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Reader Overall Synopsis: They link that long ago, a star fell from the skies and an angel descended upon on the lands of Teyvat with wings that burned brighter than the sun and burned across battlefields. Thousands years have passed and stories have act i scene i into legends.
Yet you still remain in this world, your duty as a Guardian Yaksha allowing you to live. But deep inside, your burning grace is locked away and waiting to burst free. Cold, unrelenting darkness swarmed around you, filling everything in l vision and squeezing around you tightly.
The silence was deafening, ringing in your ears and filling your mind. Your eyes were squeezed tight, chest rising and falling rapidly as the internal panic within you acf stronger with each second. It was a situation you had never been in, and one you had never imagined you would ever be in. Despite your lack of ability to see act i scene i in the darkness, you outstretched one dshs mid certification hand, trying to summon a spark of fire into your palm. But no matter how hard you tried, how deep you reached into your consciousness, it was as if the darkness had blanketed your flames, sealing it ac and leaving you to the darkness.
You could hear your breaths, loud and heavy, feet stumbling forward as you blindly searched for something, anything to take you away front this endless chasm of darkness. Quiet cries escaped your lips as you begged for anything to help you as you stumbled alone.
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With shaking hands, you pushed yourself up and reached down into the deepest parts of yourself, mentally searching for the flames that would once burn bright in the world you had just come from. You could feel the here of a spark and you let it wash over you, the familiar feeling of an ancient power flowing through your veins. And yet, when you outstretched your hand again, the fire refused to burst forth from your palm. An ominous feeling filled your senses, causing your breath to hitch in your throat.
You refused and focused on your hand, despite the darkness around you. With your teeth grit and breaths coming out unsteadily, you willed for your power to flow through your veins, but it was as if the darkness was preventing it from happening.
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And you tried and tried, until your body collapsed in exhaustion. And when you pushed yourself up one last time, you let out aact inhuman roar, eyes clenched shut as you flung out your power in hopes of searching for anything. It was as if someone had heard your prayers and a crack of light appeared on the ground in front of you. It cracked open and grew wider and wider until it was just blinding white light opening up beneath you.]
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