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Why Must Love Hurt This Bad? - Part 1

—[The chrysos heirs was considered a hero by all, all except for you]—

Synopsis- • { having one of the chrysos heir being in love with you was the fantasies the ladies and perhaps the gentlemen of the Amphoreus' biggest fantasies, you used to think like that too until at one point, the fantasy becomes the reality and soon, dreams turn into nightmares}—°

Reader's gender: Gender neutral

Note: <[ Unlike what many may think, yandere is still yandere. Toxicities are bound to happen and no matter how kind and gentle someone may have been, the moment the obsession has taken over, even the kindest character can turn into abusive real quick, therefore please read at your own risk]>

Note: <[ I'm sorry if there are any mistakes in Phainon's part. I played through the story, but I wasn't able to remember every detail and thus, should you find any mistakes here. Sincerely, forgive me, I will work harder to give Phainon a much better characterization of him and of course, this too will be applied to more characters in the future]> (1/2)

Note: <[ For Anaxa's path I was trying my best to make it as logical as possible. However, I do want to make it so that it is aligned with the reader's mental state. However, I understand that I may have messed up Anaxa's part. I am sorry for that and, therefore, will try my best to make a better fic in the future. Also English is not my first language and if there are any grammar mistakes let me know in advance so that in the future I can avoid it]> (2/2)

Ft,: Anaxa, Mydei, Phainon

WARNING: emotional abuse, physical abuse, kidnapping, chained against one's will. Yandere, manipulative, hand breaking, limbs breaking, weapon used on the reader, threatening, items breaking, forced intimate touches, (no non con) reader being thrown to the wall, abusive character in general, reader's death

This is made after 3.4 please do not read it should you still haven't done the quest yet,

DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE ANY OF THE WARNINGS ABOVE. IF YOU READ THE POST, YOU ARE CONSENTING TO CONSUMING THE CONTENT THAT WAS GIVEN TO YOU,

The Hero Who Sacrificed The World For You

"s-stop this please ... I'm begging you..." You cried, your eyes filled with tears, and slowly you felt his gentle hand wrap around your waist. "Shh," he gently comforted you. "It's okay, I know you feel sad and I understand dear." he kissed your forehead and smiled at you warmly, his smile radiated pure joy from him like the sun, but to you... Although he was equal to the sun, it felt like he was the abyss itself. In what reality does the sun create such a bone-chilling atmosphere?

"No, no, no, please let me go!!!" You screamed at him, and he frowned, not because of annoyance but because he hates your tears, no, no, no, no.... Sometimes he does love seeing you cry, but that's when you cried out of happiness when you realized he was able to achieve victory during his journey, he loves seeing your tears when he surprises you with your beloved new home! He loves your tears when you marry him!

Everything was going so well! So why is it that now you have turned like this? Phainon signed. Perhaps it's just the stress getting to you, now that the Amphoreus is in danger... Everyone was panicking, and of course, as any normal human being, you would be nervous and scared. "It's okay my dear, it's fine... I'm here am I not?" He kissed your head and gently caressed your side face. Slowly wiping away your tears, Phainon loves your tears, but only when you are happy,

"...please, let me go... I can't... I can't do this anymore...!" You screamed at him, and Phainon shook his head. "Can't you see the chaos that is happening? I'm trying to keep you safe. Here, in our little home right here. He carried you to the sofa. "Shh... I know, it's a bit too overwhelming right now, but I promise you, dear, you will be comfortable here for the time being." Your tears had long since dried on your face. You can only look at phainon with tears in your eyes. At some point, you can't even tell what he looks like because the tears make your sight blurry. He put you down on a chair and gently pushed it to the table. He then kisses your cheek and begins to prepare food. He was too calm when the world was ending.

He looks at you and smiles. After finishing cooking, he puts down the plate for you. You look at the table with a grim face... Your heart fills with fear. You looked at him, "Please..." You begged him, one more time... Just one more time. Phainon sighed, he gently caressed your face and let out a sigh, "... Why?" You asked him, "Because we are meant to be dear," he said it with such a gentle tone you almost trust him, you closed your eyes. Your body trembles... After a few days with him, you discovered he has always been infatuated with you. Apparently, you and he were destined to be together. At least that's what he said.

"Why aren't you eating? Is the food not to your liking?" He asked. You shook your head and grabbed the spoon, "..." You scooped up the food and tasted it. "Urgh..." You can't help but let out a sigh... Phainon frowned, "Huh? You don't like the food? But you always do before," he said. "That's strange, I don't recall ever saying I like this food" you replied way too quickly. His eyes widened, and for the first time, you saw Phainon become speechless. The explosion interrupts that semi-calm atmosphere, before you can react, Phainon grabbed you and carried you out of the house.

You close your eyes, hoping that everything is a dream but you know it's not, you know that the black tide is destroying everything. Where is Phainon carrying you to?! "Phainon!!! Where are you taking me?!" He smiles at you, "somewhere safe, trust me..." He said. All you can do is just wait for his actions. At this point, it's useless to try to do anything. He jumped, and you hugged him tightly. All you can do is pray. After what felt like eternity he finally put you down. You don't know where you are, all you can do is watch as he grabs his weapon and slices the monster that tries to get to him. Perhaps it's just the survival instinct telling you to run, and just like that, you run into another hall, running from him, trying to escape from him.

That was proven to be the stupidest choice you could have made.

You felt someone grabbing your wrist and against your will, your body was turned to face him. Phainon looks at you, his gentle and smug face is gone. That makes you feel a bit better. "Why...? Why did you run away? Why can't you just stay? Again and again..." He looked at you with tears in his eyes. You frown, "You keep me with you against my will, and yet you dared to ask why I ran away?! Are you so delusional to the point you can't use logic for once?!" You yell at him, but before anything, he hugs you, and you feel wet tears falling from his eyes onto your shoulder. " I understand, my actions were unforgivable and for that i'm sorry, but you have stayed with me before right?"

"You once stayed beside me, comforting me after I got back from the battlefield, you once stayed by my side and baked some sweets to cheer me up," he says between sobs. "You once promised to stay by my side forever," he hugs you tightly, "so why can't you honour your promise? Why did you betray me? Again and again, again and again and..." He choked in his sobs, "again..." He grips your arms tightly, "I..." You were lost for words. He kisses your head and smiles. "But... Now that I've got you back, it'll be okay, we just need to fix this and then... And then we can be together,"

He grabbed you, ignored your question, and protested. You hit him, scratched at him, and even bit him. But Phainon doesn't bulge at all, he still carries you and treats you so gently as if one wrong move and you'll be shattered. You hated him... So much... You grabbed his shoulders, trying to get away, but he simply ignored your protest, as if what you were doing was nothing. And in truth? It is nothing, he doesn't even bulge at all. Soon, you and Phainon met someone, someone who resembles him a lot. You don't understand... "N-no way... Another phainon?!" Your eyes widen. Hearing your voice the other phainon turned around and smiled when he saw you, "I'm glad to meet you again love," he said.

