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Shards of the lost is a 5 star Light cone of the Nihility path.

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In her world of stillness and nothingness peace only existed when she stood idle on the sidelines. Naive hope of eternity full of quiet and unchanged repetitive cycles kept her there and for a long while she refused to meet the image in the midnight clad mirror that haunted her dreams. There, she could see stars flicker out at the legs of the mirror that did not show her reflection. Mystery shrouded itself around the endless sea of black around, swallowing her whole.

Her peaceful solitude shattered, mirroring the state of the broken glass in which fragments of her likeness appeared. In each fragmented piece, she glimpsed someone else—eyes like hers, but filled with a passion for all things corrupted.

In her dreams she saw herself reaching for the reflection’s neck, fingers slipping through the glass as if it were silk to choke the woman within, squeezing hard until life burst from her and the mirror's reflection showed the dark glimmering skies and only herself, and then the dark swallowed her again. Trembling hands withdrew from the mirror, reaching to brush her fingertips across her own neck. Anger, sadness, pain, confusion, curiosity - it all boiled within.

“Listen here- No matter where you are hiding, no matter how powerful you have become. I will bring your reign of terror to an end. In these vast worlds, justice is true and absolute, always. It will catch up.. I will put this to an end”

“But first you’ll have to catch me” The voice replied from the darkness.

- Lustrous Ballroom Event

A/n: My piece for the ship event hosted by the wonderful @xianyoon <3 Thank you so much for organizing this event, and I hope everyone enjoying this will also enjoy reading it :)

Prompt: ethereal - a clandestine kiss under the moonlight threatens to turn into more

Contents: Dr. Ratio x Jien YueXia, fluff, a bit suggestive at the end but not NSFW, doesn't follow the canon storyline

Warm hues of gold showered the ballroom from the high ceiling, the hanging lights flickering with a shine of white and specks of red as the crystals would catch any reflecting light. There was a particularly big candle chandelier in the middle whose candles didn’t seem to melt, no matter how long the party stretched on into the night. All the big windows were opened at the start of moonrise, filtering in the cool summer night air and stirring the thick curtains tucked at the sides of each window. And there was a certain magic to it all, yet suffocating with so many people flocking all across the floor.

It would be the first big event that Jien had attended in a long, long time. The event was long coming, and between work and rest, she had found herself walking from one store to another for a gown fit for the occasion and one that matched her picky taste. Too many stores offered seldom good options, so in the end Jie had opted to purchase a simple gown as a base on which she could commission additional work to be done on. What was the result was a beautiful and long golden dress with a V-cut collar that revealed a little more than her work outfit, split sleeves and a slit that reached up to the middle of her thigh. It hugged her figure, but left ample room for movement and comfort and for the breeze to lick up at her skin. Even her horns were not left from decorations as pale a golden ring enveloped the thin curve on each horn, connected by a thin chain that held a single faded gray moonstone. Jien felt like a completely different person altogether. 

Over the crowds of people she hoped to spy her partner, yet she couldn’t find the familiar golden laurel on anyone’s heads. It has been well over an hour since she had stepped foot with Veritas Ratio through the heavy open doors of the ballroom, but somewhere along the lines of conversation with other party guests and searching for a drink, the two had separated. His absence made the sudden tension in her throat all the harder to bear, and a hardened expression replaced the initial wondrous look that gazed upon everything in curiosity and awe. A couple of friendly faces reminded her too much of old friends she could no longer reach. 

All too soon, the celebration ended for Jien as she climbed up the pale marble steps to higher ground, taking a moment to look at the floating orbs of light that exuded a comforting cool breath. The building was full of these little things, which one could easily call magical, as at first glance there was nothing logical about their existence. The same thing ran through both Jien and Veritas’ mind once they glimpsed a painting that seemed to swim in its paint, a living painting hanged on the wall, watching guests walk by.

Finding herself overlooking everyone, away from anyone’s touch and gaze, she fished out her phone from her pocket, quickly sending a message to the first contact on the list. Just as she tapped on the sent button, asking where the other person was, she saw the three dots appear below, bouncing as they heralded the presence of Veritas. Glee glowed within her chest and a smile made its way up her face, solidifying when he replied that he was on his way out to the gardens where he asked to meet up with her. It was such a simple request, yet it weighed more on her heart than this entire ballroom combined. Too many people, too much noise - Jien thought as she made her way back down and out the first door she could find, greeting a few familiar people along the way. The clicking of her heels soon became a more prevalent sound as the cacophony of the party got drowned out by the sound of silence of the dim-lit gardens. 

Out of pure habit, Jien had grown quiet as well, her very step becoming lighter and cautious as her figure slipped beneath the bow of a rose bush. Moon flowers blossomed at the sides of the paved path, the pale petals outstretched like little fingers grasping at the moonlight. Green leaves and bushes had grown to a color almost black in the absence of any light, aside that of the moon that bathed the surfaces in silver. A sound of flowing water caught her attention on the path in front, her gaze landing on the giant fountain at the center of the gardens, the figure in the middle fashioned from pure marble in the likeness of a creature half-horse and half-fish. The long curling tail of hind end wrapped around the post the horse sat on. It was forever made to look like this, flowing mane and front hooves bent in the air, ready to dive into the very waters it guarded. 

