charlie990

[charlie990]

BEYOND THE VEIL

Disclaimer: Genshin does not belong to me. I do not promote any wrongs committed within this fanfiction. Whatever happens in this story stays within the bounds of fiction and should not be attempted in real life. Content Warning: Vomiting, Garbage Eating, PTSD, Graphic Violence, Implied Suicidal Thoughts, Swearing, Original Character

[ MASTERLIST | CH1 | CH2 | CH3 ]

CHAPTER 2 | ANOMALY

... Kim retched out the slimy slivers of meat alongside a smattering of bile on the pavement, the repulsive taste of rotten chicken tainting her tongue no matter how many times she spat and coughed. Her hands shook, and her thinning arms buckled beneath her weight.

She curled up into a ball and gurgled out a weak sob. Why? Why? What did she or her parents do to deserve this?

Why!?

Why!?

... Why...?

... Everything hurts.

Kim still remembered her parents' blank, lifeless gazes, their skulls blown out by the pistol held by that, that bastard.

She wanted to avenge her Mom and Dad, she wanted to cry, she wanted to scream and shout damnation at this fucking cruel unfair world for letting this happen, but she couldn't even croak out another sob as her eyelids fell heavy.

... She just wanted to disappear.

Every several nights or so, all of Teyvat would bear witness to a shower of blessings from the Universal Will. From the heavens far beyond the earth, shooting stars holding blessings for weapons and acolytes alike would pour down from the sky.

An acolyte would either be granted the Will's guidance or — if they were already under It — their attunement to the constellations above would be strengthened, thus letting more of Its power flow within them.

A weapon would either materialize in the hands of one of the Will's blessed acolytes for their use, or be used as materials to enhance other weapons in the hands of Its acolytes with Its strength.

But when Mona Megistus trekked her way out of Liyue through the Stone Gate on her way to Mondstadt City, she saw something different when she looked up to admire the evening sky tonight. Instead of the showers of blue, violet, or golden shooting stars she saw every so often-

A blood red streak slowly cast across the heavens, its glow flickering like a dying lamp amongst the gentle, dark blue hues of the canvas of Teyvat's heavens. The color felt like an omen of violence, descending onto the world that the Heavenly Principles claimed as their own.

A droplet of blood tainted with poison, falling into the still, untouched surface of this world.

Even as the red comet disappeared into the eastern horizon, the astronomer couldn't help but feel that something would happen. Not her getting ambushed – she could handle just fine against some Treasure Hoarders – but something big.

Something that would take Teyvat by storm.

If anything was to happen in the following next days, Mona thought that she ought to at least inform the Knights of Favonius what she saw tonight.

... The Greater Lord Rukkhadevata felt something that night. That was an understatement.

A pulse that flowed from the roots of the Irminsul, flowing up the tree like veins of rapidly growing vines. Its sensation, initially, felt like a violent cleansing flame.

Nobody heard her scream as her non-corporeal form collapsed.

But then the hellish burning petered out, eventually becoming, a gentle warmth? She, also felt, light. Invigorated. As if something had shed from her being...

'... My, corruption...?' Was all the Dendro Archon could utter as she held out her non-corporeal palms up to face her. Black liquid from the Abyss started filling her skin in flowing veins, converging towards her fingertips and seeping into the grass beneath her palms.

The grass died out instantly, but in their place, Dendrobiums only native to Inazuma just as quickly, each droplet of the Abyss a seed of the impossible.

'... No, only the Rightful-' Rukkhadevata realized what was happening to herself.

To the Irminsul.

To all of Teyvat.

The Heavenly Principles may have purged the memories of all mortals, but as the avatar of Teyvat's history and its fabric of existence, she never forgot her. After all, the Heavenly Principles came from beyond and usurped her, but in the end never got absolute dominion of this world and its laws.

Only she could turn the ichor of the Abyss into life.

The Rightful Creator had returned.

... She saw nothingness.

... She didn't know how much time had elapsed, all was just a void of pitch black.

Devoid of time. Devoid of space.

... And then, a light.

A piercing dot of white light that blinded Kim. What urged her to move forth? She didn't know, but she did anyway. Even when she couldn't feel her body to tell if she's moving, she still moved towards the light.

... Next to the light was a human silhoutte.

'Hello?' She called out, but no sound came out her throat.

As Kim got closer to the light, she started recognizing more features of the human beside it. They had long, indescribably long hair, colored like an iridescent night sky speckled full of stars, flowing like an endlessly gushing river into the void beyond the light's reach.

They were a woman, wearing pristine white robes draped over her body. On her form, countless golden accessories glistened brightly against the bright light, which she held in her hands. And to top it all off, this woman's head was crowned with a large, floating golden ring, from which eight spikes floated by like the palisades of a spiked crown.

... But her face.

She had her face.

Her own face, on someone else's head.

Albeit, the wrinkles and the two scars marring her face were absent. Her skin was pale and supple; a direct contrast to her own. Her eyes shone and glittered like precious gemstones, their color gently changing hues.

'Who are you?' Kim demanded her doppelganger, but just like earlier, not a sound came out her lips.

But as if hearing her soundless words, the ethereal woman with her face stopped hovering her hands all across the ball of bright light she held. It hovered in place in the void.

"The proper question is..." The woman spoke, her voice catching Kim off guard with how exactly alike it was to her own. The doppelganger turned to face her with a blank look, yet her eyes now suddenly glowing a fiery blood red light instead of the gentle, stirring hues within them.

"Do you remember who you are?"

Kim woke up with a start, sitting up with a tight grip on the a root of the tree she sat on. "... What the fuck was that!?" She cussed out under a breath, perplexed from this, this vision she had.

But then her instinct kicked in, and the armored patted all the pouches and pockets she had on her armor, clothing, and equipment to check if nothing was missing-

... Huh?

Something new was in her trousers, particularly in the right front pocket. She reached in-

Huh?

Grabbed the object within, and pulled out to reveal a smartphone?

Huh?

The contractor's head raced with countless perplexed questions, but above all, her muscle memory took over by having her glove hand click the power button at the side.

11:28PM. And a notification reading 'Welcome back, Rightful Creator.'

"I ffffffffucking need to walk." Kim figured that sleeping too long was causing her to tweak out in the weirdest Goddamn way, so with a mighty grunt from the heft of everything weighing her being, she stood up.

As she walked, the woman cleared out the notification and – with a moment of removing her right glove – unlocked the phone with her usual PIN.

