The Overlord of Teyvat: Genshin Impact x Overlord crossover

Part 30

The air atop Mt. Yougou was thick with tension, the usually serene atmosphere of the Grand Narukami Shrine shattered by the distant but deafening clashes of divine power. The shrine maidens, their faces pale and their robes fluttering in the unnatural wind, had rushed to the edge of the shrine's grounds, their eyes wide with a mix of awe and terror. Far in the distance, the sky was a chaotic canvas of violet lightning and swirling shadows, the battle between the Raiden Shogun and Momon raging like a storm that threatened to consume the world.

Each clash sent shockwaves rippling across the land, the force of their strikes reaching even the sacred heights of Mt. Yougou. The ground beneath the shrine trembled violently, the ancient stones groaning under the strain. Trees swayed and cracked, their branches snapping as the shockwaves tore through the mountain. The shrine maidens clutched at each other, their voices rising in panicked whispers.

"What... what is happening?!" one of the younger maidens cried, her voice trembling as she stared at the distant flashes of light and shadow. "Is that... the Shogun?"

"It must be," another replied, her voice barely audible over the roar of the storm. "But who is she fighting? Who could possibly stand against her?"

The answer to that question was as terrifying as the battle itself. The mysterious figure known as Momon, a being of shadow and death, was locked in a deadly duel with the Raiden Shogun, their clash reshaping the very landscape of Inazuma. The shrine maidens could only watch in stunned silence, their hearts pounding as they bore witness to a battle that defied comprehension.

Yae Miko stood apart from the others, her usual playful demeanor replaced by an uncharacteristic seriousness. Her violet eyes, sharp and calculating, were fixed on the distant battle, her expression a mix of concern and frustration. She had known Ei for centuries, had stood by her side through countless trials and tribulations. She had watched as her best friend retreated into the Plane of Euthymia, dedicating herself to the pursuit of eternity. And now, after so long, Ei had finally emerged—only to throw herself into a battle that could very well end in her destruction.

"Ei..." Yae Miko murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hands clenched at her sides, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to suppress the turmoil within her. She had always been the one to tease and prod, to guide and advise, but this... this was beyond her. The sheer scale of the battle, the raw power on display, was something even she could not hope to intervene in.

And then there was Momon. The enigmatic figure who had appeared in Inazuma like a shadow, his presence both unsettling and intriguing. Yae Miko had come to know him well during his time in the region, had even grown fond of him despite his otherworldly nature. She had discovered his true form—a skeleton undead Overlord—and yet, it had not changed her opinion of him. If anything, it had only deepened her fascination. He was a being of contradictions, a force of death who carried himself with a strange sense of honor and purpose.

But now, as she watched him clash with Ei, her heart ached with a conflict she had never expected to feel. Ei was her best friend, her confidante, the person she had known and cared for longer than anyone else. And Momon... Momon was someone she had come to respect, even admire. The thought of one of them falling was unbearable.

"Momon..." she whispered, her voice tinged with a rare vulnerability. She had no idea what to do, how to stop them. This was not a battle that could be resolved with words or clever schemes. This was a fight to the death, a clash of ideals and power that would only end when one of them was destroyed.

The ground beneath her feet shook violently as another shockwave hit, the force of it nearly knocking her off balance. The shrine maidens cried out in fear, their voices rising in a chorus of panic. Yae Miko steadied herself, her eyes never leaving the distant battle. The sky above Seirai Island, where the clash had now moved, was a maelstrom of light and shadow, the storm so intense it seemed to consume the horizon.