"What? No, I ..." You looked at the phainon who carries you. Your face screams, 'tell me what's going on...' and he chuckles. He put you down, and now there are two phainon with you. "It's a shame that even in this 'loop' you still aren't gonna get your happy ending," he said. Why do his eyes become teary? Why does the phainon behind you begin to unsheathe his sword? Why? "What's happening...? Why?" You asked your voice trembling with fear, he said he loves you but-

"I don't understand... One day you just came to me and said you finally found me..." Your voice cracked revealing a pathetic sob, "and now you're gonna kill me?!" Phainon kisses your cheek, "shh, it'll be okay, my love, we will meet again, we can be together again, we can-" your patience broke, and you pushed him! In that moment of his vulnerability, Phainon wasn't able to stand still and fell to the ground. "How dare you?! First, you kidnapped me, saying you love me, then this whole thing happened, and you dragged me from the city to the house to the town to anywhere!!!" You yell at him, "But love, didn't you once say-" you looked at him-

"I NEVER MET YOU!"

His eyes widen, and you begin to ramble about how you hate him. "We never met at all! I've seen you in the poster! I heard about you from people's mouths! But before this?! I have never met you!!!" Before he can speak another word, you continue, "No, I have never cried seeing you coming back from the battlefield! I have never married you! I have never fallen for you! We have never gone on a date! Phainon! You are a stranger who claimed to be my lover and did all of this!!!!"

He stands up, just as you finish yelling, your face turns pale. Phainon's eyes are empty, and he... Chuckled? But there is no smugness or sarcasm behind it. "... Ah I see..." He took a step closer to you, you tried to run, but the second phainon grabbed your arm, making you stand still. You scream for help, but no one comes, of course, no one comes. Everybody is dead. "In this loop, I never make an effort to find you because I thought it would hurt my soul to fall for you again, but... It seems that on the brink of destruction and being able to see you still alive makes me forget about that. He gently holds your face and brings it closer to his. "I forgot that in this loop, we never met. I'm sorry, love, I truly do," he mutters the word with such a soft tone you almost forgot the blade in his hand.

"Pathetic," the second phainon said, you turn around. The second phainon begins to grab your wrist and pull you to him. "I must admit, I find him to be very commendable, in my previous loop I immediately find you and make you mine, but I suppose because slowly things start to change, all phainon becomes more self-aware..." He stops before continuing. "Few of them start to try and avoid you, to make sure they don't become obsessive. Two of the previous loops failed because you died. Those phainon immediately complete their mission in hopes of a future cycle being able to save you" You stand still not knowing what to do, "One of them actually never met you in their lifetime, when he checks, it's because in that loop you never existed at all" he gripped your wrist tightly, "and this one... It seems that he almost didn't meet you... Ah but of course fate has other plans no?"

Before you can speak a word, a gasp goes out of your mouth, and slowly your vision gets blurry, your hand touches your stomach, and instead of feeling the smooth clothing, you feel a cold blade instead. "In many cases," the second phainon started speaking, "most phainon weren't able to handle the thought of letting you alone, so now that it has come to this..." He turned his back and didn't say anything.

The phainon behind you hugs you, "I'm so sorry, I really am sorry love," he cried while hiding his face against your neck. "We will meet again," he said. His voice was shaky. The second phainon looked at you back with soft gentle eyes. "Don't worry,"

"As long as he wants it, he will always find you"

The Last Crown Prince Who Bathes In Your Love

"argh!!!" Your sight turns blurry, and for a second, you thought you would faint. But turns out the suffering had just begun. "Not bad," the cocky voice fills your ears. You look up to see the Last Prince De Guardian of Amphoreus watching over you with his yellow eyes, akin to the sun itself watching over you as if you are not a human being, No... This is no equal fight, this is a predator capturing its prey. And you know you are not the predator. Despite his cocky attitude, and prideful characteristics... He grabbed you in a gentle manner that shocked you. Looking at your wide eyes he scoffs,

"Are you shocked that I'd treated my lover well?" He asked, and you nodded. "I've always thought that the mydeimos would have been... Rougher" he smirked. "I could have treated you roughly, I could have pinned you to the ground, or maybe broken your leg so that you won't run away anymore. I could have cut off both of your arms so that these hands of yours—" he grabbed your wrist and put it against his side face. "—would never be able to attack me anymore." He looks at you, his eyes grim.

"I could have done all of that, I could have been rougher, crueller and yet... I didn't, I treated you so gently right now aren't I?" He asked you. "Yes, that is correct..." Your voice was shaky, how could you not be afraid? A chrysos heir who was known for his immortality and his brutal ways of fighting in a war is kneeling in front of you. "So tell me, what more could you want from me? Why can't you just give up and accept it?" He asked, his voice filled with contempt. You frown at him, obviously wanting to say something. But you understand that if you pushed him further, instead of getting slightly beaten, he might beat you further until you fainted or worse. Have permanent injuries.

You groan in pain when he grabs your hair, twisting it and pulling it to the back, revealing your throat. "If I wanted to, I could slice your throat now," his face gets closer to your neck, "or, I could snap your neck and have you die right now" he muttered besides your ears, your heart begins to race, "break you, torn off your limbs one by one until you no longer able to run away again" he carried you in his arms. You begin to tremble. AEON AEON AEON... You begin to pray. You don't remember what sins you have committed to gain this man's love. No... You can't even call this love. This is an obsession

You were scared... He's gonna take you back to that palace, the big place where he simply puts you with books that he thinks you like and some food that he knows you love. Of course from the outside it felt like a dream, you won't need to work or get any job. But at some point a human needs interaction, and you can't just deal with mydei's hot and cold attitude, sometimes he's kind, letting you scream and even hit him. After that, he'll simply put you down and leave you alone. But when he's in a bad mood...

"ARGHH!!!!" You scream when he grabs your knee and snaps it back, your eyes filled with tears and you grab whatever you can. The pillows, the bed sheet and the bed veil. The pain is unbearable; it doesn't take 5 minutes before you burst into tears, sobbing due to pain. He simply looks at you with cold eyes and leaves the room. Minutes later he returned with a physician. The one that, of course, is under his rule. You were trapped, forced to stay in bed for months because of your broken leg. And he even dared to say you should be grateful because he didn't snap both of your legs. You can't help but silently curse him, does he know? Of course, he knows, but somehow, this man doesn't seem to care about it unless you specifically say it yourself.

... That's how your life mostly went on, seeing him. Eating the food he provided for you, although sometimes you asked him to bring another type of food, perhaps a snack, perhaps another type of drink. But you do occasionally drink pomegranate juice with goat's milk and cheese. Does it taste good? Maybe, you usually spend your day reading a book or maybe even drawing. Can't dance because the last time you escaped through your window he broke your legs and can't even look at the sunlight. The window is now sealed— "until you prove your loyalty, I won't let you see the sunlight," he says. You can't help but wish to just hit him until he dies at that moment.

He was terrifying when he was in a bad mood. Anything you did, you say, even the way you breathe, could trigger him. No, he doesn't hate you. His bad mood is always linked to you, it usually happens after a long period of going against his orders or simply running to another place for shelter. Of course, the place is destroyed beyond recognition, you never run after people. You know what will happen. But if he was in a bad mood with other people? Then, seeing you simply makes him feel calm; it is at this time that he is most vulnerable. This moment is where you can ask almost any exception with a few and he'll do it for you. Perhaps asking for new clothes, accessories or maybe even something expensive like jewelry will be accepted.