She blinked. There's a signal coverage here? Kim didn't know how, or why, but dammit, she'll take it; she needed a map of this, this game world. But, considering she's definitely not dreaming nor in some afterlife, is this even a game anymore?

The Knights of Favonius had a rude awakening this morning.

Citizens, adventurers, and knights of the walled city alike encountered an anomalous plant phenomena in Starfell Valley this morning, and the concerned reports on it were piling as the hours ticked by. Acting Grandmaster Jean had appointed Amber to investigate this, so here the Outrider was, briskly heading out the gate that bordered the outside from Mondstadt proper.

"Unusual vegetation appearing is a rare occasion, but it happens. The odd thing, is why are there so many reports this morning?" The brunette wondered aloud as she clutched the pile of written reports in both hands, rifling through their contents; they were all consistent with one another. "Of the same phenomena, nonetheless-"

The Outrider simply turned left after crossing the bridge, and there it was.

The grass and bushes around the path leading towards the Whispering Woods had all but wilted, lying as dry husks on the dirt. But along the middle of the beaten road where no plants bloom, was a big linear bed of flowers.

Dendrobiums, glowing under the sun in all their crimson glory, far from the bloodbathed fields of Inazuma where they only bloom.

Amber could see right in front of her eyes the grass rot and the lycoris bloom right after, the pace like that of something walking on the ground. The sight was like a cursed blade, carved slowly and deftly across Mondstadt's soil, leaving a bleeding, necrotic cut that gnawed on the very earth.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'm sorry bruh life has been busy for me recently aurgh, but blegh, finally got back to this after months! Yippeeee!!!

[charlie990]

A king who doesn't really want to and isn't able to run the kingdom properly catches wind of a noble woman who wants to kill him to take over and he realizes she is extremely competent so he decides to propose to her to save everyone the hassle and they have a surprisingly healthy relationship.

[charlie990]

[charlie990]

he would NOT stand a chance against all the endoskeletons in TJOC attacking him at once

those fuck ass animatronics would not have stood a chance against this absolute god

[charlie990]

bro im speechless; me writing a shitpost level sagau crackfic is my most popular post so far

[charlie990]

epic upload as usual

tho lemme guess something, does V1 having a female voice happened to be inspired by Mirage (that alternate V1 wearing a highschool uniform)?

Raining Blood and Steel (Ultrakill x Genshin Impact)

Thanks to @charlie990 for coming up with an idea for the title!

Idea based on @valeriele3's Live Stream post

Reader is Gender Neutral

Warning: Violence and gore. Also Hakita saying things that he likely has never said.

0-5 1-1 << YOU ARE HERE 1-2

MONDSTADT /// FIRST BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND STRAYS

REAL STRUCTURES CLASH WITH A FAKE WORLD.

(A/N: Whomever guesses the title's reference gets a cookie)

You surmised that it took around two minutes to finish your elevator drop.

Eventually, V1 and V2 landed on the elevator's ground floor with two sturdy thuds. Somehow, the long drop didn't give you any negative effects or ailments.

V1 placed you on the ground and she looked squarely at you. "You ready?" She asked and you simply nodded with a slightly concerned expression.

As you stepped forward, you noticed that same black-and-white splotched terminal at the right side of the elevator. Deciding to approach it, it booted up and displayed a tip of the day.

Tip of the Day: Hell may have difficulty attempting to convert some individuals. Protect them!

This intrigued you, and V2 as well; he responded with: "I guess even Hell has its limits I guess. Maybe it's because this is a different world or something."

Swapping over to the weapons tab, you noticed that a new variant for your revolver was unlocked: the Marksman for 7,500 points. You hesitated no time in buying the weapon, and suddenly your dual revolvers were gone but now you had a revolver with four coins in its little display section.

You tried flicking your right arm and a coin suddenly flicked into the air. Afterwards both V1 and V2 witnessed your attempts to shoot a coin before you did it... after 10 tries.

"...Here's an idea, [Name]. Why don't you just flick your coins, then yell at us to shoot them for you?" V2 replied with a little bit of deadpan in his voice.

"Sounds good enough..." you replied, finally stepping towards the elevator's exit doors and into the first "level."

Your chat was forced to watch you screw up your coin shots from your perspective. Discourse ensued.

johnifer donated $0.69: This guy trash bro

feetusdeletussthenyeetus: fr fr (I don't get it)

valeriele3: Guys be nice to them! Video games do not boost actual aim.

johnifer: SHUT UP WOMAN

TERMINAL_069: Is this normal?

Adm!ra1-M4son: Sometimes.

Then, when you exited the elevator, everyone witnessed the first "level" you and the two V machines entered.

Immediately, they saw Mondstadt's bridge leading to the game's all too familiar city of freedom, but screen-like walls blocked every other pathway meaning that the only way to go is forward.

Text then showed up on the stream screen:

MONDSTADT /// LIMBO /// FIRST HEART OF THE NORTHERN WINDS

NaviaLover291 donated $1.00 Limbo?

johnifer donated $0.69 It's the first layer of hell, sinners brought here are supposed to suffer in a fake world

You approached the gate and it slowly opened to reveal a town square with a supposed four-way street. Speakers playing wind and bird sounds hid behind even faker trees, with holographic leaves covering nails on poorly-impersonated logs. A fountain sat in the square, but its water was holographic.

Looking in all directions, the right path was dead, but the left and forward paths led elsewhere.

The left path led to a red skull pedestal blocking a circular doorway with red markings, meaning a red skull was present. Back at the town square, you then decided to take the forward path which led to a stone hallway with unopenable doors. V1 decided to scout forward and she slid through.

And then when she entered the next room, it led to filth, a few drones, and four streetcleaners spawning.

V1 wasted no time and she immediately pulled out her shotgun and began projectile boosting at the filth. Meanwhile, you tried coin-shotting some of the enemies while running around but failed to hit your coins. Luckily, V2 took out a revolver and shot two of the coins you missed.

The coins flew into two of the drones, which V1 and V2 managed to dodge.

DESTRUCTIVE + ASSISTEDRICOSHOT x 2 + ASSISTEDRICOSHOT x 1

0329: Teamwork makes the dreamwork!

Mike: That is a bold-faced lie and you know it

feetusdeletussthenyeetus: very relatable, every time I was in a group project back in school my groupmates always forced me to do all the work

"Thanks V2!" You said before switching to your dual revolvers and shooting at the remaining filth chasing your friends.

DESTRUCTIVE + KILL + DOUBLE KILL + KILL

Once the enemies were cleared in the now blood-covered room, the doors to the next room opened, and you three entered a wide hallway with tavern-like elements.

