#the guide

I’m at work but sudden realization that I had:

Lazlo is the only one that’s stayed behind with baby Colin in the house. And the Vampire Council there is now empty.

Is he the automatic sole ruler? Or will The Guide finally get her time to shine and step up after centuries of service? I can see it both ways like The Guide finding Lazlo after sneaking into the house to try to steal some stuff because she was lonely and realizing he should take his place on the throne. A whole episode, she’s trying to pressure Lazlo into it but he keeps dodging her and by the end he stops her and tells her, “Why do you need anyone else in that bloody seat when you keep boasting about how proudly you’ve taken care of this area since you were here. Nobody is more qualified for this than you.” And she’s in shock. Just pointing st herself like, “Me? Rule….. me????” The ending is her going into the empty council room and shakily sitting on the throne, scared at first. But getting comfortable and smiling

Happy Halloween everyone! Here are some sketches of my fav vampires (and their companions) because I’m obsessed with this show

[ID: two pages of traditional pencil sketches of various characters from what we do in the shadows (tv) and some notes. the first page has 3 sketches. the top one is of nadja and laszlo pointing to nandor, who is holding up a finger. a dialogue box pointing to nadja and laszlo says “he did it your honor” and nandor’s says “um…wait a second”. it’s labeled “big sibling energy”. the bottom left sketch is of laszlo and nadja sitting and looking to the left awkwardly. laszlo’s dialogue box says “yikes” and nadja’s says “ugh, human marriage”. it’s labeled “soulmates”. the bottom right sketch is of the guide standing holding a scroll in her hands. it’s labelled “my queen” and her dialogue box says “it’s above my pay grade”. the second page has 5 sketches. the top left sketch is of guillermo holding a stake by his side. it’s labeled “gatekeep” and his dialogue box says “my name is guillermo de la cruz”. the top middle sketch is of nadja holding a pillow and looking to the right, labeled “girlboss”. the top right sketch is of the nadja doll sitting, labeled “gatekeep”. the bottom left sketch is of lazlo sitting in his jalopy wearing massive goggles and looking to the left, labeled “malewife”. the bottom right sketch is of nandor standing at a podium, holding up a finger. it’s labeled “himbo” and his dialogue box says “you will surrender” /END ID]

When the guide scares nandor in s3e2 and he says “fuckin guide” instead of “fuckin guy” ?? Yeah that’s peak comedy

Chapter 11 perhaps. Sorry this one came out late, I took a bit of break because I needed one and breaks will probably become more common. I got those first ten chapters out and now I can relax for a bit.

On another note, I have a tentative idea for a main party of Razor, Kaeya, Bennet and Xingqiu. I do really like that team from what I’ve played and my research so that might end up being the canon main team that [Name] played. At the very least, Razor will be canon (Sincerely, a Razor main.)

Masterlist here!

Now then! Onto my very very self indulgent chapter.

TW!! for derealization, injury, implied panic attacks and implied dissociation. I don’t think it’s as bad as I’m making it out to be but better safe than sorry.

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The stars in Teyvat were fascinating to stare at, each constellation unknown and simply an array of lights, likely with their own unique story.

Maybe that particularly bright star to the south was of a world Aether had seen, one he had explored and made memories in. Maybe that really dim one in the west had goddesses and glowing magical triangles like a certain video game franchise.

No one knows, least of all [Name]. The sun had begun to rise but it was early enough that the stars were still visible as the sunrise made its way over the mountains.

They weren’t sure how long they had been walking but upon reaching Springvale, they realized they had got farther than expected or planned and vaguely wondered if they should have left a note, however upon finding themselves glancing over towards the Wolvendom Woods, their thoughts of Aether left their mind as they smiled as walked quickly towards the treeline.

Wolvendom was a beautiful place, one they knew well from searching for Wolfhook for Razor’s ascension, he was part of their main team after all. 

They had spent hours building every character in their main party and at least one hour on every character they got, honestly it was worrying and probably signaled they need therapy but Hey, if they weren’t planning on it before, this ‘dream’ as they call it will definitely make them get it, provided they can find a therapist.

See, just because [Name] spent a long time in Wolvendom doesn’t mean they’re smart in it, in fact, [Name] is apparently really good at getting themselves in really bad situations.

