“I’m not here to cause any trouble of any kind, something or someone summoned me to this world and I’m exploring to find the cause.” The ‘human’ sinner slowly raised his hands up in defense, keeping his stoic eyes on the Yaksha in his calm response.
“Look, I can even place my weapons on the middle of the ground to prove that… Just don’t harm me, please… I’m an ally to the Chief Alchemist to the Knights of Favonius, he’s helping me in my journey to return back to Hell.”
remains on Dragonspine as he knew that his time of control would soon be up, looks down at Mondstadt as small tears escape from his eyes as he then looked at his right hand that shook a little.
Bright teal eyes stare at it for a few before he lowered it back down , making his trek to his workshop as the wind howled.
“Likewise, Mr Albedo.” The ‘human’ sinner settled down in his cot, falling asleep to the warmth of the campfire… For once, the nightmares of his past alive life didn’t come to haunt him.
It was a warm long night, but it was one Don himself internally enjoyed with his new ally of this new living world… After being alone for a period of time in the undead apocalypse in his living world… It was nice to sleep among safe company for once.
Albedo slept well for the first time in a long time since his creation, the dreams he had was of his master and one he wishes to reunite with in the future to tell her all that he has found in the world of Teyvat as dawn soon approaches.
Sunlight breaking through the workshop, lighting it up in a soft warm go as daybreak was here.
Don slowly woke up as the workshop was lit in sunlight, covering his mouth to yawn before pulling off the blanket on him and carefully moved his legs to the side of his cot, stretching out his arms and legs, twisting in place to release the tension in his spine.
“… Ah, good morning, Mr Albedo… How was your sleep?” He inquired after stretching out his limbs and back, grabbing his boots to pull them on.
As the bard got closer to him, the ‘human’ sinner nearly tensed up at what was whispered to him, turning to face the bard… So if he wasn’t ‘human’ like he was… Then what was he, exactly?
“Of course… Do you have a place in particular? I would need to inform Mr Albedo of my whereabouts so he won’t be concerned that I disappeared somewhere without his awareness.”
“I’m sure the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius would understand as we’re simply going out towards the giant tree of Windrise which stands as the symbol of Mondstadt’s hero, no harm shall come to you as I’m sure that the Chief Alchemist has mentioned my name earlier to you.”
Venti replied as his aqua blue eyes glow as well as the tips of his braids, he smiled softly to them.
“I think I remember that tree on my way to Mondstadt… And what name, exactly?” Don paused to maintain eye contact with the bard, trying to guess what name he was mentioning.
“Please, just tell me, otherwise, I might think you’re leading me into a trap.”