As savage as he was, he could also be gentle and kind. In rare moments where you and he are alone and you don't feel like fighting against him, and coincidentally he is in a good mood. He can change from 1 to 180° and sometimes it makes your head spin. No, he doesn't act 'cute' or 'cheerful' or even 'flirty', he simply acts more... Calmer, much less angrier and sometimes you joke in your head that finally, his face got a resting time after frowning for so long. But of course, such moments are rare, and sometimes you wish to ask him to keep doing it often, but you think to yourself. Is it worth it to risk triggering his wrath in hopes that he'll act much gentler?

... You opened your eyes again, this time. There was a bruise on your wrist. Sometimes, the prince hurts you. Not because of sadism, but simply because he forgets your body is not compared to his. No normal human body could be compared to his. Not unless that human was chosen or simply blessed by Aeon. He sees this as an inconvenience and sometimes even clicks his tongue when he hears you whimpering, but to you? It makes your heart feel dreadful, his normal strength during the punishment is already torturous enough... If he can forget how to be gentle with you by accident. You can't imagine what his real strength could be if he were to be truly mad with you.

... Usually, people would stay or maybe hope for an escape one day, but you, the stupid, naive, truly incapable of any thoughts, decided that another escape attempt must be made.— wait, no. This isn't your words or your thoughts. No. This is mydei's thoughts. Yes. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer. "Usually, people would stay or maybe hope for an escape one day, but you, the stupid, naive, truly incapable of any thoughts, decided that another escape attempt must be made" you gulp. "How the hell did you get away? Truly, I have underestimated you. And for that I apologize," he said, his voice eerily calm. He grabbed your left hand. "Clearly, you didn't learn." Before you could say anything—

Your eyes turned blurry, and you couldn't help but let out soft, pathetic sobs. What sins have you committed you think? What crimes have you committed to be given such harsh punishment? What sorcery have you performed to manage to make the prince fall head over heels for you? You know he loves you, and he knows you hate him. After breaking your left hand, he kissed you gently on your neck. After that, he grabs your chin and presses his lips on yours. His kiss was rough. A mix of dominance, love and obsession. You taste blood, ahh... You bit his lips. And yet he doesn't stop. No, he won't stop. Not until he got his fill. He pushed you to the bed. You can't fight. You can't do you. No...

You taste a desperation, is it from you or...him? You close your eyes. You feel tears falling on your face. Why? Why is he crying? You were the one who was suffering right now. You were the one whose limbs, hands and heart got broken multiple times. You were the one who was kidnapped and forced to live with this man. Both of you were once close friends, you remember chatting to him and sometimes even patching his injuries. You remember your happy moment together. But now? It felt like a joke. Perhaps it is, as his golden eyes met yours, you feel his gentleness. He hugs you and kisses your cheeks.

"... Don't fight me, don't run away, just stay. Let me love you" he mumbled. You looked at him. "... You won't get away, what you're doing is more harmful to yourself than it is to me," he said. "Don't go. Don't even think of escaping," he added. You don't have the strength to even talk back. You slowly drift off to sleep. You felt a gentle lip to your mouth.

"You once asked what crimes you have committed for this"

"It's simple, really"

"You stole my heart, and therefore. You must pay the price"

The Scholar's Most Precious Test Subject

The sound of a chain rattling against the floor fills the room. You look at the door, and for a second, you wonder if you can ever reach it. But it's impossible. The chain was made with the finest metal, and around your ankle, there was an ankle bracelet, as cruel as Anaxagoras is, he was kind enough to only use it on one of your legs, while the other one enjoys the freedom of not being chained. Although is that enough? While you can take another step, the chains were specifically made to be far enough for you to reach the bathroom and do whatever you need to but a few feet away from the main exit door. It felt like a joke and when you realized it, you almost broke down crying.

"Ah?" You let out a pathetic sound once the cold hands wrapped themselves around you, it was him. Anaxagoras, the chrysos heir and the most brilliant scholar. There he was, hugging you and slowly dragging you away from the main door. Unlike what many expected, the brilliant scholar was content with staying in a quite sizable yet still small apartment, of course, with you as his captive, nothing could ever make him feel unsatisfied for some time. You looked at him. "Let me go, Anaxa," you said bitterly...knowing this man won't obey or even listen to you. No, he was too into your existence, saying he needed to study you. It was scary. Anaxagoras was not someone who would joke around, at least to you.

"No," he replied, that's all. You almost screamed at him but the sight of his pistol to your head makes you back away. You sighed and let him drag you to the bed. "... Tell me, how is it legal for you to do this?" You asked him, "Legal? It doesn't matter whether this is legal or not." You frown. "How ironic, the chrysos heir was seen as the hero of Amphoreus, and yet this one here acts more like the villain than that of a hero," you glare at him. He simply stood up and put his pistol into a drawer. You flinch a bit when he extends his hand to your head. You close your eyes! He pulls your face closer and— "as expected," he said. "You'll close your eyes" he added. You open them back and look at him dumbfounded. Of course, you will close it, after many times he grabbed your hair, or even slapped you. How are you supposed to face it without closing your eyes?!

Gently, he caresses your side face and kisses your forehead. This is not new, you knew Anaxagoras, or rather... The name he hated was Anaxa. You groan when he kisses your forehead. It felt disgusting. He then walked to the kitchen and cooked dinner. Although he kidnapped you, at least he is rational enough to know that he can't just make you cook his dinner or do any chores. Of course, except for a few to make sure you don't become too 'lazy' in his words. But the truth is he is just simply making sure your body is still moving. The act of hugging you from behind sometimes leaves you confused. The main exit door was in front of you, but it seems that he always managed to go back in without alerting you at all, which is weird. You have been looking at the door for so long you wondered if he just slips out of your mind.

You looked at him and you looked at your chained ankle. "I don't understand... Why can't you just be...normal? Court me like a normal person does. Maybe then, we can still spend time together without you needing to chain me here and me being afraid of you" you mumbled to him, not too loud. Just enough so that he can hear you.

"..." He looks over the pot he had filled with water, "would you trust me if I said, I have a good reason for it?" He put the sliced vegetables inside. You looked down at the floor. "What reason could ever justify kidnapping me and chaining me here as if I were some kind of animal?" You asked him, your voice trembled with rage. He put the pot on the stove and turned it on. Sometimes you forget that this man actually eats and sleeps, seeing as he often just spends his time studying, watching over you or simply taking care of his favourite animal toy. Actually, you almost forgot this man who kidnapped you is the same one who specifically bought a Dromas doll more than he could and should have ....

But it's hard to look at his cuter side now. You sighed and silently lay down on the bed. The bed wasn't the softest but a million times better than the floor. You closed your eyes, imagining an alternate route or perhaps a timeline where you were freed of him. Just when you're about to drift off to sleep, you feel his fingers wrapped around your shoulder. "..." You look up to him. "Dinner's ready, let's go and eat" he pulls you. Too emotionally and physically exhausted you comply. You don't have the energy, to fight against his words or his hands. Sometimes you wondered... How the hell did he get back so fast? Anaxa leaves on time and always returns at the same time unless something's or in other words YOU do something that triggers him.