They weren’t sure what they were expecting when they remembered Hilichurls were along the path but apparently they thought they’d be able to sneak past unnoticed, something they couldn’t even do outside of this dream.

However the opposite of what [Name] expected when the Hilichurls saw them. They were honestly expecting to wake up from pure fear. The creatures moved over to them slowly and peacefully before doing this weird worship like motion that [Name] had seen them do in idle animations before, which explains where their brain got the image.

[Name] also didn’t think their impulse control was the best but to be honest, they thought it was better than patting a Hilichurl on the head to feel its fur, but hey, they’ve been learning lots of new things about their apparently very very unintelligent brain.

What brought them out of this self deprecating inner spiral was the sound of growling from the woods behind them. [Name] wasn’t sure if it was a wolf or a human but they couldn’t say they were keen on finding out and it did not sound pleased. 

They could have sworn their heart nearly lunge into their throat as they simply took off running. Whatever was behind them moved as well but [Name] didn’t bother looked as they simply ran, their foot moving as fast as they could go.

A strange reaction for a very strange dream. 

Dream.

They yelled in panic as they tripped falling into a bush full of wolf hooks. The hooks at the end of the bury burrowing into their skin but not a drop of normal blood. 

Pain shot all through their body as the fall, horribly, suffocatingly real.

The liquid flowing from their cuts was not proper blood. It’s metallic sheen was visible in every hint of light however otherwise it was seethrough, the leaves and branches seemed to strain themselves to reach every drop that freely flowed from their hands, arms, legs and other miscellaneous body parts.

It stung, the Wolfhook making itself known in every available way, feeling as though it was pulling itself deepened into their body. Stung was too kind of a word, it burned, it felt their arms had been cut open and was crudely being sewn back together with knives.

The pain was inescapable, this wasn’t a dream. They couldn’t wake up but every second they stayed, the pain only multiplied in on itself.

This wasn’t a dream. None of this was dreaming but what else could it fucking be? [Name] asked again and again to empty air what it could be, their heart beating against their chest and their lungs tightening, a suffocating pressure placing itself on their already burning chest.

This had to be a dream but it couldn’t be. It’s too vivid, too lifelike, too fucking painful. What else could it be, they had no clue. 

It felt real but it was a game, it wasn’t real. It couldn’t be, it wouldn’t be. They’d wake up, now. They had places to be, friends to visit and message, books to read and emails to reply to, they needed to wake up, they wanted to go home now.

The mental connection to the world around them began to dull as the pain reached a climax and began its descent in level and they retreated into their mind, attempting to pull at any scraps that could explain this.

What brought them back to attention was the smell of food. There was meat and something more that they couldn’t quite tell.

It took a moment for their vision to zero in once more and they jolted at the sight. They were no longer in a bush of Wolfhook, instead sitting in Hilichurl camp with not a Hilichurl in sight.

Instead, there was Razor. His brown hood sitting on his head but not limiting their view of his face. He sat, eyebrows furrowed at the cooking pot in front of him as he seemed to be making something. [Name] didn’t want to make him stop.

However it was unavoidable, they glanced down to where their cuts had been, only to find faint silvery purple lines across their skin, that definitely was not normal, however the movement alerted Razor that they were back to focus.

He gave them a smile that caused their heart to begin to melt before speaking. “Food almost done. I help Guide now.”

[Name] nearly wanted to cry.

This wasn’t a dream, maybe that would be okay. 

Guide huh? That’s a cool title and if it helps to encourage people, surely it wouldn’t be wrong to take it. Maybe they could make friends.

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Part ten? Part ten. Oh gosh, part ten already.

I have no clue what I’m doing with this story at this point but it’s gonna go somewhere, again, this story has a life of its own.

ALSO I GET TO DO SOME [NAME] ABILITY BUILDING! FUCK YEAH!

Masterlist

(I’ve given up on adding a link to every chapter.)

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It was around four am when [Name] slowly woke up from their slumber.

They opened their eyes to find Aether holding them, his face buried into their neck and arms wrapped around their waist, which caused [Name] to make a sound of annoyance as they struggled to free themselves from his annoyingly strong grasp.

It took about five minutes for them to free themselves without waking the Traveler but upon looking out the window and seeing the stars in the sky, they decided it was worth it. 

