Y/n pov
I was honestly tired of hearing all the harbingers blab on and on so I put one of my precious earbuds into my ear, but I immediately pulled it out of my ear as the archons all came inside. This was something very unusual, something I never did.
I stood silently in the corner as I watched, horrifically, all the archons either flew, teleported or did some kind of trick to get here.
Seriously, the archons haven't met in such a long time, and they just suddenly decide to come today?
Every Harbinger scoffed at me as I walked over, except for Sandrone of course, and took my seat in the middle of everybody.
The seating was quite awkward.
Every seat was positioned to shape a square and in the middle of the square, was me, facing some sort of trial or something like that...
"Today, we've concluded that the only choice to make, to fulfill her majesty's thoughts, is to call for a meeting, at times where she may be absent or gone. I address every archon, Harbinger and.... the culprit," Pierro said, his eyes boring into mine as he emphasized the culprit, "with kindness, and respect, but I have to demand certain favours from some and maybe others at times. These times are harsh, for all of us and incredibly, maybe you to, for if you have heard the news, the Tsaritsa has and will be stuck in another dimension, possibly unable to return."
He paused, making eye contact with everybody except me, which made my blood boil.
"I hope we can link hands and minds together, to find out a true, valuable and strong leader that can maybe replace the Tsaritsa for the time being. This hinders our stability if we have no leader and we raise one goal on this icy and cold night, unite together and find that true leader amongst us or outside of this room" he told everyone, some sparks of hope lingering in his gaze.
There were murmurs from the archons across from them, some being cross, while others were pitying the Tsaritsa.
Something that they had said sparked my interest, Why should we help them while they've caused us so much pain? Let's not forget that these certain Harbingers have wrecked chaos across our nations. Why help them?
It took a few more minutes for everybody to agree on an answer, particularly, Zhongli spoke up, "We have come to a decision to help you find your new god, whatever it takes, but we fear that this search may be very short, for we have already a strong and well liked candidate in this room."
The Harbingers looked shocked and confused when he said that, looking at each other, thinking who it could possibly be. Could it possibly be one of them?
"But before revealing to much, we want to focus on this culprit you say, in the middle of all the chaos," Zhongli finishes, kindly smiling at me.
Dottore cleared his throat and stood up, "Yes, you are right. This person, Y/n L/n, has done an act of treason! Recently, we have discovered a time turning machine that can allow you leap to another time, either the past or the future, but instead of going right back, it creates another replica, or much rather, another dimension or universe! Y/n probably knew the risk of going to another universe with the Tsaritsa and when they did, Y/n took the machine that was supposed to 'leap' them back here and left the Tsaritsa wherever they went!"
"Um actually, I didn't know that the machine-" I started, before very rudely being cut of by Dottore.
"You, don't get a say in this!" Dottore reeled back at me, glaring so hard, I bet his eyes were about to pop off.
The Harbingers looked quite uncomfortable for spilling a secret so big as this to the other archons.
Zhongli, perhaps being chosen as the spokesperson today, started speaking, "All of the Archons, including me, think that it is wise to let Y/n slide on this one. They probably didn't know the cost of leaving the Tsaritsa there. Why don't we move on to the other matters on hand?"
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