You sat on the chair and took a sip of water before you enjoyed the dish. After a few minutes, you finished your dinner and put the dishes into the sink. Anaxa simply walked past you and washed it. You looked at the exit door, and the chain is just enough to reach it. Somehow... A thought appeared in your mind. 'If I were just a bit taller and my hands were just a bit longer.. I could probably open the door, but of course, you've already passed the age of growing up. Anaxa's cough which makes you stop thinking about the door and turn back to him.

Your days with your captor go on as usual; you just get through the books he's giving you. Meanwhile, Anaxagoras is simply enjoying himself watching over you while hugging you from behind and looking at you from the side. You felt so powerless and in truth, you are. You could never match with someone like him. Your brain is nothing compared to his genius. Your power is nothing to his title. Your existence is nothing compared to the prodigy. So why is he doing this? Keeping you all to himself... It makes him less than a scholar, more like a...

You snap out of your thoughts and notice that he was drifting off to sleep. Just as you open your mouth, he falls asleep upon your shoulder. On a second thought, you'd take notice of the dark circle under his eyes. But you don't exactly know what he is doing to the point he gets so tired, and it's not like Anaxa was willing to speak to you about the outside exception of when you want to learn. "Anaxa..." You called out to him. He hated that nickname. He opened his eyes and he frowned. You felt a spark of joy seeing that.

"If you're sleepy, go to bed, don't fall on me. You're heavy you know?" You purposely remind him of his height and weight. It sounds a bit too cruel, doesn't it? But you don't care. Anything to make him love you less? His eyes meet yours, and before you could say anything, he whispers to you, but you don't understand and thus, can only give a nod. He then simply hugs you tighter and falls asleep. You sighed. This isn't working for sure. In the end, you lie down in bed next to your captor. He was good-looking, that is no lie, but does his appearance matter now? Obviously no.

... The next day, he leaves for work once again. And for a few minutes, you only spend your time watching the exit. There were a couple of times when you saw what was behind the door. A tree and a blue sky. You could watch the sky from the bar window, the locked balcony with bulletproof glass but you are more interested in seeing the sky behind that exit door. "Speaking of the blue sky..." You mumbled to yourself. "That room's light really looks so blue-ish, are we up in the air?" You shook your head. "No way... After all what sky has green trees right?"

You grab the knife and simply look at it. No, you once tried using a knife on the chains hoping it could free you. Only to realize the chain works as a tracker and an alarm. It woke up. And you remember how he threw you to the wall taking the breath from your chest. How his fragile-looking hands grabbed you and dragged you to the bed. He doesn't hit you but he did tie you up and simply threatened you. The scholar can be calm as much as he wants but in that moment you can tell the stress of the work, stubborn people and your act has pushed him to the limit, but you still think it's unfair how he took it out on you.

At the present time, you simply wonder if you can somehow try to escape. Maybe try not to trigger the ankle chain. But if it reaches its full length, it would alert Anaxa that you're reaching for something out of your boundary, if you try to cut it. Immediately, Anaxa will be alerted to you trying to take it off. There is no button, and the chain's head is behind a room that Anaxa refused to let you in. Of course...

Not working, not needing anything... It sounds like heaven to those folk who might be tired of their job or life responsibilities, but humans need interaction. Whether it's from a real human or online. They really need one; you can only deal with Anaxa for so long until, at some point, you just start to find him no longer appealing. You shook your head. Truth to be told you're losing hope. It's been what? Weeks, months maybe a year if you are really pushing it.

After what felt like another hour of you thinking, you turned your back and gripped the knife really tight. You don't want to die. You really don't want to, but if this is what it takes then— bam! Your shoulder was shot. Instantly you let go of that knife. Your knees fell to the floor as you gripped your shoulder tightly. You groan in pain, and as you look up, you see Anaxa standing over you. Somehow, it felt like he was the council watching over you, while you felt like the prisoner was waiting for his punishment.

He gets down on his one knee and his other hand simply grabs your hair and pulls it to the side. You let a small whimper of pain. "Foolish, utterly foolish." He said. "How-?" Your eyes widen and tears fall down. "I didn't trigger the chain...!" Your voice cracks. "You seem interested in this door..." He said. He grabbed the chain, and after that, the chain broke into pieces. "Wha—?!" Anaxa grabbed your wrist and dragged you to the exit. Countless possibilities shoot into your mind. Is he finally letting you go? Is he finally getting bored with you? Are you finally seeing the blue sky?The door opened and...

"what...?" Your eyes looked around and ... The blue ish light that you thought were the sky itself was a screen... The trees that you saw were just decorations. On a closer look the room looks childish. A poorly recreation of an 'outside' world. Anaxa closes the door, his eyes look at you cold. "Well, go on. Speak up, this is what you wanted no?" He said, his voice fills with sarcasm. "I ..." Before you could say any more word he grabbed your wrist and grips it tightly, "go on, speak it up, speak what's on your mind now. Thanked ME now, this is what you wanted right? This room, this is the room you've spent months watching from the other side...! This is the room that you've spent countless of time trying to escape the chains to get to"

You felt like a joke, face turns into red with embarrassment and anger. You couldn't even mutter a word because of how truth it is. This room is obviously fake, but perhaps... Because you were isolated for too long, even the fake feels and seems real. Feeling exhausted you fell but he caught you. "... Why must you do this? Sobs...is it fun watching me like this?" You asked him, tears were already falling down. He looks at you. "Truth to be told at first it was fun, I know what's going to happen and I was looking forward to it" he admitted.

"but at some point I started to hope you'd stop." He added. He pulls you closer. "Because I've realized if I don't stop now. You'll truly break," he mutters. Slowly he puts you down to the floor. "I closed the light, and no longer put on anything in this room" he looks at you, "but you kept going. You still think on the other side of this door there was an exit." You gripped your hands. "You tried to escape countless of times, slice the chain, try to break your own ankle, grab a pot hoping you could smash it to the pieces" your chest feels tighter. "Haven't you noticed that I never seem to come back from this door?" Your eyes widen, "wait- I swear I"

"you truly are foolish aren't you?"

"there is no path other than me,"

[harukirisaki]

Love Cut So Deep -Part 1

-[Harbinger's way of loving and why it hurts]

Part 1-

Synopsis: •{You never know why this person loves you, but you do know one thing, for every love you get. The pain will double}°

Reader gender: GENDER NEUTRAL

Note: <[the reader dynamic with the yandere is "wife" however the reader's gender is not mentioned. This is less than a feminine reader and more like the yandere insisting on the reader being the submissive one. Making this gender neutral for male and female readers.]>

Ft; childe, Scaramouche, Capitano,

Warning: abusive characters, mention of murdering (reader/someone) suicide thoughts, emotionally abused, physically abused, threats, suggestive comments, blood, mention of abuse, mentioning of child soldiers, limbs breaking, hand twisting, threat of non-con, vulgar language,

PERMANENT BODY ALTERATIONS (some part of reader's body are chopped off)

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE

A WEAK HEART, A PHOBIA OF ANYTHING IN THE

WARNING, ANYONE UNDER 18 WILL TAKE THE

RESPONSIBILITY ON THEMSELVES SHOULD THEY READ

THIS.