Slipping back on their shoes that they didn’t quite remember taking off and grabbing their bag, they opened their door to step into the hallway.

They walked down the echoey corridors, exiting the same way they had entered hours earlier and being very gentle with the annoyingly large doors.

Dispite the late hours, Mondstadt was not fully asleep yet. Sounds could be heard from taverns and alleyways, and [Name] could have sworn the air of Mondstadt carried every word to them.

[Name] didn’t exactly consider themselves the most intelligent person so when their mind presented the idea of leaving Mondstadt and returning that afternoon, their pride had no chance of stopping them, however they did recognize they wouldn’t make it through the front gate. They could go out the side gate though.

Walking through Mondstadt at night was beautiful, gentle yellow lights illuminated the stone below their shoes and provided them something to see by, even as they turned into a more dimly lit part of town.

The clouds that had covered the sky had vanished now, the moon shining brightly and providing any light the street lamps could not.

As they reached the side gate, they grinned upon finding it empty and hoisted their backpack higher on their shoulders and approached it quickly, at least until a burst of flame in front of them caused them to fall backwards in surprise.

“What the fuckims?!” Again, awful last words.

Footsteps from behind them stole their attention and they turned to see Diluc quickly make his approach, annoyance written on his face as he spoke.

“State your name and business for being out so late at night.”

[Name] vaguely contemplated being as snarky as usual but one glance towards his claymore changed their mind as they scrambled to their feet.

“[Name], [Name] [Last Name]. Here to… I don’t know, go for a fuckin walk? Didn’t really have a goal when I left my room…” they trailed off, realizing how suspicious they probably looked.

“I’ve never heard of you before, and there’s no good reason for a walk this late at night.”

[Name] shrugged. “Ask your bro-… Ask Kaeya, he’s met me, and you can check my bag or something, I’m just going for a normal walk, don’t even have a vision to threaten you with.” Terrible save [Name]. Terrible save. Well, at least he’s treating them like a human being.

Diluc looked them up and down slowly before holding out his hand “The bag?” He asked before muttering to himself quiet enough that [Name] wasn’t sure they were normally able to hear it “Definitely doesn’t look like a threat… definitely doesn’t wield a weapon.”

They were tempted to try to bash his head in for that comment but doubted they would live long enough to do that if they tried as they handed their bag over.

Diluc was through in his investigation, [Name] would give it to him, however when it involved going through their things, they weren’t super happy with this development.

The first thing he pulled out was the pasta dish which [Name] had genuinely forgotten about but hoped was still edible.

He looked at it and its tupperware container oddly but put it on the ground beside him, then pulling out a pocket knife that made [Name]’s eyes bulge.

It was a normal pocket knife that they carried around, what made them stare was the fact it now sparkled like an obtainable item in game, well, it was a dream they told themselves, anything was possible. A stinging feeling from where they fell backwards caught their attention but they shook it off, this was just a dream, a very vivid one.

The third thing he pulled out was a change of clothes, black jeans and a white undershirt with a black and white flannel to wear overtop. Diluc gave them a look that made [Name] wonder if he was judging their fashion sense or lack there of in their chess like outfit.

Fourth was the item that caused him to step in his tracks, a simple hardback book with the cover, a boy in an orange shirt, he stood staring up at stormy skies above the empire state building, likely an unknown building but that wasn’t reason for him to stop like that, until [Name] realized he likely didn’t recognize the writing… this was going to be bad.

Unknown to them however, Diluc did recognize it, too well in fact. Everytime The Guide would control his body like a puppet on a string, increasing his speed and strength exceptionally, he’d see writing in front of his eyes, writing like this. 

He’d been there for upwards of an hour before, staring at the unknown words in front of him because he couldnt do anything else, but he’d never complain. How could he complain? The Guide was the best protector Mondstadt, hell, Teyvat as a whole could hope for. Someone he could see as a role model, even though he didn’t know them personally.

Here he was, the middle of the night in Mondstadt, staring at a stranger who only awkwardly smiled at him as he went through their things, the cold of the night completely undetected as he stared into the eyes of someone who had a book with the same writing that The Guide used.

Diluc stood with the book in hand “Where did you get this?” And [Name] shrugged. 