“I finally found you” - Jien’s voice came out hushed and relieved, yet with a hint of playful sharpness. Mirth made its way to the crinkles of her eyes as she approached the figure standing at the side of the fountain. He had already heard her coming, and was patiently waiting for her to come to him. A smile was rare for him to do, at least in such situations as this, some may even find it like a sneer, but this was nothing like the crowded room they had lost each other in, and fresh air had enveloped them like old friends. Veritas let himself smile and be at ease. 

“Yes, it was about time”, he agrees, closing in the distance between them. The trouble of not feeling her presence at his side for so long made him feel starved of the same, something Jien seemed to read off of him like words off a paper. “You sure know the best ways to go running off and out of my sight, it seems to be your talent”.

“Oh, spare me the scolding, it’s not as if I did this on purpose, and it’s certainly not something I wanted either. I looked all over the place for you - I could very well say you were hiding from me” Jien rebutted, tilting her head at him with a playful smile plastered across her red-painted lips. In the moment, Veritas scoffed at her response, and Jien let her shoulder slack, breathing a sigh of relief now that they found their way to each other. And the distant clamor and music was merely a buzz that neither of them paid attention to now. The music was replaced by the soft call of crickets and a distant hoot of an owl. A comforting notion, besides the more obvious one that stood in front of her, and in front of him. 

“And to think this whole thing is barely half-way through.. I’m not sure whether I’ll fall asleep on the tables first or if I’ll flee back to our hotel” she chuckled as she took a step to stand at his side. Already sensing her next move, Veritas moved to the side until she could lean her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapping around the bend of his elbow. His suit still smelled like the light musky perfume he put on at the start of the evening, and it held additional tones of wine and her own perfume. He smelled warm and familiar. 

“Don't think of running off from this. There's appearances to be kept up, more hands to shake and smiles to be shared”. 

Jien snorted at that, a grin breaking her face as she lifted her head to rest her chin on his shoulder, looking at the way his eyes held the guised mischief and mirth. “Hah, don't talk as if you wouldn't leave this party at first chance”, she teased, admiring the full golden laurel that wrapped around his head before tracing her way to his eyes. She could nearly feel his breath across her skin as he uttered “You know very well what I think of gatherings such as this..”.

The night twinkled with peculiar light of stars of different shades, and Jien’s body dipped to sit on the edge of the fountain, her touch leaving a lingering feeling across his arm. "What are you doing?" Veritas questioned as his keen eyes observed her motions of unlacing the strap around her ankles of her heels.  

“My feet have been killing me since a good half an hour ago. What does it look like?” Jien responded in their usual back-and-forth fashion, holding no malice or bite as she slipped her feet onto the paved cold ground. Ease filled her ankles and the soles of her feet and she breathed another sigh of relief.  The party was looking better, now that she was away from it. 

“I'm surprised you're not choking up in that suit of yours. It looks uncomfortable” 

“I assure you, the material is thin enough, I'm feeling fine now that I'm out here. Inside though…hmph, I'd rather not go back to the memory” Already he had his arms folded over his chest, the crinkles of his shirt looking strained over his chest and shoulders. One had to wonder if this was his size, but the Doctor did prioritize his comfort too.  Nonetheless, this knowledge didn't stop the horned woman from looking down on the chest window and the buttons barely holding in place; trying, and failing, to keep her smile to herself. 

“What?”

“You couldn't have picked something more… modest?” She asked, her voice still holding onto a sense of ease and her characteristic bluntness.

“Is there something wrong with my attire for tonight, Miss YueXia?” His eyes regard her now in the style he regarded someone who he was scolding, lips drawn in a thin line. This reaction prompted Jien to rise from her seat and approach him, step by slow step like a doe as she held his gaze, face expressionless and soft. Long accustomed to his demeanor, she took no offense to the way he was at times, knowing much more lay beneath this tough exterior he wished to keep up at all times. 

Tilting her head at him, she allowed herself to be a tease, but earnest nonetheless as she gripped onto his forearms, mind brewing words to spew. “Nothing is wrong, perhaps that's the problem”, said Jien, searching his eyes for that little glimmer she was chasing.  “You look too good for your own good, Doctor. Even with that alabaster head you insisted on wearing for the second half of the night”. At that, Veritas found himself speechless. Faced with such blunt flattery and compliments he was tongue tied, and could only mimic her motions by tilting his head, his eyes drinking in the lines of her face. Without a pardon, his eyes roamed, following the line of her eyeliner up to her brow, then down her nose and to the curve of her lips. 

Lifting one arm and releasing it from her hold, he brings his fingers to tilt her chin up, noting the way her eyes widened and flickered behind her black rimmed glasses.  Yet she seems to lean further into it, gentle breaths fluttering against his knuckles.