The puppet who longs for a heart.

Your eyes are filled with tears, just when you thought you could get yourself a nice quiet moment, then he came, the door slides open, revealing your tormentor, his purple eyes meeting yours and whether you realized it or not, at that moment. He thinks you are so beautiful it makes his nonexistent heart ache in response.

Perhaps it's the isolation that has gotten to you, but strangely enough, you don't feel like screaming at him, at least not yet. You stayed long enough with him to know when to yell at him at the perfect time so that his mood doesn't drop too much. After all, sometimes you get to yell and even hurt him and only get a gentle flick to your forehead. But other times... When you fail to judge your situation and get him pissed off real bad...

You still remember the way you screamed for mercy and when all he did was just insulting you, the pain of having your limbs broken by his cold, plastic hands forever filled your mind eternally.

Perhaps this is the price for stealing his heart? You don't know what day and date it is, it's been a long time since you got out of this inazuman mansion. Surprisingly, he was willing to tell you about his past, albeit, you are sure he actually left out some parts. Of course, at some point he will tell you everything but so far you only know about his origins from inazuma.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" His voice snaps you out of your thoughts, "Why are you sitting still, mmh?" His tone makes your body tremble. But you decided today you don't want your wrist to be twisted. "My apologies... My lord," That's right, Scaramouche insists on this wife and husband dynamic. You are the wife, and he is the husband. In Inazuma, a wife is often expected to obey her husband. You would like to tell Scaramouche that such dynamic between you both is toxic but then again this is the same man that kidnapped you and forced you to live with him.

You walked to him and gently wrapped your arms around his neck. Slowly, you closed your eyes and gave him a kiss. You then break the kiss off and look at him, "Welcome back, my lord," you said to him. The harbinger merely looked at you and frowned, "That kiss," he said, "it doesn't feel right. Do it again, make it feel real" real? How can you make it real when you don't even love him? But then again do you have a choice? No.

You kiss him once again, this time tilting your head to the side a bit and letting your lips meet his and slowly you get your chest closer to him. You gently break the kiss off and look at him, "Welcome back, my lord," you say gently this time. "Much better," he mutters. Scaramouche walked into the room and sat on the floor, he looked at you for a second before he asked. "What were you thinking? You took quite some time responding to my words." His tone is sharp, "My apologies, my lord... I was merely thinking of nothing." You lied. And he knows it, this doll may not understand human emotion but that doesn't mean he can't understand human habits. "Really? Lying to my face? Mmh?"

"Speak up. Tell me what you think earlier" he grips his hand, it's obvious he is not going to ask twice. "I was thinking of you, how I am scared of you," you said to him. As fast as you can, you cannot bear the thought of looking him in the eye. Suddenly, a cold finger touches your side face, then the finger goes to your chin and lifts your head up, making you look at him. "Unless you want me to strip you and simply take you right here? I remember you crying the last time I even suggested that" your eyes widen and immediately you tremble. He looks at you, "My lord... Please... Please don't" you softly mutter. Anything but that, this doll has already taken your freedom, your time and perhaps even your chance at being truly happy. If he were to take you... The mere thoughts alone are enough to break you

"You're scared of me?" You nodded, "Yes, my lord," you answered. "You cried?" You nodded, "Yes, my lord," you answered him once again, "you hate me?" You almost nodded. Luckily, you didn't. But does that save you from his wrath? No. "You hate me?" He asked once again, and you shook your head. "Liar," he said. His other hand grabbed your wrist. You begin to tremble, "You're scared of me?" He asked. You nodded, "You cried?" He asked. You nodded, "You hate me?" You shook your head. His grip on your wrist tightened. Tears fall from your eyes, Scaramouche refused to hear what he dislikes. Hearing you hate him is something he doesn't want, but having you lie is something he also hates.

You weakly begged him to release you, "You hate me?" He asked. Quietly, this time. You had a feeling that this time, there's no right answer because every choice you made right there will just end up with the same result. This time, you made different choices, you nodded your head. Your soft voice filled the room, "Yes my lord"

You can barely hear your wrist bone breaking. Not when your SCREAM fill your ears instead.

The warrior who offered his heart on a silver platter

You run as fast as you can. At this point, all you can do is pray that those soldiers won't get you too fast, your legs begin to tremble from the cold, and you run outside with minimal clothing. Barefoot, short-sleeved shirt... It's snowing. Just half pants that hide your knee but below that is exposed... Of course, you can't run, but what you can do is to appreciate the fresh air and the cold of the night. Your last view outside was the lake. How you wish you could drown in it. You woke up in bed,

Is this hell? You thought to yourself that, after Childe was assigned to Fontaine, you were able to get a whole week by yourself. Of course, that will never happen, his subordinates are guarding you. Every day, you had to deal with one of the fatui to guard your door. During your meal, one of the guards would be assigned to watch over you to make sure you don't try to stab yourself with a fork again. What a shame, you thought to yourself once again, if only Childe weren't so fast... You could have probably rested in the afterlife. But then again, are you a good person in your life? For all you know... You might get sent to hell.

You finished your meal, it was tasty but you were too emotionally exhausted to care about that for now. You go upstairs and sit on the sofas. There is no one in the room, but you know those guards are always watching. You close your eyes and then you fall asleep, sleeping is one way of escaping reality. The reality where you are helpless. Maybe if you're lucky, this time you dream of a nice place, maybe a park. Where you could see the birds flying freely in the sky, the gentle breeze of the wind and maybe just maybe you could pretend that you're not trapped in the big mansion.

Unfortunately, every nice thing must come to an end. You woke up to the sound of the man who has been tormenting you for the last part of what? Years? Maybe... "My darling!" That cheerful voice instantly woke you up. He was covered in bandages, some of the bandages were bloody, showcasing his injuries, one of his eyes was covered with a patch. You wish you could gouge the other one just to make sure his dead blue eyes didn't look at you. Before you could say anything, he hugged you. After a minute or two, you pat his back

"Oh, I miss you so much," he snuggles against you and for a second, you thought about letting him be lovey-dovey with you. Is it from the isolation? Maybe. But suddenly everything turns cold when he whispers into your ear... "Did you try to escape again?" You swore a 10-year lifespan was cut in that time because of how calm his voice is which means Childe is pissed. You looked away, you couldn't bear the thought of looking into his dead eyes, usually he was smiling and teasing and yet those deep abyss eyes are enough to make you scared. You can't imagine what you would feel if you were to look into his eyes now.

"Hey, you tried to leave me again, didn't you? Those soldiers told me that you ran outside," you almost cursed those soldiers before realizing they also have no choice. It's either that they captured you or the risk of getting killed. That makes you feel at ease, hoping that at least some of them pitied you. But now you have to deal with this man. "I... " You couldn't mutter out more words. All you can do is just look down, Childe forced you to look up. To look at his eyes. "I give you everything you know? I give you money, a place to stay, everything a person could ever have wanted." Hearing that makes you want to reply with, 'but you didn't give me my freedom,' but you know it'll speed up the punishment.