“Can’t remember, been a few years now but knowing me? 2nd and Charles free bin. Best find of my life, I’ve read that series from beginning to end like thirty times, you know, Nico really gets to me every tim-” their ramble was cut off by a glare so they shortened it down to something he might actually understand. “Not from this world.”

Diluc paused, staring at them. He stayed that way for a while as he tried to process what that meant. A stranger, an unknown traveler shows up whose very presence clears away the biting cold air of Mondstadt late at night this time of year, with writing only The Guide has ever been able to understand and claims they’ve read this story multiple times.

[Name] took that as a chance to put their stuff back in their bag and was tempted to snatch the book out of his hands.

“Do I get my book back? I’m no lighting quick thief myself so if I could just…” they slowly began lifting the book out of his grasp but Diluc came to his sense, ripping the book away from them and backing them up against a nearby wall, [Name] resisted the urge to make a snide commentary about how this scene could be misinterpreted.

He held the book near their face. “Where the hell did you come from?”

Now, professionalism was not [Name]’s strong suit, so they cannot be held responsible for what they did next, smug smirk included.

“Well, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they do a little dance and that’s where babies come from." 

A smirk grew on [Name]’s face as they continued with their godforsaken explanation, at least until a flare of heat from Diluc’s vision reminded them that even though this was a dream, for some reason they still felt pain so it was not wise to mock the guy who could turn them into the most delicious grilled meat skewer you’ve ever tasted, with enough natural salt to cause dehydration.

"Um, Earth? I came from earth.”

Diluc pulled back, staring at them in confusion and placed the book in their hands. “I have several questions for you, I’d like you to come with me.”

[Name] resisted the desire to slap anybody who tried to pull them around right now and instead touched his shoulder, lacing their words with as much venom as they could and hoping he’d follow through “And I’d like you to walk back to the winery and stop acting like such a bitch. Such a shame only one of us can be made happy.”

See, [Name] made that comment because they were tired of being pulled around. What they did not expect was for Diluc’s shoulders to loosen and for him to turn around and begin to walk the other way, back towards the main gate.

Diluc wasn’t expecting his entire body to once again be filled with the warmth and comfort of The Guide’s commands, much like when he or others were set out on expeditions. Not lovingly guided but controlled, the will to fight back stripped away, only capable of following through on their orders.

He then realized with a start, he was following that strangers orders… no, not a stranger, his god.

[Name] simply watched in quiet confusion. Hey, they figured, this being aware that it’s a dream thing really is working out.

They gathered their items back into their bag and zipped it up once more, stepping out the side gate as the sun began to make itself known.

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Well! I have no clue what this became but muahahaha, I get to eventually explore [Name]’s abilities more.

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I am still haunted by my inability to decide who is gonna be in [Name]’s main party. I’m open to suggestions for characters/teams as I hope it will ease my pain and I also wanna see what characters y'all want.

Hey folks! Part nine of The Guide! Let’s go!! Why do I work this much on fanfiction? I’m not sure but it’s currently the basis for my mental health so again, CHAPTER NINE BABY!

The Guide is a SAGAU (self aware Genshin alternate universe) where instead of [Name] creating the world, they played the game and was seen as a god who cared for Teyvat.

Chapter one

Chapter two

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Chapter seven

Chapter eight

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From Aether’s perspective,  it was amusing how easily entertained The Guide could be but their quiet awe and fascination with the church caused him to be silent. 

As [Name] began walking the aisles, the air they provided changed, still protecting them from the elements but changing to a cool breeze that was slightly too cold for comfort.

[Name] grabbed a book from one of the pews, a set of hymns dedicated to Barbatos before setting it back down. They didn’t have to know the words to know hymns when they saw them.

[Name] themselves didn’t notice the level of care with which they touched the book but Lisa did, she appreciated the kindness it was shown, and Venti sure as hell did.

He watched in pride as his temple was explored by an outworlder god. Venti had been angry before, especially at outworlder gods, playing with the free will of each and every person in Teyvat, but The Guide had proven themselves.

They could call out to their followers and those who had never even heard of them but if they could, they refused to force anyone into servitude, they simply called from the stars, sending down lights and sending stars across the sky to show they were hoping for somebody to answer their calls.

