A/n: Tis a crackfic and will contain really random shit so don't expect this to take everything seriously
A/n: It's been a while since I've stopped writing so some or most chapters will definitely be scuffed.
Warning: Mentions of blood, violence, segs and etc.
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"Y'know.... I thought that when we die it's either a pure, cloudy land of white or just a red cavern with lava pools but this... This isn't either of those...."
That's right because what the former is standing on- well, he isn't even standing on anything it's just a pure dark abyss; you can see everything yet nothing at the same time.
"This feels weird...."
He tried stomping his foot on the "floor" yet it feels like he's feeling something and nothing at the same time, heck he can't even feel his own feet, only the sensation of it; it's like he has gone numb.
"This is getting old, is something gonna hap-"
"AHH OH MY HESUS, GODAMMIT MY EYES AND EARS!!!"
Ya'ouch, anyways!
As soon as the sudden light disappears, the man appeared somewhere else. He then slowly opened his eyes only to close it again because he just got flashbanged and his eyes are still trying it's best to adjust. He once again opened his eyes to see a valley of snow and trees, mountains overlooking the valley, two glowing spears in his hands, a giant lake to his left- wait, a spear..?! Two spears?!
Bringing up both of his hands up made him see that both weapons were identical to each other; a sword-like top blade with axe-like blades on the sides (this was more of a halberd than a spear really but we'll keep calling it spear for the simplicity) but one thing that our protagonist had notice is that the handles of the spears were to short to be "considered" as one.
A/n: Just the spears, not Bianca
"Awesome....- Wait, do I even have a permit for this..?"
Spinning the right spear around that he nicknamed: Archora and the left being Dea cuz he felt like it, puts it in a reverse grip before putting the two together then hearing a *click*, making the spears more like a spear.
"So that's why they're so short...."
After inspecting it a bit more, the man decided to spin the spear around his body and to his surprise, he was doing it much smoother than he had anticipated. The man scoffed at himself before putting on an amused smirk then sheathing the now detached spears on his back which he doesn't know how it happened but it did.
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"Hol'up where am I right now..?"
Yep, that's what our protagonist's thought process is; getting distracted by "dumb" stuff before finally remembering what he SHOULD be worrying about. Anyways!
The land around was something that can simply be described as beautiful, I will allow the beauty speak for itself.
"Wow.... But....
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Why is the moon.... Shattered..?"
(A/n: Yes I know that's the RWBY moon but I'll explain that in a few.)
"That doesn't make sense.... If the moon was like that then it would've been much colder here.... How is this possible..?"
"This is too much information in just one sitting- well more like standing- forget it, I'll just find a place to spend the night on; it's getting too cold for me..."
The man then walked towards a random direction; in hopes of finding a place to warm up. While he was walking, he started to check himself; to see what kinds of stuff that he has on his person and those were a cloak that reached his forearm which were made out of some sort of red scales that was hanging on his left shoulder and a red "medallion" of some sort embedded on his right glove.
"Just how the hell did you get here..?"
Lifting his right hand up to lineup with the glistening moon, he smiled to himself at the neat little thing that he did before continuing on his journey onto the cold yet beautiful wasteland of snow and ice as his cloak flutters in the wind.
Timeskip BTYB: MC slowly dancing on his own with a skeleton
"....my snowman and me..♪"
"...baby~♪"
After hours upon hours of walking, the man finally reached a small town of some sort. The night was still young so people can still be seen outside their homes chatting with each other with smiles on their faces. This made the man smile too as he strolled inside a building that was labeled "The Library" and was greeted by a kind old man.
"Greetings, young man! Are you perhaps new here? I haven't seen you around."
"Yes, I just arrived a few minutes ago.."
"Just arrived, eh? Well, I hope you find our town quite charming."
"I already did."
"If so then I'm glad, happy readings young lad..!"
As the man said his farewells to the old man, he went to the history section of the library then started collecting books that he could read as he walks by them before placing them on a table near the center of the library. The man then started reading the books that he had collected; starting with a book that said Tale of Teyvat: The Archon War.
From what the man could tell, this event was the oldest among all of events that was mentioned in the other books that he had read; taking place several thousand years ago, this event was a selection of rulers who will guide this world for better or for worse and this selection led to the death of many gods, one of which was the Goddess of the Moon and Tide: Selene The Lonely Goddess which explains the broken moon.
In the end, there were 8 selected rulers; all powerful in their own right, each representing the 7 elements found all across the world but why were there 8 rulers when there are only 7 elements? This 8th ruler was never really delved into unlike the other 7 who were described into the last minute detail. Perhaps "The 8th" never really showed themselves to the crowd as much the rest, that could explain the lack of description about The 8th except them being called "ᜒᜁᜃ ᜏᜎ᜔", something he seemed to understand (to his surprise) and it translates to The 8th.
This mystery intrigued the man so much that he hasn't noticed that the sun was slowly rising from the horizon and he kept on reading until he finally noticed the time and deadpan on himself before standing up from his seat with little difficulty due to him sitting there for too long. The man said his farewells to the old man up front who chuckles at his lack of attention to his surroundings before saying his farewells as well.
Upon exiting the library that he definitely come back to, he was greeted by the morning sun; showering him with it's warmth as he then enters an alleyway where he sits himself to sleep but before he can drift off into his wonderland, he was interrupted by someone.
"What is someone like you doing here..?"
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And that's a wrap! I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I liked thinking of the scenarios in my head and will be ready for more, tho before we end this chapter I'd like to ask if:
Meet Arlecchino (Will most likely stay in Snezhnaya longer)
Or
Meet Capitano (Will most likely join the fatui and be a trainee with Childe)
And that's it, Prologue: Lost in The Snow & Unfamiliar History is released on 01-20-23 and is still ongoing.
With those being said!!!
I didn't ask for Work
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