"Angel's Share..." you muttered before the doors leading here locked up and a few strays, soldiers, and another large group of filth spawned. V1 and V2 wasted no time clearing up the enemies, the former abusing a sawblade launcher with magnets and the latter utilizing a familiar red rail cannon to blow up a cluster of filth. All you could do was dash around and shoot at random targets V1 and V2 would kill anyway.na

DESTRUCTIVE + KILL ASSIST + KILL ASSIST + DOUBLE KILL ASSIST + KILL ASSIST

V1 and V2's bloody carnage painted the floors (and you) red and with nothing left for you to kill. "No kills for me?" You jokingly asked.

Makitasbookshelf: V1 and V2 got the experience lol

3929: Don't worry! You're only just getting used to it!!

However, when you noticed a red pedestal rise from the ground, you didn't wait for a response as you walked up and took the red skull from its pedestal.

Retracing your steps to the town square, however, you were greeted with an unexpected sight.

You were greeted by the sight of Bennett and Razor attempting to dodge the shots of a group of three drones. "What are these things?!" The former yelled as the latter tried to attack the drones with his elemental burst, but they kept flying off and retaliating with their shots. "Purple things... annoying!" He yelled, before dodging another shot.

Wasting no time, you slid into their view and shot up the lesser machines, parrying them away from the two Mondstadtians so the drones' kamikazes failed.

DESTRUCTIVE + PARRY + KILL + PARRY + KILL + PARRY + KILL

Unfortunately, after the drones died, a Malicious Face spawned in.

"Ohhhh crap a Maurice!" You screamed as you swapped back to your dual revolvers and shot at the thing. As it fired hell orb projectiles at you, V1 returned the favor by shooting them with her sharpshooter revolver, causing them to explode.

DESTRUCTIVE + KILL ASSIST

Unfortunately, one of the projectiles exploded near you. "Ow- shit! Fuck!" You screamed, lying on the floor. "Sorry!" V1 said, before moving close to you and denting her arm again to let blood spill onto you.

"Wha- you don't have to do that..." You awkwardly said, your hoodie now drenched in V1's blood. "It's fine!" She responded. "I always help those on my side."

With your wounds healed, you turned to Bennett and Razor. "Hey. How have you two been holding up in here?"

Bennett looked a little off-put at how V1 let her blood run on you. He was about to speak up until Razor spoke in a hushed voice. "So many scary things! Green things, purple things, white things..." his voice grew angrier when he said the next part. "They killed Lupical! Bad things!"

Bennett nervously continued the conversation. "Yeahhh... what Razor said. Buncha strange figures started attacking us. Killed Razor's wolves, and they nearly managed to get me when I knocked into a food cart!"

"Then follow us," V2 responded. "We know how to get out of this situation." You then placed your red skull on its unlock pedestal and entered the red door.

Unbeknownst to you all, Ultrakill's Discord was in panic mode.

Users flooded every channel with theories and thoughts on your livestream. Throughout the discourse, Hakita put out another message regarding the situation:

"This is as wild to me as it is to all of you. I do not know how anything of this magnitude is even conceivable, let alone possible."

A group of users had gotten to watching your livestream in a voice chat.

"Bro V1 and V2 are just stealing this mofo's kills," One user said, watching as V1 and V2 cleared out a group of filth and strays with malicious railcannons. Another user, seeing you miss your coin shots, exclaimed: "OH MY GOD JUST HIT A SHOT ALREADY GOD DAMN!!!"

"Maybe use something other than your revolvers?" V2 remarked in a deadpan tone. "You have a shotgun, you know."

"Oh I'm stupid-" you responded before pulling out your core eject shotgun. Immediately you just devolved to projectile boosting at any enemy you saw, which didn't give you much style but at least you got some kills.

CHAOTIC + PROJECTILE BOOST + PROJECTILE BOOST

"He's just like me fr fr" a third user said.

...Bennett and Razor mostly stood idle as they watched V1 and V2 obliterate everything in the room.

The next few rooms, consisting of a windmill room, a forest room, and a plains room, relied more on machines and demons such as malicious faces than husks. This also made your job harder; malicious faces were immune to explosions including projectile boosts. Thankfully, V1 and V2 still handled most enemies while you mopped up anything they missed.

Also, Bennett's bad luck decided to strike in the plains room. He attempted to kill one of the streetcleaners with his sword, but he missed his strike due to the machine moving a bit to the left. The flamethrower machine beeped with a blue flash...

...only for two hitscan shots to hit the fucker two times in the head, killing it instantaneously. "You alright?!" You yelled with your dual revolvers in your hands, running up to Bennett among the carnage to help him get on his feet.

"Yeah... thanks for the save." He said, smiling. "Thanks for the save, whomever you are."

"It's [Name]," you responded with a goofy grin. "Just call me [Name]."

Bennett's expression then molded into one as if a lightbulb went over his head.

"Hang on, you're that guy who controlled the traveler!" He exclaimed, much to your confusion. "...Oh fuck self-aware Genshin is real-"

"Everyone kept calling you 'Your Grace' though... Fischl told me that it had to do with you creating the world or something," he continued. "But you look very ordinary to me! Like, aside from your strange clothing, I can't really sense anything divine on you at all..."

"N-Not that I'm trying to offend you or anything!" He finished, rubbing his head a little. You chuckled in response, telling him that you're fine and that he shouldn't be worried about that.

Finally, after clearing out a few more rooms of lesser machines, the five of you approached two doors with a skull on them.

The new room was octagonal, with small carts and vendors arranged neatly around the walls. Also located in this room was the elevator to the next level, but a large, familiar, and dreadful statue buried in the ground blocked its path.

The hideous mass emerged from the ground and immediately assailed the three of you with its mortar arms. Dashing out of the way, you immediately assaulted the hideous mass with projectile boosted shotgun rounds. V1 and V2, with their superior arsenals, used screwdriver railcannons to fire two screws into the massive demon.

"Get the corkscrew blows!" V1 yelled, and you immediately punched at the two screws the two V machines fired.

CHAOTIC + CORKSCREW BLOW + CORKSCREW BLOW

V1 and V2 decided to dish out their entire arsenal, with the former hailing cannonballs and firing saws into the foul demon while the latter hit the thing with a pump charge impact hammer. It didn't go down as fast as it did in the base game though...

"I bet Hell infused this bastard with some shit!" V2 angrily and snarkily remarked.

Meanwhile, all Bennett and Razor could do was frantically dodge the demon's mortar rounds. Miraculously, they never got hit once, although they did get covered in a lot of blood.