Venti had watched several times and felt their pull, perhaps not directed towards him, but carried to him to him by the winds who told him their name and told him all of how Teyvat itself begged for their presence, how even those that humans feared would not harm them for all would learn how Teyvat adores its human.

Now he got to bear witness to their silent respect towards his temple, vaguely reminding him of how he himself used to see human arts, pieces of beauty and an excellent representation of their culture and just who they were.

Venti wondered if his temple showed the same before shaking it off, it only mattered what you saw in the place.

For a bard so loud, he was pretty good at not beIng noticed if need be, he would be content watching from the sides as you and the leaders of Mondstadt spoke, this was not the time for his introduction.

What Venti didn’t realize was that his presence was noticed a while ago, at least by [Name]. They could have sworn they heard whispers of his name in the air and looked for him, locking their eyes onto him and ignoring him afterwards after realizing how deep in thought he must be.

Lisa had immediately sat down on a seat at the front of the chapel, Kaeya and Amber following suit as Aether watched you walk through the church and Jean followed not too far behind, occasionally asking questions.

“Is this kind of temple to your liking?”

“It is beautiful but it’s not mine.”

“Would you like something built, Your Grace?”

“No, and that’s not my name.”

“Do you enjoy church hymns? We have amazing choirs and I’m sure some local bards would be happy to comprise some tunes for you.”

[Name]’s brain and eyes quickly darted to Venti before returning to the matter at hand.

“No thank you. Again, I simply was willing to hear you out about me potentially being more than a drowned rat, not willing to hear about how to start my own cult.

The two went back and forth like this for about ten minutes, Jean asking questions about [Name]’s view on the types of services hosted by Mondstadt and offering to set up versions dedicated to them, personally.

Again and again, [Name] told her no, growing more and more frustrated each time she ignored their attempts to request explanations rather than offers. The limited abilities they had might be strange but they weren’t a god, they didn’t want to be a god and they sure as hell didn’t behave as one deserving of worship.

After Jean asked yet another question, this time in regards to what they wished for the requirements to serve at the temple she insisted be built, [Name] lost it, whirling around to face her as the wind picked up and pounded against the walls from the outside. 

They spoke sharply and at a reasonable volume, wanting to make their view understood but not wanting to lash out.

"I am no god. I do not wish for a temple nor followers. Anything I have done for you in the past was done through a vessel, thank them for once with something other than money and let me life my own gods forsaken life.”

Lighting struck outside the building as a storm began, there hadn’t been a cloud in the sky before but lights flashed in a snow darkly light sky, closely followed by thunder.

[Name] held eye contact with a now startled Jean before they relaxed a bit and looked away. 

“Look, there are others far more deserving of anything you’re going to give me. A god should be able to help their people and I can’t do anything of the sort… so please, just stop. I’m excited to be here, I truly am, but I would prefer if this worship talk stopped. I offered to hear you out and I haven’t heard a hint of an explanation, only your insistent ramblings about how Mondstadt can best serve me. Please, Mondstadt is built around freedom, not debt. I’d expect this behavior over the other nations but you all?”

[Name] vaguely wondered if this dream was in fact a nightmare, their brain reminding them their work may be praised to high heaven but there was always someone out there who deserved that recognition far more. 

They wanted to wake up.

Jean stopped following them for a time, instead moving over to speak with the other four as [Name] continued to walk the aisles.

She returned a few minutes later.

She offered [Name] a place to stay the night, hoping they would be in a clearer headspace tomorrow, and [Name] couldn’t refuse, it’s not like that had any other place to go in this strange mental landscape. 

It took longer than [Name] would have liked to convince the group that they would be fine on their own but that didn’t stop Aether and Paimon from making them aware that the two would be right next door if anything was desired.

So there [Name] sat. Still mentally stewing in anger and self pity, thinking to themselves once more ‘I want to wake up’.

They couldn’t, they tried to pinch their own skin but they just would not wake. Pain in a dream was normal but even what they inflicted on themselves wasn’t enough, they’d have to manually find a time where the connection to this dream was weakest and force themselves out. The lighting left the storm but the rain was as hard as before, causing [Name] to only sink further into their mind.

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They spent the day in the room given to them, lost in their own thoughts and only calling out to be left alone when people knocked on the door, at least until after they had fallen asleep.

