6/26, 1945, Snehnaya, Teyvat
Echoes, Music, and hearts. What do these things have in common? Well, they're all beautiful things... but not everyone possesses them. You know what everyone has though..? Emotion. Happiness, depression, love... they're all more than things... they are speacial. Values, things that are important to us. Limitations, nothing yet. But my thoughts..? Different, Abstract, Unusual.
Some may say it's stupid to create "puppets" because they are not "real" or "human-like". But you know what I think? I think they are perfect. A perfect creation that can be everything at once. A skilled warrior that possesses no feeling, yet has the ability to make strategic choices. The gods sent me a message, the Electro Archon in specific. She wanted a puppet that could rule over Inazuma without delay, day and night, but still powerful enough to perish gods. I, Columbina, the puppet master, made the Baladeer, unknowingly a future Fatui Harbinger... or my disciple. Fate and destiny intertwine in this realm. Dreams from within erode ever so slowly my head, killing me from inside. Why am I writing this in this journal you may ask? Well...
It's because I'm dead.
YOU ARE READING
Nightmare
FanfictionMy puppets were guarding me as I slept peacefully on my bed. Staring at the ceiling, I almost called out to Celestia. Covered in blood, my bed felt like a thousand thorns stabbing me, when I could feel each one on my back. Every. Single. One... Pain...