"I didn't think my bad luck was this bad!" The former yelled. "This isn't bad luck, it's an eldritch abomination!" V2 responded.

And then the demon used its shockwave attack. "Bennett, Razor, jump over that unless you wanna lose your legs!" And thankfully, they both did. Then, the hideous mass used its clap attack, which thankfully hit no one.

...But then the giant demon decided to hit you with its harpoon right at your chest, which although you could heal via blood did not take away your ability to feel pain.

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHH HOLY SHIT THIS FUCKING BURNS!" You howled, frantically punching at the harpoon to force it to retract back at the hideous mass. This greatly angered you and once it got back upright you dashed toward the demon's belly and simultaneously punched, slapped, and shot your shotgun at it.

CHAOTIC + BITCHSLAP + BITCHSLAP + DISRESPECT + DISRESPECT + BITCHSLAP

Unfortunately, then the demon decided to enrage.

BRUTAL + ENRAGED

The hideous mass flipped its torso over and frantically fired hell mortar rounds everywhere. Thankfully, its exposed weakspots meant that all three of you could assault the thing at once. After a bit more barraged fire, you got the final shot and caused the thing to sputter and leak blood before exploding.

BRUTAL + BIG KILL

...It also covered all of you, including Bennett and Razor, in blood.

"Eugh, this is gross..." the former said, and the latter huffed and agreed. "...I hope you two get used to it," V2 responded. "Because there's going to be a whole lotta blood..."

"Yeah, me and this red guy known as V2 over here are basically powered by blood. I'm V1 by the way!" V1 waved at Bennett as if the current situation was just a normal day.

As the elevator to the next level opened up, Bennett and Razor looked a little mortified but shook it off. "...Okay..." The former responded. "You three... strange. But you three help us! Like Lupical!"

As you approached the elevator, however, you realized that you weren't sure if Bennett and Razor could survive the long falls. "Guys, uh, I don't think Bennett and Razor would be able to survive the long falls..."

"...Fuck you're right," V1 and V2 responded simultaneously. However, the doors then opened without anyone approaching them, showing that the insides had an actual elevator instead of just a long drop downwards.

Entering the elevator, there was a note which you picked up. It read:

e n j o y y o u r r i d e . : )

"...Yeah, this is fine." You simply said before beckoning everyone to head in. The internals of the elevator were akin to that of an actual elevator, but with no buttons or keypads, just a screen.

Then once everyone entered the elevator, the doors shut... and then the elevator headed down at the speed that V1 would normally drop.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!" Bennett yelled as he and Razor clung on to each other, although you and the two V machines remained unfazed from the experience.

1-1: BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND STRAYS: COMPLETED

A/N: This series is finally back after a while. I actually suffered a little bit of writer's block for this. Bennett and Razor weren't actually meant to appear initially, but I added them for fun.

A/N 2: Is my writing by any chance faltering? Lemme know because I'm open to criticism.

Taglist: @valeriele3, @bunniotomia, @feetusdeletussthenyeetus, @quantoom

[charlie990]

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Crack SAGAU Plot Drabble

A/N: Sometimes, there are times that random crack SAGAU plotlines pop into my head and I can't get them out of my head. If I decide to make a series out of these writing shitposts my brain cooks, this is gonna be the first of that series. Enjoy :3

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c h i p

Idea: Creator!Reader winds up into Teyvat just in time for a festival in which the seven nations converge to celebrate their wonderful Creator's blessings all across their lands. Only issue is that a certain specific someone has a big appetite and started eating in the middle of the offering rites.

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Today was the day. Just about every soul on Teyvat has made pilgrimage to the Grand Chapel, built onto the side of the mountain north of the Opera Epiclese in Fontaine, a massive temple dedicated for the worship of its Creator.

Walking amongst the crowds from Mondstadt, you gaped up at how ridiculously tall the front doors of the chapel was, how the gigantic building was made of the finest marble and filled to the brim with golden linings. It blew your mind how Teyvat's civilizations have dedicated so much time, effort, love, adoration to this being!

A God that didn't even exist in Genshin's canon. Which was kinda weird, but hey, anything could happen when getting isekai'd to another world, nothing you can do about it-

You made a double take as you saw the golden statue far, far up front at the end of the curved stepped floor.

... Was that, what you think it was?

That was a whole ass fifty foot tall golden statue of you.

You.

Wait, this has gotta be a sick joke, right!?

"Hey, keep moving!" Someone shoved you forward, almost tripping you up on the velvet carpet that ran down the chapel's center. Shit, you're stuck here with just about the entire world's population, who apparently worship you, you of all people!

You weren't even a Genshin dev in Hoyo, hell, you couldn't even write decent, consistent worldbuilding if it meant saving your own life!

You hurriedly took a seat on one of the countless pews in the chapel, your stomach grumbling softly after hours on end of striding. Well damn, that's just inconvenient. You removed the pack hung over your shoulder and opened it. As all of Teyvat settled down and the Seven Archons started with the rites, you took the window of opportunity to pull out-

... Huh?

A large bag, of your favorite chips...?

Which you summoned to existence in your hand just because you craved for it right in the moment.

Huh??

Nah, to hell with it, you were getting hungry anyways. Just hope that nobody points out your eating while the opening ceremony of this holy festival, for a God that looked exactly like you-

RIIIIP!!

You pulled a little too hard and your bag of chips cleaved in half, a deluge of the thin snacks erupting on your lap, with some landing on the floor.

You cussed under your breath as you bent over to snatch up the chips on the floor in front of you; the five-second rule still applies even if you're in Teyvat.

After you quickly ate up the floor chips, you then picked up the ones that fell onto your lap and showered them bag into their bag, before you finally got back to your peaceful, eating...

... Why, was it dead silent in the chapel?

You ate a chip, and the crunch of your chip being ground down by your teeth echoed across the entire place. You looked around.

Why was everyone, everyone looking at you?

Your favorite character(s) was/were looking straight at you, having been interrupted from walking down the center aisle about to make offerings to the statue of you.

Oh no-

ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE.

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[charlie990]

INTRODUCTION

Enter Kim; full name Kimberly B. West, alias Janitor. She has had a miserable life ever since she was 13, has a deadly streak across the world and listed in the FBI Most Wanted (these will be elaborated on if needed), and died by getting shot right between her eyes. What a way to go at 32.

Only thing is, she's alive, somehow. In the world of a game she vaguely remembers she's only played in passing and then dropped just after a few months of playing. Kim, even though she doesn't believe in gods or fate, believes that her arrival in Teyvat is another one of life's sick fucking jokes with her existence as the punchline.