Another dream filling their mind but ending as a blur when they woke, a blur, a mess, of course this was a dream and that’s why they couldn’t remember what dream they had just had.

Moonlight from the now clear sky seeped through open curtains onto the wood and [Name] zoned out staring at the illuminated flooring, pulled out of it when a knock at their door drew their attention once more and instead of telling them to leave, they spoke plainly, telling them to come on in.

The door opened to revel Aether once more, this time without Paimon at them by his side. He looked at them in concern but all they could do is shrug. 

“I’m not a god.” They told him once more and he approached slowly, sitting at the edge of their bed.

“I have a question for you.” Aether spoke so gently that [Name] was couldn’t help but wish to humor him and instead made a noise of curiosity.

So he continued “You claim you aren’t a god, what makes you so sure?”

[Name] paused for a moment, contemplating the answer.

“Because the things you say I can do aren’t so special. I can only do them because I’m not from Teyvat and if you were from where I was from, you’d be able to do the same.”

Aether stared into their eyes “Does your world have stories of gods? I assume they do considering you know the term.”

[Name] nodded in response so Aether took that as permission to keep talking.

“Most godly tales have entire races of gods, does them having equals make them any less powerful than the average human?”

[Name] paused for a moment, considering his words. “No, I don’t believe it does.”

Aether smiled. “Does a genius from a word of geniuses visiting a place where nobody can match their mind make them less impressive to the people they meet?”

[Name] shook their head slowly.

Aether smiled even wider, reached out to grab one of their hands. “You may be average to your kind, but you’ve done so much good for us, not being the only one doesn’t make you any less impressive, I’ve met other gods, other gods who could challenge you in control but non used their power the way you did. You have done nothing but help us so even if you cant do anything more, allow us to thank you properly.”

[Name] felt their eyes begin to sting “Not being the only one doesnt make me any less impressive huh? I feel like I’ve waited a long time to hear that.” [Name] took his hand in theirs and moved to sit beside him.

“I’ll do my best to let you all quote en quote help me, but please, no temples or servants.”

Aether chuckled. “Agreed. I’m more than enough.”

The now relaxed [Name] smile as tears began to roll down their face and they wrapped their arms around him and speaking with muffled words. “Thank you very much Aether… and can you tell Jean I’m sorry?”

[Name] couldn’t see the wide and vaguely unsettling grin as he wrapped his arms around them and whispered into their ear. “Why don’t you do it yourself? I’ll be there for you and we can have a proper conversation on what you need here in Teyvat.”

A nod set all of Aether’s worries to the side, relaxing into the hold of his god who would now accept the title. He had fixed her mess, Jean better be thankful he knew his Guide better than anyone.

All [Name] could do now was chuckle to themselves as they held Aether close, a thoughts entered into their mind. '1/48’ they thought to themselves.

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Well, there was a tone shift for this chapter that I wasnt planning on.

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Well my dear people who interact with my content. Here’s part eight of The Guide.

The Guide is a SAGAU (self aware genshin alternate universe) with the premise of what if [Name] actually being the creator, [Name] was seen as being the only ‘god’ who helped the world.

Part one

Part two

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Part six

Part seven

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Mondstadt was a very beautiful nation, all of the nations in Teyvat were but Mondstadt did a brilliant of capturing the hearts of travelers, [Name] being no exception.

As such, [Name] would enjoy being given the time to look around on their own instead of being dragged towards the cathedral.

Jean had always considered herself a well put together individual but when Hoffman had burst into her office, rambling that the Traveler had arrived and had someone with him that he called 'his guide’, Jean felt her normally calm disposition crack.

She gave him orders to locate Kaeya as she walked out of her office and towards the Library where she knew Lisa and Amber would be. 

Normally Amber wouldn’t set foot in there but after accidentally setting an edition of 'The Dandelion Sea’, Lisa insisted Amber spent a week assisting the Librarian to quote 'teach her proper respect for the written arts’.

When Jean opened the doors, not worried about being gentle with the knowledge she currently possessed in her attempt to gather the first vessels of The Guide, she found Lisa napping on her desk as usual as Amber read through yet another gliding manual.

Amber took her feet off the desk where she had been resting them and quickly shook Lisa awake, calling out a greeting to her boss.

“Good afternoon Acting Grandmaster Jean!" 

