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Honkai Impact 3rd: The Conjurer
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Ongoing, First published Feb 24, 2024
The world is a riddle.

Up Down. Left Right. Black White. Good Bad. 

When we live in a world that presents its structure in a perplexing yet fascinating way, these seemingly simple ideas intertwine, creating a baffling and strangely captivating tapestry. It's a world where the line between light and darkness blurs, revealing hidden truths in its very ambiguity.

You once told me that despite the world's complexity and horror, it held this strange kind of beauty - a beauty that blooms even in the most horrifying gardens. Every person, even the worst kind, has the potential for change. It was such a naive idea for someone of your age. Still, perhaps cast under your odd spell, I couldn't help but be foolishly hopeful.

I shouldn't exist, a creature born from the fringes of reality. Among countless branches, I was sure of that. A mistake, an error upon this single, fractured leaf.
 
Yet, here I was, yearning to witness the creation of the brightest gems.

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Disclaimer: MiHoYo owns everything, and this is just fanfiction. Amateurish grammar warning. Maybe canon divergence.
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