LOADOUT

WEAPONS:

SIG MCX SPEAR LT [16" barrel, 5.56×45mm NATO] - Precision Armament M4-72 muzzle brake - Magpul AFG-2 foregrip - Aimpoint CompM2 sight - FAB Defense AG43 pistol grip - SIG Sauer 1913 folding stock adapter - Heckler and Koch HK E1 collapsible stock - GunWraps Vietnam Tiger Stripe Vampire Red wrap SIG P220 ELITE [4.4" barrel, .45 ACP] - Trijicon RMR Type 2 sight Eickhorn KM200

EQUIPMENT:

Standard Kit - Rys-T ballistic helmet - 6B45 Heavy ballistic vest with Granit hard plates [GOST BR5] - 6B51 elbow and knee pads - Assault pack 32L backpack - 6Sh122 gloves - Fragmentation grenade(s) - Smoke grenade(s) Specialized Equipment - C4 explosive pack(s) [1-3 bricks per pack] - Remote detonator - Sledgehammer [10lb head, 36" handle] - Fire axe [3.5lb head, 32" handle] - Ballistic shield [NIJ Level III]

MECHANICS

Kim's loadout comes from a pocket space that only she can access; she doesn't know how or why this works for her, but it's convenient and better than nothing. Her selection vaguely acts like Call of Duty's loadout slots, which subdivides her hammer space into two.

The first space is what she would call the 'active', the items from which she can pull out anytime and anywhere with just a flick of her hand at empty air, and likewise phase out of existence. The second is the 'storage' space which can only be accessed if Kim brings out all of her items in the 'active' subspace.

SLOTS AND HANDLING:

PRIMARY - SIG MCX [TWO] SECONDARY - SIG P220 [TWO/ONE] MELEE - KM200 [ONE] - SLEDGEHAMMER [TWO/ONE] - FIRE AXE [TWO/ONE] - BALLISTIC SHIELD [TWO/ONE] LETHAL - FRAG - C4 TACTICAL - SMOKE

[ THE DEAD MAN WALKING. ] [ NOW ROAMS TEYVAT'S SOIL. ] [ AS A HORSEMAN OF DEATH. ] [ THEY GIVE. THEY TAKE. ]

Physical Catalyst

Notes: Years ago I read an isekai fic that referred to guns as ‘physical catalysts’ which is where I got the name from (haven’t been able to find it but I’ll link it if I do) but the rest are just my own musings about a reader with a gun in Teyvat. Also first attempt at making a divider, but I think it’s kinda cool

So whether it’s SAGAU or regular isekai, imagine reader is in Teyvat, no one knows they’re not from Teyvat, and they have a gun.

This in and of itself isn’t a big deal, most people carry weapons in this world and tons of them have guns. But the thing is, they’re not the same as real world guns, are they?

Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong, but every case of guns we’ve seen in genshin (pyro fatui skirmishers, Chevreuse) shoot out what looks like elemental energy. Maybe they’re bullets infused with elemental energy, like what we see with the arrows for the bow users, except the bow users can still shoot regular arrows. We never see the guns shoot regular/non elemental bullets.

Which is why my theory (that might be pulled apart in a future update but for now…) is that they don’t exist. Teyvat guns are capable of shooting elemental energy, maybe fuelled by the wielder’s vision/delusion or maybe using some kind of pellets, but they are not equipped to shoot with the force needed to make a regular bullet be of any use.

So when reader shows up and has a gun from their world? Oh boy. A handgun is no weapon of mass destruction, but anything that can take down a lawachurl in one well-aimed headshot will terrify Teyvat’s inhabitants. I mean, their guns do damage too, sure, but it’s a relative amount. A burn from a shot of pyro, a shock from a shot of electro. The concept of a gun that can instantly kill someone, quicker and easier than an arrow? Using a tiny piece of metal that isn’t even sharp and doesn’t explode? You are going to throw entire nations into chaos.

If word gets out about it, you’re gonna have law enforcement from across all the continent investigating you, not to mention the fatui— be prepared for the harbingers to be hunting down your ass trying to get their hands on such a powerful weapon

Of course that’s only if you let the cat out of the bag. Use your weapon away from prying eyes, and you’ll probably be fine. Dead hiluchurls tell no tales, after all. Or men, if you’re more chill with murder.

It probably wouldn’t be too hard to find a metalsmith who could take one of your bullets and make more. Though I wonder what explanation you’d give as to what it is, without giving away the ‘deadliest handheld weapon in history’ thing.

Idk I just think the introduction of bullet-operated guns in Teyvat is interesting, might write some stuff for the different characters reactions to it at some point

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look, listen yalls, i have an oc who is a modern day mercenary utilizing modern guns and tactical equipment, and she is the baddest bitch around (in her timeline) rocking a ten-year listing at the FBI Most Wanted list

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Physical Catalyst

Notes: Years ago I read an isekai fic that referred to guns as ‘physical catalysts’ which is where I got the name from (haven’t been able to find it but I’ll link it if I do) but the rest are just my own musings about a reader with a gun in Teyvat. Also first attempt at making a divider, but I think it’s kinda cool

So whether it’s SAGAU or regular isekai, imagine reader is in Teyvat, no one knows they’re not from Teyvat, and they have a gun.

This in and of itself isn’t a big deal, most people carry weapons in this world and tons of them have guns. But the thing is, they’re not the same as real world guns, are they?

Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong, but every case of guns we’ve seen in genshin (pyro fatui skirmishers, Chevreuse) shoot out what looks like elemental energy. Maybe they’re bullets infused with elemental energy, like what we see with the arrows for the bow users, except the bow users can still shoot regular arrows. We never see the guns shoot regular/non elemental bullets.

Which is why my theory (that might be pulled apart in a future update but for now…) is that they don’t exist. Teyvat guns are capable of shooting elemental energy, maybe fuelled by the wielder’s vision/delusion or maybe using some kind of pellets, but they are not equipped to shoot with the force needed to make a regular bullet be of any use.

So when reader shows up and has a gun from their world? Oh boy. A handgun is no weapon of mass destruction, but anything that can take down a lawachurl in one well-aimed headshot will terrify Teyvat’s inhabitants. I mean, their guns do damage too, sure, but it’s a relative amount. A burn from a shot of pyro, a shock from a shot of electro. The concept of a gun that can instantly kill someone, quicker and easier than an arrow? Using a tiny piece of metal that isn’t even sharp and doesn’t explode? You are going to throw entire nations into chaos.