Jean’s mind offered the thought that Amber was trying not to be called out in front of Lisa for her disrespect of the paperwork but Jean didn’t have time for that. 

She smiled at the two, waiting until Lisa was somewhat awake and speaking briskly. "According to the Traveler, Our Guide has arrived in Mondstadt.”

Lisa straighted in her seat and stood up to insure she wouldn’t fall back asleep as Amber gasped and spoke quickly. 

“Is he sure? What do they look like?! Where are they?!”

Jean softened her tone at Amber’s joy. “I’ve been told they’re in the town center. I have yet to meet them but I’d like you two to come with me, as well as Kaeya whenever he gets here.”

“Well now, that’s not very nice of you, I can be here on time when it comes to them.”

Kaeya’s voice rang out from the doorway, leaning against the wall. 

Jean nodded. “In that case. Let’s go. I’d like to take them straight to the Cathedral to discuss how they wish to be treated while here, preferably before anybody makes a scene.”

Ten minutes later, Jean found herself on one knee in front of The Guide, a bag had been placed beside the chair they sat on and they had this smile on their face that made her heart feel weak.

The warmth they produced was unmistakable, blocking the wind on Mondstadt which might otherwise send a chill up her spine.

She insisted Their Grace came with them to the Cathedral and requested Sara have their meal delivered when finished, she agreed, of course, especially with the hefty pay that the Traveler had promised.

When [Name] stood and reached for their backpack, a hand entered their vision and grabbed the handle. [Name] looked up to meet Kaeya’s uncovered eye and he gave them a playful smirk. 

“Let me get that for you.” He told him and [Name] rolled their eyes and smiled at his antics. 

They responded in a similar light hearted tone. “If you want to, I definitely won’t stop you.”

Kaeya lifted the bag, slightly underestimating how heavy it was, they had a lot of books and chargers in there, okay? And having to sling it around his shoulder.

There were a few minutes of walking towards and up the stairs, of which there were many, a fact [Name] was none too pleased about, perhaps they could convince Mondstadt to put in a ramp, before [Name] decided to ask a few questions, perhaps foolishly hoping for answers.

“So, do I get any sort of detailed explanation for what you meant by service and mercy, earlier?”

Aether held in a snicker. For a god who played his existence like a fiddle, they didn’t seem very good at reading social cues. Perhaps that explains their tendency to do things like climb walls in the city or cause him to say the strangest things, it’s was alright though, he would be more than happy to teach them everything he’s learned about social standards from his travels.

Luckily for [Name, Kaeya seemed to take pity on the confused outworlder. “She meant what you have helped us do for the betterment of Mondstadt and Teyvat as a whole, as well as the increase in power you have blessed your vessels with.”

Ahhh, [Name] slowly realized. Them playing the game probably looked very weird from an inside the world perspective. Their brain never even thought of that, well, they supposed it did considering it was their dream.

“So, you guys are calling me a fucking god is because I played a game? Look, whatever you’re thanking me for, I can’t do it anymore so there’s no need to thank me.”

Aether, who had been walking alongside Jean at the front of the group, paused and turned around quickly. “What do you mean you can’t do it anymore?" 

[Name] felt slightly guilty at the hint of panic in his voice. "I needed a specific item and I don’t have it anymore, so I can’t do it. I’m sorry… but hey, you get to go back to your life now.” [Name] tried to smile to comfort him but the now awkward atmosphere and stares from other members of their group made them feel like they were going to stabbed or something.

It was a rather good thing [Name] couldn’t read minds as Aether’s was going a million miles a minute. He had spent his entire time on Teyvat with the knowledge he would always lose control to his god, that his god would keep him safe and he’d come to no harm but if having them with him ruined that promise of safety and increased strength then what could he do? Nothing, he was nothing without his Guide.

However through the panic of the group, every vessel nearly losing their minds with fear, Paimon simply laughed. “What are you talking about Silly? You can do it, you just need to learn the new controls! Don’t worry, it’ll come naturally when you need it!”

[Name] fought the urge to raise an eyebrow in judgement and instead simply glanced at Paimon. 

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I taught you how to use vessels before! I know you haven’t lost that ability, I can feel it!” A stupid grin never left Paimon’s face as [Name] fought back an existential crisis.