"Why are you not talking? Do they cut off your tongue?" The way he casually said that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. Before you could say anything, he grabbed your wrist, he was bandaged, and you were sure he was beaten pretty badly, and yet even in that state of injury. He was able to dominate you so easily. It hurts you, a lot.

"Maybe I should punish you right now, the little bunny wants to escape so badly." he hugged you, so badly that the bunny ended up getting lost. He buried his face into the crook of your neck. "And then the bunny found Mr. Fox, he began to sniff your neck, "I..." You tried to push him away. At least you want to save your dignity! "Aww, what a cute bunny you are," he smiles. He always does, suddenly everything stops and then he pulls you closer

"Tell me, which one do you prefer?" He asked, "Which one do I prefer...?" This is new, he doesn't always ask your opinion whenever he punishes you. But you would rather he doesn't because the answer itself makes you almost faint on the spot ."Yeah, which one do you prefer being chopped off? Your legs or your hands?" You can't even say anything because you know it's game over.

The next day, you don't even have time to process what happened. All you know is that, now... You really can NEVER escape him.

The knight in shining black armor who gives you his heart

"Are you alright, dear?" His voice although calm, hid a sense of rage. He watches you from upstairs. You tremble at the sight of him looking at you, although you can't see his face... His gaze pierces through your soul leaving you feeling vulnerable and exposed. "Dear," you flinch, you gripped both of your hands, and before you knew it, he was in front of you. You let out a gasp before his hand gently pulls you closer. "My dear, answer me." That was not a request, but an order. "I'm fine, i'm just a bit tired these days..." You mutter weakly. How pathetic, just before you were so willing to fight against the harbinger. To yell, to insult and blatantly destroy any of the presents he gives to you

But after he decided that he had given you enough time does he truly show how he could break your mind and simply cause you to be permanently traumatized

You still remember the scars and the blood that filled your sight, during that time you learned that fighting him is useless. He easily pulled you closer and hugged you. How gentle his touches were and yet how rough his love was. He gives you everything and expects so little in return... But the little thing he asked you is what cost you everything. Your freedom was a payment for taking his heart. You wished you could give it back to him, to make him love you less just a little.

"Why don't we spend more time in the garden, dear? The flowers are blooming today," he said. You don't even need to walk because all he has been doing for some time is to carry you wherever you wish to go. It was a sweet gesture of his to carry you after he punished you. But it is also a gesture of dominance, a silent act of reminding you that he was the stronger one in this relationship. He was gentle with you, but he also took his title 'The Captain' seriously.

As gentle as he was with you, he can also be as stern. As he walked down the cold wall with you in his arms. You close your eyes and begin to imagine that you're in bed, and that you weren't kidnapped and forced to marry your kidnapper against your will. The fantasy soon came to an end when Capitano stopped walking and slowly put you down on a bench. You looked down at the grass. Unlike the outside, the inside garden was warmer, the grass was greener, the flowers were blooming, and the atmosphere was drastically different compared to the outside.

Capitano then kneels down in front of you, and he takes out his coat and wraps it around you. You hate to admit it, but the coat covered your entire back, and if Capitano were to button it up, you don't think you would be visible to anyone! "Why are you doing this to me?" You softly asked. Your voice comes out a bit too weak for your liking. As he buttoned up the coat, you noticed his hands were gentle on your body. "Because I love you, my dear," he said, "you love me so much you kidnapped me and forced me to stay with you against my wish?" The captain simply nodded. "The world outside is dangerous, believe in me who wishes nothing but to keep you safe, my dear." You gripped your hands, "I was fine until you came along and made the judgment without confining me first!" Your voice goes higher. "Do you remember those fatui that caught you from escaping?" He asked. You gulped and nodded, "Some of them barely reach 16 years old, and yet they easily overpower you. So do tell me dear, how can I trust you to be safe if you can't even protect yourself in the first place?"

"That's not a good comparison... They have training and have served under the Fatui for what? Months or years possibly! Comparing me to them is unfair and simply nonsense" you defend yourself. You frown, and your heart beats faster right now. "But my point still stands dear," he said, sitting beside you. Your thighs meet his. Somehow it sparks something in you that you refused to acknowledge. "In teyvat, there are monsters, humans and abyss creatures who won't care about the unbalanced fight. Those things are stronger than your average Fatui members. Regardless of the unfairness in my comparison. My point still stands, you are incapable of defending yourself." Hearing his words caused you to look away. He was right, and you hate him for it.

"No, my dear," he replied softly, his tone shifting to something more tender as he gathered you gently in his arms. The warmth of his embrace wrapped around you like a comforting blanket as he began to walk, the soft rustle of leaves underfoot contrasting with the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Each step felt both like a journey and a whirlwind, pulling you away from everything you thought you understood. "I simply took you before you get caught by it" he softly said. He treats you so gently, as if his mere touches could break you and shatter you into tiny pieces. It makes you feel so mad, as if he were the parent and you're the immature adult who can't think for yourself.

But what choice do you have? You can't confront him. Regardless of your feelings, you're trapped here, and if you attempt to escape again... "You won't get away this time, dear," he interrupts your thoughts, his voice steady and firm. "You have no grasp of this world." You looked at him, "You have no idea the monster that lurks in the dark, the evil who watches you waiting for the time when you let your guard down." You almost accused him of being one himself.

As he carried you to the room, you noticed the mansion felt even colder. Instinctively, you move a bit closer seeking warmth. He noticed that he opened the door and put you onto the bed. Unlike what most people said, you did not feel even the slightest excitement. How could you? This is the man who took you, forced you to be his spouse and insisted that you are incapable of defending yourself. The captain was gentle. But his gentleness feels like a joke. He sat on the bed. All he did was just watch you it was eerily too calm, too... Quiet. You can't see his face- but you know his eyes are looking at you- he was analyzing you, it felt inhumane.

You quickly come to understand that what will push you to the very edge of madness is not his gentleness that envelops you in a false sense of security, nor the tempestuous rage that simmers just beneath the surface—no, it is the intensity of his gaze. Those eyes, sharp and penetrating, each glance holds an unsettling power, lingering in the air like a charged storm, leaving you feeling exposed and vulnerable, teetering on the brink of chaos.

[harukirisaki]

Main Four: Escapist S/O with a Three Year Old

This ask disappeared for some reason so I’m really sorry about that. A few other disappeared as well and I don’t know why, luckily I took pictures so I still have them.

Im going to separate them to make it to make it different than the poly relationship ones, I hope you don't mind.

Gon:

• Imagining this baby boy having a baby boy, it's the cutest thing. Not really as a Yandere but you get the point.

• After being gone for four years he became desperate, anyone with any information of you had become important to him. He was patient at first but he can only last so long. He probably went to your family and friends and asked about you. If they know he'll take care of them one way or another.

• Once he finds you he is ecstatic. He sits outside of your apartment, jumping up and down just waiting to walk in and hug you. But when he sees you walking past the slightly open window with something in your arms, he freezes. Gon simply stops and stares at the moving bundle in your arms. At first he might not understand, but once he thinks about what this might mean, he grows furious.

• Lets just say he jumped to the conclusion that it is your but might not be his.

