Archni and Yangyang arrived at Qichi Village as they see its completely deserted and desolated. The two cleared a Tacet field that was in center of the village and later found something, which Yangyang says.
Yangyang: Ritualistic wooden plaques... But why are they here? These plaques are usually placed in ancestral Shrines... And they seem to belong to a different time... I remember reading about something like this. People held large-scale ancient rituals periodically in their villages, driven by certain beliefs.
Archni: I see... Let's check somewhere else.
As they look somewhere else they found a small Tacet discord, but something was different.
"Watch out!" Yangyang tensed up to be in defensive, while the TD made noises that sounded like human.
"Something's not right. Why wouldn't it attack us?"
The TD spoke with a gasps and managed to speak some words. "Brother... Help... Help..."
Archni attempts to talk to it, as it speaks. "Brother.. help..." "Who is your brother?" He says and expects a response right after, but it's not like what he expected to hear. As it's on a loop speaking the same words.
Yangyang: It seems to only repeat these lines... This is not a common Tacet Discord. Tacet Discords attack other living beings, because they need to feed on those frequencies to make themselves whole again. When frequencies are scattered and recombined, a new Tacet Discord is born.
"This one probably devoured the frequencies of. humans. Turning the last bits of a human's consciousness into such monotonous mumbles.. Are these words the last cries of someone innocent? Who is behind this twisted plot?" Yangyang crouched down, place her hand on the Tacet Discord's head. As she focused on the Streams, sorrow filled her expression.
Yangyang: I'm sorry...
Archni: Are you talking to it?
Yangyang: No, that's beyond my ability. I just sensed some complex feelings from it... A mixture of deep sadness and eager anticipation.
Archni: Go ahead.
Yangyang: It seems to be begging for help, but it's not asking us to help it. I can sense the pained cries of this Tacet Discord. No, the cries of this whole village. The village is crying, waiting for rescue. Something truly awful must have happened here.. And the victims' Reverberations still linger.
Archni: As it's like a echo of pain from a past memory.
Yangyang: Based on the evidence we've found and the condition of these ruins, that didn't happen all too long ago. I can still feel it in the Streams. Perhaps the Tacet Field has kept this village from being discovered, or maybe someone has been intentionally concealing it.
Anyway... There must be something we can do. We may find the victims nearby. I can feel someone connected to what happened here is still close... This place is dangerous. I'll inform Chixia about what happened here. Can we continue our search before the official investigators arrive?
Sorry, I know it doesn't sound very convincing. It's just a hunch of mine, and I don't have any evidence to back it up.
Archni: No, not at all. I believe you. This is where Jinhsi's token has pointed to.
Yangyang: Thank you, Rover. Please stay vigilant.
As for the little one here... Let's leave it be.
The two continue their investigation as they found an area where there's a pile of burnt papers. While Yangyang checks. "The area's a mess, but it doesn't look like a warzone. Someone was hurt and dragged away. Look, there are many footprints here. These are.. traces left by a fight."
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Roving In The Waving Seas: Wuthering Waves
FanfictionA Cultivator from an advanced futuristic world, died and was brought back to life to then be sent to another world. In which he'll venture out and meet many of who alongside whatever that his path takes him. Which his name is Archni. Disclaimer: Wut...