Before [Name] could speak again though, Jean spoke up. “Paimon, if I understand you correctly, their godly blessings work differently when Their Grace is in Teyvat rather than out of it?”

“Of course! I mean, they still have access to the settings after all! Just press some buttons in your vision, [Name].”

It was only then that [Name] noticed a handful of buttons in the corner of their sight. 

One featured the usual Paimon symbol needed for pulling up the menu, another seemed to have Aether’s face, one more had an eye icon and another had a map. Four in total, each in separate corners. 

Normally, [Name] would be terrified but right now, all they could think was that this was a very detailed dream. A fun one as well. So [Name] reached into the air and pressed the Paimon icon.

The world around them seem to freeze in place, only Paimon moving around, who then came to float by their side, getting between them and a now stuck in place Kaeya.

[Name] ignored the action, looking at the blue screen that made itself seen in their view, formatted similarly to the Paimon screen on their laptop. There were options of buttons to press so [Name] decided to look them over.

X 

Notifications     Worldsettings

Quests   Bag   Achievements

    SPEAK WITH TEYVAT

[Name] stared for a while before tapping the quests button and they couldn’t stop themselves from laughing loudly at the first quest they saw

Well this won’t get awkward.

Hug every playable character 0/48

(Set more quests?)

They didn’t need to see more. They pressed the x buttons on every screen and exited the Paimon icon. The world resumed and the 4 humans could only watched confused as [Name] howled with laughter, bending in on themselves as grasping their stomach as they struggled for air before they spoke, Paimon giggling at their side.

“Oh… my… goodness… this… this is the best dream ever. Okay! So I might get my abilities later but I’m not touching that right now! Onwards to the Cathedral!" 

[Name] ignored the worried glances that the group exchanged as they walked up the stairs and eventually reached the final steps into their destination.

"I’m still very confused on what exactly the reasoning for this is and I am still convinced I am not a god but I’m definitely willing to hear you out. Inwards!” [Name] opened the doors walked inside, glancing around at the currently empty seats. “Huh, no one is here. Kind of a shame, was hoping to interrupt service.”

Amber watched in confusion as [Name] sat down on the stairs at the other end of the church before trying to whisper in Aether’s ear. “Do you think they’re mentally unstable or this is normal god stuff?”

Aether held back another snicker before whispering back “Definitely god stuff." 

Speaking of god stuff, one stood behind them, watching quietly as his Guide, someone he wished he could at least call a friend, explored his church. 

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Part nine

Oh my, I live. I post again.

I hope you guys enjoy this!

Also, if you sent in an event request, I’m so sorry if it takes me a while to get to it! I promise I’m not ignoring it, I just am either trying to find inspiration or am researching the character if I don’t know much about them (cough cough Dainsleif cough cough)

Tag list! 

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@isaywhatiwant

@multifandomvoyage

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Um. HELLO?!

Like a week ago I was celebrating 50 followers! NOW IVE GOT 250 HELLO?!

But, as a thank you, here’s an event.

Event is now closed.

How shall we admire you? Our dear Guide.

My idea for this event is as follows.

Send me a basic self/personality description and for those who don’t know what to include, I’ve made a list below

•Pronouns

•Some habits (ex. I randomly blurt out insert phrase. I do everything two’s, I stim in this specific way. I do insert thing when anxious.)

•Likes and dislikes

•Positive and toxic traits (two or three of each.)

•Your zodiac sign or MBTI personality type (only if you think it’s fitting for you. It’s just to give the writer a basic grasp of your personality.)

along with some things specific to this event such as

•Your main genshin team

•Your highest genshin kin

•Favorite genshin character

•What kind relationship you want to have with the characters you’ve listed

•If you want your request to be written when you’re inside or outside the game.

And from that I’ll write headcanons and/or scenes of those characters interacting either with you and with each other in a Guide AU setting!

This event runs from May 27th 2022 to June 3rd 2022 so send in a request between now and then.

Feel free to send in your request via an ask (I’m struggling to figure out how anon works so you can absolutely ask me to not show your username) or DM it to me!

Thank you all so much for all the support you guys have continuously shown me and I’m so thankful you all seem to enjoy my content. The likes and comments and interactions as a whole make me so happy to log on and leave me very motivated to make more content, so again, thank you.