• Gon enters your house by breaking the front door open. You are obviously surprised and jump back from the place near the window, the child in your arms now crying. He storms around the apartment, looking for any sign of another guy in your life. When he finds nothing he storms over to you and demands to know where the baby came from.

• Out of fear of his immense aura, you would be quick to say it's his. Just like that he switches back to his happy, go lucky self.

• You'll be shaken up by this of course, but he won't pay any mind when he rips the child from your arms and holds it in his. He will shush it and calm it down easily while dotting both you and them for doing such a good job.

• Gon will grab your hand and drag you to the couch or bedside, whatever is closer, and hold the both of you close. By now the toddler won't be crying anymore and instead laughing and playing with their dad. They may not have been outright told who their dad was or what they look like, but the baby will know.

• Speaking of the toddler, this thing would be beyond adorable. Big round eyes and a button nose, chubby cheeks and spiky blackish-green hair, they will be adorable.

• I don't think Gon will ask why you left, instead he will just take you two somewhere safe and make sure you can't leave again. You or the child.

Killua:

• Luckily Killua doesn't have a baby thing like Illumi or Kurapika, but he'd still be proud to be a father.

• When he finds you he is beyond surprised that you were able to evade him for such a long time. Sadly the little chase must come to an end, and it ends now.

• You've been gone for so long that anyone who had or as an affiliation with you is dead, pretty much no questions asked. Because you have been running off for so long you probably would not know this, the only way you would be able to escape for so long is because you left everything behind. It's sad but that is how it would have to be.

• When he finds you he will be beyond pissed off, I mean you left him for four years. That won't ever happen again and he'll make sure of it. Still, he won't show how pissed he is, instead it will be covered by an eerily calm and dull mask.

• He would enter the home you've been staying in at night, carefully maneuvering in the dark to get to you. Killua will start to notice some strange things, kids toys? Small baby bottles? He would instantly know why you left, and in return he would understand your fear, but that won't stop him.

• Instead of going to your room he will find out where the toddler is. Killua would sneak in undetected and loom over the crib/small bed, his child resting inside. The assassin would instantly know it's his, his chest swelling with a sense of pride. The fluffy white hair and pale skin are a huge indication as to who is the father.

• Carefully and gently he would wake up the kid, calmly whispering sweet nothings and how his daddy is home. The toddler would instantly understand, and will excitingly jump up and out of bed to tell you.

• You will wake up by being roughly shaken by your kid, a small questioning 'what' slipping past your lips. Why the hell you they be so excited at this hour? But when your sleepy gaze pulls them in, and your eyes settle on the dark figure looming in the doorway, you know what's wrong. Killua would calmly watch before stepping forward into the moonlight.

• You would be afraid, your child would be happy and tapping about how daddy's home, and Killua would have a smug look across his features.

• That will be that, Killua would use the kid as a hostage of sorts, as insurance to keep you with him. The bouncing baby would be a target to his family, but nothing will happen to the kid or you for as long as he lives.

Kurapika:

• Oh dear, one of the scarier yanderes of the Hunter x Hunter universe. At least for me.

• This guy is already unhinged because of you leaving, being gon for so long, without anyone to keep him in check, everyone would be killed.

• Do you guys remember the Kurapika having an S/O who just vanishes? Yeah, he would give up after six or so years, depending on how long it takes to slaughter anyone who might have a vendetta against him.

• When four years hits he is hunting down the Phantom Troupe, at least starting to hunt them down. He will be wondering the rooftops trying to find the Troupe, maybe he is currently trailing a few of them.

• If like to imagine you accidentally bump paths with them on your way to wherever you are going. Like your walking through the streets with your son/daughter and you accidentally bump shoulders with them. You would apologize (like a decent human being) and move on your merry way. (I might actually turn this into a short story because it sounds fun;))

• If That happens Kurapika would be holding his breath, because you have been found and you were too close to the enemy.

• Weare talking about Kurapika so obviously he would be angry you have left, but seeing you happy and with his child... he's beyond relieved. I mean just look at the kid! Cute blonde hair and round, brown eyes with a round face and gleeful smile.

• I can see Kurapika being very calm about the situation, which would be terrifying since he's a bit emotional. He would meet you at your house with a blank expression.

• When you two meet again he will have mixed emotions. Should he be angry, disappointed, relieved, happy? Honestly he doesn't know.

• But he knows one thing, you won't escape again. He will act like the nice guy to your kid and try to paint you as a damsel in distress. He will manipulate your kid to start being as protective as himself, and he will do this with all of your kids. Kurapika wants more children, he wants a big family, and he'll make sure he has one.

• He will trap you and lock you up, making sure your kids learn to be like him. The kids will also be a bargaining chip, you won't want to leave them but they won't want to leave their dad.

• He might not be as angry as usual, but his manipulation will surely compensate.

Leorio:

• This guy would be deathly irritated at everything if you left him for so long. He would snap at pretty much everyone for the smallest of things. But finally, after devoting so much time in finding you he has finally done it.

• Leorio would simply find you in the street and try and pluck you to the side to give you a piece of his mind. Though before he can do that you are met with some other girls, instantly he would be both curious and more irritated.

• He would take his time brooding in the dark alleyways as your group walks to a daycare. The black haired guy would furrow his brows as he watched you smile and pick up a small kid. The two of you would be laughing.

• Leorio's mood is ever changing from irritated to super happy. This would be one of those moments. He would immediately smile to himself and calmly follow you on your way home.

• When you make it home you see a man standing near your doorway, you are nervous about this man but he doesn't seem threatening. That is until you realize who it is.

• Simple 'Hey babe' exchanges will be given, your son/daughter asking who the man is. Your too frozen to answer.

• So he does for you. He'll answer with his name and then his affiliation with you, this will make your child's day. They had a dad?! That crazy!

• They'll jump into Leorio's arms and start talking about random things. Leorio would act as if nothing happened, as if he was just gone on a business trip or something. And that's what the toddler will be told too, he was gone for a really long business trip.

• You on the other hand will know, and despite him not outright using the kid to threaten you, you probably won't even try. His firework like temper would be enough to scare you into submission.

[harukirisaki]

How calming the night is...

Featuring- [The Geo Liyue Archon, Zhongli]

Mention: [venti - Traveler]

Zhongli drinks the wine and looks at the storyteller. Hearing opera performances and doing arts have become his favorite hobbies to spend his time after he decided to live as a mortal in the human world. He once invited the traveler to come with him.

"mmh?" Zhongli snapped back to reality and saw the storyteller looking at him, Zhongli smiled and nodded to which the storyteller happily continued the performance. Ah yes, he was watching the performance about the rex Lapis who unfortunately had died. Zhongli drinks the tea amongst the other humans who all do not seem to realize the god they have been worshipping and love is near them.

Zhongli however had no intention of telling the truth, after the opera had ended, Zhongli took a night walk while enjoying the gentle breeze of the cold night past him. Every moment of it reminds Zhongli about the sacrifices it took for Liyue to reach a peaceful era. Liyue was built upon rivers of blood and piles of unfortunate living beings who died in the war..