If word gets out about it, you’re gonna have law enforcement from across all the continent investigating you, not to mention the fatui— be prepared for the harbingers to be hunting down your ass trying to get their hands on such a powerful weapon

Of course that’s only if you let the cat out of the bag. Use your weapon away from prying eyes, and you’ll probably be fine. Dead hiluchurls tell no tales, after all. Or men, if you’re more chill with murder.

It probably wouldn’t be too hard to find a metalsmith who could take one of your bullets and make more. Though I wonder what explanation you’d give as to what it is, without giving away the ‘deadliest handheld weapon in history’ thing.

Idk I just think the introduction of bullet-operated guns in Teyvat is interesting, might write some stuff for the different characters reactions to it at some point

[charlie990]

Physical Catalyst

Notes: Years ago I read an isekai fic that referred to guns as ‘physical catalysts’ which is where I got the name from (haven’t been able to find it but I’ll link it if I do) but the rest are just my own musings about a reader with a gun in Teyvat. Also first attempt at making a divider, but I think it’s kinda cool

So whether it’s SAGAU or regular isekai, imagine reader is in Teyvat, no one knows they’re not from Teyvat, and they have a gun.

This in and of itself isn’t a big deal, most people carry weapons in this world and tons of them have guns. But the thing is, they’re not the same as real world guns, are they?

Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong, but every case of guns we’ve seen in genshin (pyro fatui skirmishers, Chevreuse) shoot out what looks like elemental energy. Maybe they’re bullets infused with elemental energy, like what we see with the arrows for the bow users, except the bow users can still shoot regular arrows. We never see the guns shoot regular/non elemental bullets.

Which is why my theory (that might be pulled apart in a future update but for now…) is that they don’t exist. Teyvat guns are capable of shooting elemental energy, maybe fuelled by the wielder’s vision/delusion or maybe using some kind of pellets, but they are not equipped to shoot with the force needed to make a regular bullet be of any use.

So when reader shows up and has a gun from their world? Oh boy. A handgun is no weapon of mass destruction, but anything that can take down a lawachurl in one well-aimed headshot will terrify Teyvat’s inhabitants. I mean, their guns do damage too, sure, but it’s a relative amount. A burn from a shot of pyro, a shock from a shot of electro. The concept of a gun that can instantly kill someone, quicker and easier than an arrow? Using a tiny piece of metal that isn’t even sharp and doesn’t explode? You are going to throw entire nations into chaos.

If word gets out about it, you’re gonna have law enforcement from across all the continent investigating you, not to mention the fatui— be prepared for the harbingers to be hunting down your ass trying to get their hands on such a powerful weapon

Of course that’s only if you let the cat out of the bag. Use your weapon away from prying eyes, and you’ll probably be fine. Dead hiluchurls tell no tales, after all. Or men, if you’re more chill with murder.

It probably wouldn’t be too hard to find a metalsmith who could take one of your bullets and make more. Though I wonder what explanation you’d give as to what it is, without giving away the ‘deadliest handheld weapon in history’ thing.

Idk I just think the introduction of bullet-operated guns in Teyvat is interesting, might write some stuff for the different characters reactions to it at some point

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BEYOND THE VEIL

Disclaimer: Genshin does not belong to me. I do not promote any wrongs committed within this fanfiction. Whatever happens in this story stays within the bounds of fiction and should not be attempted in real life. Content Warning: Swearing, Original Character

[ MASTERLIST | PROLOGUE | CH1 | CH2 ]

CHAPTER 1 | REAWAKENING

"... Why am I... crying...?" The contractor weakly croaked out.

... Was this it then? Her afterlife an exile to some, land beyond Earth?

"... Gurghh..." Kim groaned as she got up, the weight of all her equipment dragging down on her old, battered body. She only managed to sit up on the sand where she lay, and that was enough to let her blue eyes roam her surroundings.

Vibrant azure blue waves buffeted the sand in front of her dusty boots, leading up to a vast expanse of endless ocean ahead of herself. Off to a distance at her left was an island clouded by the sea fog, with two towers on it reaching out to the heavens. Further left was a big rock face on the coast, its end extruding forth and hanging above the beach.

The woman's Rys-T helmet sat upright beside her on her lockbox to the right-

She blinked.

... Wait.

... How... how was her lockbox, here? With her in the afterlife?

She was wearing all her armor and fatigues. Her big lockbox was here, and leaning on it were her ballistic shield, fire axe, sledgehammer too. Hell, there was even, a shovel...? The M60 she used for her last contract was, missing...

But when Kim checked her hip holster, the grip of her SIG P220 was there. She pulled out her handgun and pressed the magazine release. The glinting cases on the feed lips and through the side holes, and the heft of the magazine showed it was full. The armored slotted the mag back in, racked the slide, and no cartridge flew out the ejection port; the chamber was empty.

Slotting her SIG back into its holster, the contractor got onto her knees and keyed in her code on the lockbox. Two clicks and a heave upwards on the heavy lid and it was open. Her helmet dropped with a thud on the coast, but that wasn't her concern for now, because-

"... Holy fuck." The woman exclaimed under her disbelief.

Her personal SIG MCX. Two contracts worth of .45 ACP and 5.56 in unopened boxes, along with magazines for her rifle and pistol. Five frag grenades and five smoke canisters. Several riggable bricks of C4. Configurable detonator for her C4s. Shit, even her ten grand of emergency funds in cold hard stacks were here!

The armored stumbled back onto her ass on the sand, just... fucking dumbstruck about this. How did all her work equipment here wind up, here with her?

Where, was here, even?

The contractor continued taking stock of her surroundings; to her right was a narrow valley between towering, jagged cliff faces. In between was beaten uphill path that seemed to be the only exit from this coast, winding between rocky ledges on which trees stood tall.

This place was, oddly familiar.

Kim, knew this place, but... where...?

"Goddammit." She cussed under a sigh, picking up her assault rifle from her stash and putting it onto her by its sling. Kim put on her steel helmet and shut her stash box.

How exactly was she gonna drag all this for what could be miles after mile of endless uncharted-

A bright red flash to stun her like a flashbang; the woman reflexively clenched her eyes shut and looked away with a grunt. But when she regained her vision, lo and behold, her entire stash was just gone. "... Well isn't that just fucking great. God, DAMMIT!!" The contractor screeched and threw her arms up in frustration. She was lost in fuck-knows-where, and she had all her shit with her only for almost all of it to disappear in a motherfucking flash.

