Chapter 2:

Chapter 2:

(Y/N) and Amber both stared at the black blood that was pooling under (Y/N)’s wounds. They both slowly looked up to each other. Their eyes meeting as (Y/N) could practically see the gears turning in Amber’s head. If Amber’s bow wasn’t still pointed at them they would have had a chuckle. It was funny in the same way as a kitten getting scared of their own shadow. As the black blood continued to flow out of (Y/N) something wasn’t right about the reflection. A pair of sharp red glowing eyes appeared in the puddle. Eyes that (Y/N) had only seen before in their own mind and in the Monster Hunting Guide they made in collaboration with an artist. Their worry was proven right when a pitch black paw with large claws reached out of the puddle. It is Beo. A monster from a horror story (Y/N) wrote early into their writing career. (Y/N) was writing short horror stories based on different phobias.“Creator… Creator threatened… eliminate threat…” A deep gravelly voice growled as a second pitch black paw joined the first. Amber looked horrified. It’s clear that Amber knows what Beo is. Despite having been shot by her (Y/N) didn’t want Amber to die. Beo climbed his way out of the puddle. His pitch black fur coated in the blood of his creator that he just crawled out of. He starts growling and slowly prowling. (Y/N) racks their mind to think of how to get him to stop. He has a set of commands that are the only he follows and only when the one he’s chosen to be his master is the one to speak them. Beo’s growls are getting louder as he’s getting closer and closer to a stunned Amber. Soon (Y/N) remembers the command. (Y/N) silently curses themself for not remembering the command sooner. “Beo Yield!” It seems to work as Beo immediately freezes mid step. Beo growls as he returns to (Y/N)’s side begrudgingly. “Why Creator? Why do you see mercy on one that’d threaten her own creator!”

Author’s note: … so uh… it’s been awhile… I don’t have an excuse or anything but then again I’ve never been one for consistent updates. Anyway I’m going to say this now and here but (Y/N)s team is going to be based on mine which I haven’t change since I got Wanderer. The team is Razor, Amber, Wanderer and Barbara.

Okay so I call my cat a baby a lot and I imagine in SAGAU they can’t see beyond the screen and can only hear. I imagine all the characters are like “Oh my god! The creator has a child!” I imagine they prepare a top of the line nursery in preparation for when the Creator finally descends. They go out searching for the best people in childcare in Teyvat because their Creator is probably already going to be so busy. The least they can to is provide childcare. Later when the creator actually descends they realize the creator was actually talking to their beloved cat.

Horror Writer Creator in SAGAU

Hear me out… Imagine that all of the Creators works and WIP show up in Tavyat as books. What would the characters think seeing stories of horrific situations that of all people their creator made. Would they realize that it is fiction or would they believe it is documentation of something that actually happened. Would they perceive it as a warning from the creator?

Chapter 1: SAGAU Horror Writer.

(Y/N) stared into those beautiful stars as they tried to figure out what happened. They were shot. Now they’re here. They feel completely fine. Better than ever in fact. They slowly began to accept what happened to them. (I’m an isekai protagonist. God damn it.) (Y/N) carefully got up, surprised that there wasn’t any of their usual back pain but ignored that for the moment as they looked at their surroundings. They were by a lake with an oddly familiar statue on a small island in the middle. (Is that fucking Venti?!). (Y/N) realizes not only were they isekaied but they were isekaied to Tayvat. The setting of their favorite game. (Y/N) has many questions. Particularly why the grass everywhere but where they step seems to be dying. It’s not only the grass but all of the plant life. There are also no animals in sight. Not even the ones that are supposed to spawn. Now that they look more at Venti’s statue, they realize it looked in disrepair. Instead of its normal blue glow, it glows red. Like one that’s still waiting to be unlocked. After having that thought (Y/N) waded through the water towards the statue and mimicked the action they had seen the traveler do many times. They put their hand on the statue and the statue started glowing a brighter blue than (Y/N) had ever seen before. (That might just be because I’m seeing it in person.) The statue also quickly repaired itself. When that happened it seemed as if life came back to the area. The grass was green and they could see small bits of wildlife starting to return. A burst of wind also came through. (Y/N) recognizes where they are as Starfell Lake. (Mondstadt should be nearby but would it be a good idea to go? This could be similar to one of those imposter AUs people were making. If that’s the case it would be a bad idea to stick around when no doubt someone will notice the change in the area soon.) (Y/N) looks at Mondstadt in the distance as they turn and start running in the opposite direction. After a while of traveling they end up at a beach with one of the Teleport Waypoints right where they came in. (Y/N) debate whether or not they should activate the waypoint before deciding not to for now. (That would just make it easier to track me if this is an imposter au situation.) (Y/N) knows this is where the game started well… unless you counted Celestia. They begin to think about what they should do when they hear a sound. They see a flash of red come down from the nearby cliff as they feel a sharp pain in their shoulder. They can’t help but cry out as it burns. (Amber. Of course Amber would be the one to find me. Amber who has been part of my team from the very beginning.) “Stop! Imposter!” Y/N ignored Amber’s yells for them to stop until Amber lands another hit on them with her bow. This time the burning was in their leg and sent them tumbling to the ground. As (Y/N) carefully flipped themself over, (Y/N)’s eyes are wide with fear as they see Amber looking at them from a distance with a look of fear, regret and confusion. (Y/N) soon realizes it wasn’t (Y/N) she was looking at. (Why is my blood black?)

Horror Writer SAGAU Prologue

Our story starts with 23 year old (Y/N), a horror writer pretty well known online. They haven’t gotten a chance to be published as most companies didn’t want to take the risk that their original monsters and interconnected universe would bring to the table. They currently make their living through patron and a part time job at a small coffee shop near their apartment. It was during one of their shifts that they were in the back listening to music, preparing a slice of cake a customer ordered and trying to varying degrees of success to think of new ideas. (Y/N) finished preparing the cake and went to bring it to the counter so that it could be given to the customer. This sadly was the worst time to do it. As (Y/N) walked out of the back they saw that there was a man holding a gun to the cashier. That was all (Y/N) got to see before the gun was pointed at them and a shot rang out. Then they were on the ground watching their own blood pooling on the wooden floors as their vision slowly darkened. They slowly lost all of their senses and fell into a void. They don’t know how they heard it but they heard a voice. It said “It’s time to go home, my dear creator.” They were then pushed out of the void. They slowly started regaining their senses one by one. First it was their sense of touch. It is hard to describe but it felt like parts of their body was being added to and changed. It wasn’t painful though, it was actually almost comforting. Soon they started being able to feel the soft grass under them. Then their hearing started returning. They started hearing the wind blowing, birds singing and water. (So I’m somewhere near water?) After that taste returned. There wasn’t much to taste but their own saliva. Then smell returned and they could smell the grass. Finally they could open their eyes and see. As they opened their eyes they could see the beautiful night sky. There was so many more stars then they ever got to see before. (Is this what light pollution robbed us of?) A question came out of their mouth not directed to anyone in particular. “Is this heaven?”

Ya'll read this thread ! It's not something I have actively thought about but I think they make a great point here.