Zhongli no longer needs to see common people suffer due to monsters and war. This Is the era of peace, the era that he, and Guizhong as well as all of his adepti have fought so hard for. And with the traveler always visiting every nation. Zhongli has no doubt that the traveler will always come to Liyue's rescue. Zhongli has faith in everyone's relationship with the blond-haired hero. If the traveler doesn't fight for him, Zhongli knows that at least the traveler will fight for others.

As Zhongli strolled through the serene stillness of the night, he stumbled upon a weathered wooden bench beneath the gentle glow of the moonlight. He settled himself comfortably, allowing the cool night air to wrap around him like a soft blanket. His gaze drifted to the small lake shimmering before him, where the moon's silvery reflection danced delicately on the water’s surface, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of light. The surrounding trees whispered softly in the breeze, their leaves rustling as if sharing secrets with the night. The tranquil scene invited a moment of reflection, and Zhongli felt a profound peace wash over him, the world’s hustle and bustle momentarily forgotten.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. In this moment, everything ends in silence. No screams, no tears, nothing can be heard, how calming... How... Beautiful... The world is, Zhongli remembers when he had to protect his people, protect his loved ones, and protect himself, his spear sliced and stabbed through the monster's body, how they perished in front of him, how their blood filled his point of view and all he could see was red. How his hands are always soaked in life fluid, Zhongli swore at some point. He once had a bath in a sea of blood with the amount of dead bodies surrounding him.

Zhongli remembers the way life slowly goes away from someone, whether that is the humans, the adepti, or... Even Guizhong herself. His heart has shattered more than it should have, at some point, Zhongli becomes numb with the pain of losing his loved one, and drinking osmanthus wine while chatting with his old friends is a bygone memory. A treasure he kept in his golden threads... His heart.

He opens his eyes, the moonlight still shone so brightly amidst the cloud in the sky. The bird has returned to its nest. The fluffy dog has long since fallen into a deep slumber. The mischievous cat took its nap on a tree, Zhongli was certain it was the same cat the blond-haired hero had to take down from a tree because it got scared. Humans returned to their homes and fell asleep in their beds. Saved from danger and freed from hunger. Zhongli was by no means homeless, he just loves the way the wind has blessed him tonight. He ought to thank Barbatos after this.

The former geo archon made his way back to the main city, it's night after all, he, who lives his life as a human must follow the human custom as well, it's time to go back. To go back to his home. Liyue.

[harukirisaki]

hello! this is azen13. thank you so much for your ask, first and foremost. i think my ask rules may have been a little unclear, which i apologize for, as i do write for ayato! if you'd prefer i write for him instead of sunday, or even all three if you'd like, feel free to send me an ask letting me know. thank you again for your ask and have a wonderful day!

Hello, haha I see, go ahead if you want to write all three of them at once.

[harukirisaki]

The thing that we love...

Featuring- [Venti, The Anemo God Of mondstat] -

How long has it been since he last saw him? The nameless bard who once smiled and took care of him? The nameless bard who once protected him from danger? The nameless bard who once sang a song and wished for freedom?

Venti opened his eyes and looked at the sky, did he fall asleep? Most likely not, a god does not need sleep, after all, venti gets up from the grass and looks beside him, there's an apple and a lake right in front of him. Slowly, venti made his way to the lake and saw his reflection in water.

... It's him... The nameless bard, the face, the hair, and the eyes are all the same. But... Venti was not the nameless bard, the bard had died a long time ago and all that was left of him was Venti and perhaps the mondstat as well.

Tick! Ah, the water begins to shake as Venti's hand makes contact with the water's surface. His reflection slowly turns blurry and slowly returns to its original state. "... My friend," Venti softly whispers. In The Death of Night, venti has no one but himself. Seeing how peaceful the mondstat was after the storm terror crisis, venti couldn't help but be grateful for how his nation was doing. Sure, unlike most archons venti isn't exactly controlling his nation like others...

But for Venti, to be able to blend in with his people and communicate with them without any sort of formality was more than enough, there was no need for people to bow down to him and for others to look at him with fear in their eyes, the sight of his people dancing and singing in the city was more than what he could have asked for. Seeing the little children run carefree and the youngsters finding their true love and exploring the world in his name was everything.

... Venti snaps back to reality, he chuckles to himself, the sun has risen. How long has he lost himself in his thoughts? Venti smile. "Today...is another peaceful day of mondstat," Venti stood up, then picked up his hat and put it on, and so, the bard made his way to the place he has always been at-

-"Ah! It's the bard!" The child with brown hair smiles! Soon, others follow her and go to the bard. "Excited aren't we?" He asked, the audience nodded. His fingers make their way to the lyre and soon a gentle melody comes out. The people watch in awe, that's right. There was no need for them to bow down to him, to get on their knees and show respect, there was no need for the formality.

Venti smiles and begins to sing a song while playing a beautiful melody with his lyre. The era of war has long since passed, the people no longer have to live in fear and there was no need for bloodshed, tears of goodbyes, and losing loved ones anymore.

Venti was content, he was happy, and he was sure that "He" was happy too. This is what they have been fighting for, this is what those people back then fought hard for, died for, and prayed for. The Anemo Archon may have not descended upon them like he was expected for, but rest assured for each child of Mondstat has always known that-

The Anemo Archon Barbatos, The God Of Freedom has always watched them and cared for them. Even if Venti can't tell them how much he loves them, the wind will surely whisper his love to them.

"May the wind guide you"

[harukirisaki]

Welcome to my blog,

Call me author-san/haru is fine,

I'm just here to post on whatever I have and like.

Content:

ANGST

Yandere

Anime/gacha game

Novel

Sometimes about food and drinks

Everyone is welcome here except:

Racist

Pedo

Toxic anon

Rude people in general tbh

Feel free to send a request,

I wrote an interaction, headcanon, scenarios, imagine, and many more! Just specify what sort of answer you would like when you request a character!

Fandom that I wrote for:

HXH

Demon slayer

Danganronpa (trigger havoc)

Danganronpa (2)

Danganronpa (3)

Genshin impact

Honkai star rail

Punishing gray raven

Naruto

Wuthering waves

Tbhk (I don't read the manga anymore so it's only up to kou, nene, mitsuba, hanako, tsukasa and teru)

Diabolik lovers

Honorable mention :

Sometimes I'll publish a beta of my novel or a certain art of them. For the most part, it's just an art concept or concept scenario~

Feel free to be here and read my post or whatever.

Honorable mention (2)

This account is created for ANGST so for the most part you're not gonna get a happy ending. Of course, you have fluff here too, everything is possible but angst is the main dominant content in this blog

Don't be shy to send a request, feel free to give me your ideas and requests for the character. I can't promise you it'll be any good but I can promise you I'll try to answer them to the best of my ability.

I'm not exactly a good writer so you're most likely gonna have a half baked writing, but I promise I'm trying!

You can only request 2-3 characters, so please don't request 5-??? Characters to write for! This is for the sake of me and others who may have sent a request and are still waiting for me to answer them!

What I did not write:

Nsfw (I'm uncomfortable with writing it)

Yandere reader

An actual real person (pls no idol or VA as yandere)

Religion (It feels extremely disrespectful for me)

Child abuse (specifically about future yandere with reader's child,)

For now this is the only thing that I won't write. I'll update it in future

Thank you for reading~