... At least she had her assault rifle and pistol, but even then, she only had one firefight worth of ammunition, judging by the heft of her mag pouches on her vest. A combat knife could only do so much, especially with heavy ballistic armor on.

She sighed. There was nothing she could do about all this bullshit, but perhaps follow the path ahead-

The armored stopped. There was a small, arched statue of sorts levitating by a tall rock face just over there, some of its details glowing a gentle blue.

... But, something about this place, that thing, this world was just, familiar. To Kim's growing irritation, she couldn't for the life of her figure it out.

Why? Why couldn't she remember when she needed so? It was right at the tip of her tongue, but, what was this...?

No matter. It was useless mulling about this.

The woman sighed and shook her head, casting her gaze at the path forward. Which promptly ended with another rock face. Which she couldn't climb without some sort of harness; which was part of her stash. One frustration after one another, it was driving her Goddamn mad!

She could feel her blood boil violently beneath her skin and her breath quicken-

No. Inhale.

No. Exhale.

This was the afterlife.

Any weird bullshit that happens in this world is her penance for the sins and crimes she had committed.

Suck it up. Exhale.

She'll get over it.

Half an hour. Over half a fucking hour to climb up a rock face. Ten minutes to take her shit off and throw then up over the ledge, about twenty to climb on it without any harness, and another ten minutes to put all her armor and equipment back on. Not even six hours into this other world beyond death and Kim was already huffing like a mule with how winded she was.

At least the way she was tired out as fuck revealed that, yeah, this wasn't an afterlife dream. Some-fucking-how, she was alive again.

Righr now she was haggard as hell, fuming, and her head was starting to pound with a Goddamn migraine; questioning how and why won't do her good and just worsen her growing headache.

Much to the contractor's relief, she would see a path ahead going just along a gentle uphill rounding about a waterfall and its basin. She took this time to recover from her bout with a slow, lazy walk. Her boots were heavy on the dirt, each thump of her soles kicking up a puff of dust under her weight.

The woman reached the top of a spiked ledge by the road, and what she saw was a grand sight; beneath her was a lake with an isle at its midst, ahead of it was a particlarly lush forest, and far over at the horizon between the jagged rocks was a walled city in the middle of another larger body of water.

As breathtaking as this sight was, Kim remembered this sight.

This was a sight in the world of a game that she played once or twice in passing.

Well wasn't that just fucking great.

The name eluded her tongue right now, but she remembered the general details of it. This place was set in a medieval sort of era, and that meant her current armor and equipment were far into the future. Out of place. Seeking shelter in civilization was out of the question, much to the contractor's disappointment.

A long haul, huh?

The armored continued along the path that led down and around the lake, into the woods, and back out into open. But when she was at the intersection, the woman only spared a wistful glance right, at the distant towering wall behind which was the city.

The City of Freedom.

As if.

Going in there will only cage her wandering soul. They'll find out who she truly is, and they'll imprison her.

After all, she was born with a silver spoon in hand, baptized by her parents' blood, raised by the gun and knife. At least in her past before, all this, she died to the gun.

She had it coming, and she deserved it.

Kim snorted as she went off the beaten path, out to the expansive, grassy fields to the southeast — if she remembered the direction correctly. A soft breeze blew past, making the tall weeds billow around her as she sauntered through them. Despite the afternoon sun beating down on her bulky, armored form, the woman didn't feel the usual heat when lugging all her protective gear and her contract equipment.

It was odd, but it was convenient, so who was she to complain.

The contractor finally made her way to the giant tree by the creek — she forgot what this part of this region was called. The tree's shade was cool, and along the gently blowing breeze, Kim's back tingled softly.

She sighed as she took a seat at the roots of the big tree, at the side facing away from the sun. Speaking of which, the armored pulled up the cuff of her fatigues to check her watch. 3:41PM. This was probably inaccurate as all shit, but it was better than nothing. She looked back up, at the coast off a distance to the east.

Out to the ocean, once more.

... When was the last time she sat down like this?

In the quiet of nature just by herself?

When was the last time that she let her guard down, without worry of anyone jumping her in her sleep?

... Why... why was she, here...

《♤》

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Hello there, thank you for reading this chapter of BEYOND THE VEIL. I appreciate you for reading my SAGAU fanfiction, and I would like to inform you that you are free to state your feedback at the comments below, or in the 'Feedback Mailbox' askbox in my blog page. Not only would I love to have interactions with my story's readers, I would also like to consider user‐submitted headcanons — preferably related to SAGAU and/or CULT!AU — for future writing. Once again, thank you reading my story, see you next time.

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BEYOND THE VEIL

《 SYNOPSIS 》

The whole world knew her as a beast that answers only to herself and money.

˙ll∀ ɟo ɹǝlnɹ 'ɹoʇɐǝɹƆ ǝuᴉʌᴉp sʇᴉ sɐ ɹǝɥ pǝddᴉɥsɹoʍ ʇɐʌʎǝ┴

Kim knew very well she was dead, but now she was alive in another world.

˙ǝɟᴉlɹǝʇɟɐ pǝʇsᴉʍʇ sᴉɥʇ uᴉ ǝɹǝɥ ǝʌᴉlɐ os 'ǝʇǝldɯoɔ os ʇlǝɟ ǝɥs ʇǝʎ pu∀

She couldn't help but be on edge; how many lives will she ruin just by existing once more?

¿sɹɐǝʎ ǝsǝɥʇ llɐ lnɟǝɔɐǝd ʇsoɯ ǝɥʇ lǝǝɟ ʇnq dlǝɥ ǝɥs ʇ,uplnoɔ ʎɥʍ ʇnq

《 MASTERLIST 》

PROLOGUE | ASHES TO ASHES CHAPTER 1 | REAWAKENING CHAPTER 2 | ANOMALY CHAPTER 3 | TRAILBLAZER

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im cooking up the first chapter of my sagau fic and this is whats final so far

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BEYOND THE VEIL

Disclaimer: Genshin does not belong to me. I do not promote any wrongs committed within this fanfiction. Whatever happens in this story stays within the bounds of fiction and should not be attempted in real life. Content Warning: Swearing, Blood, Graphic Violence, Death, Criminal Activity, Original Character

[ MASTERLIST | PROLOGUE | CH1 ]

PROLOGUE | FROM ASHES TO ASHES

The job was done. The target was neutralized and placed in a body bag for interrogation by her clients; he was stashed unconscious at the back of the van. The getaway driver was waiting for her to get on so he can drive them both off the scene. But man, Kim was tired of this. This same Goddamn job over, and over and over and over and over again. She didn't even care that she did this guns blazing, when she always planned and worked so meticulously when working these dirty jobs.

