𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦.. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙡𝙡 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ 𝚅𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜! 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 This is my (technically) first book. I do have another one but that's in the drafts. FOR NOW!😈 Please enjoy reading this, because I had a hard time writing it💔

✦ ━ ❝𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱, 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝗺𝗲𝘁 ​━𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀, 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝘀 ..❞ The luminescent glow of the uncountable stars in the sky, admired and studied since the dawn of time. They are gazed upon with admiration, remain omnipresent- exuding an air of omnipotence. In this amber era, one shines with more much greater brilliance, mesmerizing all that lay their eyes upon it. ✦ "May those who accept their fate be granted happiness; may those who defy it be granted glory --" One who sees the reflection of their Aeon within the mirror walks a path littered with praise; "Genius," they cry. "A glimmer of hope," they revere. One who believes in the ambiguity regarding the nuance of their path may be welcomed into the gates of despair; "Lunatic", they chide. "Pathetic, desperate, pitiful", they murmur. A Mirror Holder, walks the fine line separating the two. When should she expect ❝solace❞ to drown her in its gentle embrace? By the end of this journey, who will strip her bare of the titles that wrap around her like layers of gauze, shielding her from an writhen reality? And when will the ❝Wondergazer❞ lower THEIR eyes upon her form once more? Or, [First Name] is an inter-galactic engineer specializing in the functionality of unconventional spaceship designs and bringing artificial life to dolls. Before concluding her tale and leaving a final gift to her Aeon with a questionable modus operandi entailling disappearance and certain death, in hopes of review, she wishes to tie up a few loose ends.

Honkai: Star Rail x Angel!Reader Title: Angel's touch Summary: Where powerful Gods reside in the heavenly realm, where prayers and woes are heard- a divine figure sprang to life. Sculpted by the Gods themselves, kneaded with divine authority- through clay, life stirred through it. Thus, a new divine figure emerges- from clay and divinity. Gods labeled them as 'Aetherians', mortals titles them as 'Wingweavers', but one thing remains the same is their role. Aetherians were created to guide Humanity, bring light to the universe, be the bridge between humanity and Godhood, be the messenger of the Gods. They were born and created to have a purpose, to be the ideal paragon, to be the loyal believers. Aetherians were born to be perfect, perhaps because of that trait caused an Aetherian Maiden to see the God's Extortion. Unable to hold it much longer, the maiden barely escaped in the heavenly realm- drifting into the cosmic void unconsciously, and was rescued by the Astral express. Determined to change, the Maiden lives her new life with the Astral Express, becoming a nameless and traversing through the cosmos with her new-found friends and family.