She felt nothing.

No haste.

No thrill.

No hatred.

No remorse.

Nothing.

A haggard sigh escaped her dry, cracked lips, muffled by the balaclava wrapped all over her head and further by the steel visor of her helmet. The woman opened the passenger seat, met with the rough barking of her accomplice for this contract. "What the fuck are you doing gawking around like that!? You want to get us arrested!?" The man's scowl bore into her own, but the contractor was unfazed as she lazily batted her gloved hand at him.

"Fuck off, just tell the client that I did my job, I'm staying here." "Wait, what!? And you're throwing yourself away just like that!?" Kim slammed the van's door with a grim chuckle at his words, sauntering off again to the bank's side alley door as the driver's increasingly irritated rants became more distant.

All the armor, the equipment, and the guns on her being were heavier than she remembered. Were the effects of the countless scars and healed wounds on and in her battered body taking their toll? Was the night wearing her down? Perhaps it was both, but Kim never mulled deeper about it.

Her scowling blue gaze swept her surroundings through the glass slot of her helmet visor. The walls of the office cubicles were shredded with holes, with some even have chunks fallen down to the carpeted floor. Even through the steel and cloth wrapped around her nose, the woman smelled the waft of gunpowder and iron in the stagnant night air.

A ragged chorus of distant sirens filled the air. Tires screeched from the back door she came from; sounds like the driver saved his own skin-

The contractor stopped, the thump of her boots halting on the floor littered by splinters of drywall. In the corner of her limited vision, she spotted a glimpse of red beyond the ruined door that led to the teller counters. With a lazy swing of her right foot, the bullet-riddled door fell apart in chunks and splinters.

Kim only stared.

Three out of the eight tellers were unfortunate, slumped on or behind their respective spots on the counter with their hands over two of their many bullet wounds. They were lifeless, their blood splayed across the counter, on the wall behind, and pooling on the floor.

The contractor pursed her lips and looked away, a bitter taste filling her tongue as she brushed past the door and onto the bank's main lobby. She was no stranger to death. After all, the woman's first foray into the underworld was shooting a buckshot shell at a convenience store clerk about to pull out a gun on her. Even then, she pulled the trigger when the goon who dragged her along for the robbery shrieked right at her ear.

But that?

Those three tellers did nothing wrong to her. They weren't even remotely close to being targets of her client's contract.

They were collateral.

Kim could've just chosen to shoot at the ceiling to intimidate everyone to submission. Hell, she could've just went quiet with all this. But then she really decided that nothing is worth caring about. Not even the lives of innocents.

By the next morning, people may have lost a friend.

Three in particular may have lost a lover.

Families may have lost a member.

Parents may have lost a child.

Children may have lost a parent.

And it was all her fault.

She had become the person she had swore to destroy since that night.

Heh. Perhaps she made the right call to stay behind in the carnage she created, and face the consequences of her actions.

The woman strode slowly across the large, opulent lobby of the bank, filled with the distorted wails and flashing lights of stopped police cars and ambulances at the road outside. The massive windows that served as the lobby's walls were all shattered, lying as shrapnel on the carpet that crunched beneath her boots.

The contractor raised her free left hand to shield her eyes; there was a spotlight beaming with blinding intensity from the night sky, accompanied by the drone of helicopters high above. The moment her right leg was passed by a searchlight, all lights and eyes locked onto her form.

Kim clenched her eyes shut, raising her left hand to shield her helmet's vision slot. The tinnitus that had subtly and constantly plagued her ears since she started this mess, worsened when a voice blared from a megaphone amongst the police.

"This is Cincinnati PD. Drop your weapons, and stand, down. Drop your weapons, and stand, down."

When her vision adjusted to the numerous blinding lights on her, the contractor saw a multitude of standard police officers and SWAT units, all pointing their firearms at her from the cover of their vehicles surrounding the bank.

The armored's vision blurred and blurred into a haze of white with dots of black, red, and blue. The ringing in her ears completely filled her hearing, driving a nail of insanity through her skull. Kim could feel her breath hitch, her knees wobble beneath herself.

The woman looked down, vaguely registering the shining steel of the M60 in her right hand. The clamor of muffled voices rose in then midst of her tinnitus when she weakly raised the LMG-

Bhump!

The contractor heard a dull bang through the ringing right as something punched onto her plate carrier, sending her tumbling onto her hands and knees on the pavement.

Bhump bhump!

Two more dull bangs as she raised her left hand onto her chest; her plate within her vest was shattered. Another punch hit Kim on her left shoulder, and her corresponding arm went numb and fell limp as she was knocked down further onto the floor. Through ragged breaths and weakening joints, she managed to turn her helmeted head to see a gaping crater on her shoulder that stained her armor and clothing an ominous blood red.

Heh, even in death, she felt nothi-

Kim's left eye saw black.

Her right eye saw a haze of white and blood red.

She couldn't feel herself. She couldn't hear anything.

All went to black.

... It felt as if her eyes were both closed and open.

... From an abyss, warm, faint, hazy flashes filled her vision. The deafening silence started to fill with quiet, muffled churning. Her entire being felt both heavy and light, bobbing up and down in a fluid that she couldn't feel. Like a boulder, floating underwater tied to a buoy.

... A ringing. It started as a quiet, shrill hum that grew louder for each passing moment. Her tinnitus followed her to, wherever this, place, was.

But when it worsened, the churning also grew louder and crisper. The haze of her vision cleared. A cacophony of millions of voices, and different, uncountable faces flashing in mere split seconds.

And then the flashing faces stopped, showing only the visage of one woman. Dark brown eyes, rounded like those of a doe, stared kindly into her very being. Her lips parted into the warmest smile she had ever seen.

Her heart stirred from dormancy, and the sound of its pulse filled this void and drowned out the voices that rang in her hearing.

"Charlie-"

Blue. A deep, dark blue. Her gloved hand was outstretched up to the heavens. The sound of rolling waves and cawing seagulls high in the sky filled her ears. All her senses were back.

Kim's lips quivered as she let her right hand fall limp with on her chest, the bones of her hand thumping as it hit the ceramic under her vest. She took deep breaths, her chest laboring against the inside of her plate carrier. Her vision blurred, and the woman uttered to herself.

"... Why...?"

"... Why am I... crying...?"

[charlie990]

quick question

asking out of curiosity, but why is about 95% of the sagau fics ive read theyre all reader inserts? lmk yalls thoughts, im open for discussions in the comments

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