“You're really being awfully affectionate today…it almost makes me think there's something more to it, is there?” His tone had mellowed out along with his gaze, observing her and seeing the thoughts flow through her dark eyes. 

“Nothing has happened, and nothing can force me to be affectionate. If it is uncomfortable for you, you need only say so. Do I make you uncomfortable, Veritas?”.

 There it was. The slip of his name from her tongue that felt like honey flowing through his ears, attracting more of his focus - as if she didn't have it all already.  

“No..no..” Veritas refuted in a hushed tone, eyes flickering away from her, at nothing else in particular, wholly lost within the confines of his brilliant mind, in which he didn't feel so brilliant right now. He felt sluggish, nearly ready to go to bed, but not without this warmth Jien exuded. 

“Something wrong? Is there something you want to say..?” it's a whisper, her amused expression falling as her chin tilted to the side, as if to follow his gaze, and Veritas had half the mind to play with her here and banter some more, but he decided against it. 

“...you look…beautiful” he says at long last, and Jien could swear she never heard him talk so quietly. She could feel her heart climb up to her throat, lodging itself there and giving her little control over the smile forcing itself over her lips. God damn you, Veritas, she wanted to say, for being the only man to be able to reach so deep into my heart, my soul. 

“You flatterer-” she averts her gaze, nearly escaping the hold he had on her if he had not slipped his palm onto her cheek. “Pfft..” 

Her hand lands over his own, nuzzling her reddened cheek into his palm. Whatever worrying thoughts she woke up with today were all gone now, evaporating in the wake of his display of affection. Neither of them indulged too openly in affections, not like this, not so boldly anyway. It nearly felt as if it was all being done for the first time. Veritas would much rather them spend time in each other's company, working on their separate tasks; Jien would rather opt to show her love in the same manner, or by doing things that could ease his time or by cuddling up to him in the night. Both of them found this bold language of love foreign, yet no less compelling and tempting. 

“I only speak truly, you know that” His gaze searches for hers, watching how the silver light made her hair cascade over her shoulders in silver-kissed waves, forming an ethereal picture held in his very hand. 

Questioning him now, or denying his words, was out of the question. 

Jien swallowed the lump in her throat as she felt his other hand slip onto her hip and without a second thought she snaked her hand up his chest and onto his shoulder. “Hmm..”

There's a shift in his eyes and brows, a subtle quirk that asks her wordlessly- ‘What is it? Talk to me’.

There's not much of a question in her mind. Save for one. Looking up into his eyes she watched as he leans in slightly, stealing her air and pulling her closer to him. The whole garden suddenly feels like a lonely stage made solely for their perusal. Her hand slips to his nape, playing with the thick strands of hair that grew there. 

‘Kiss me..’

Where her words failed her, her eyes spoke for her. Pulling Veritas closer to her, feeling him press his forehead against hers before she made a short motion of tilting her head upward, meeting his lips with her own. 

Her eyes flutter closed, both arms wrapping around his shoulder, fingernails slightly digging into the material of his suit and feeling the muscles underneath. The kiss lasts only a couple heartbeats, but upon pulling away both of them prove to be rather breathless nonetheless. Veritas thumbs at her cheek, staring her down as she does the same to him before she catches a glimpse of his lips, stamped with her lipstick. 

All the buzz of crickets around them returns once Jien chuckles heartily at the sight, finding it endearing and soul warming; her displayed mirth catching Veritas off guard as she pulls him down again, stamping her lipstick across his cheeks and the corner of his lips. 

“Jien-! You-”, Veritas tries to growl, to tell her of the aforementioned image they had to keep up, but it's almost as if he can feel the whole garden giggling at his flustered stance and at his very thoughts that present nothing more but a jumbled mess.

So he gives in, and the next kiss she goes to give him is stolen by his lips, a fiery passion unlocked deep within his heart as he claims her plush lips again. He can hear a sound of surprises coming from her, but she doesn't pull away, nor does she try to stop him. Both of his arms dip to circle around her, pulling her flush against his chest and until he can pull her up to her tiptoes; up until then it was him who had to lean down just a bit to kiss her. Jien smiles into the kiss, her heart drumming loudly between her ears.

Pulling away proved to be harder the second time around, a deep hungry pit having been opened deep within their bellies. 

As Jien smiles like a fool over smudged lipstick, staring at him in admiration of his, now disheveled, looks, Veritas huffs after inhaling the much needed air, already thinking of ways to slip away from this place. 

“That opportunity you mentioned before…to leave the party…” Jien nods, urging him to say what she knew was running through his mind. “I believe this is more than enough reason to leave. We'd be much better off celebrating off at our hotel. It's much more comfortable to enjoy a celebration when it's just the two of us and not a ballroom of strangers waiting to see who'll get drunk the fastest… Do you not agree, Jien?”

Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

"Deeds, not words"

A/n: Finally finished this and tbh I am very proud of how it came out even if I see that I could have done better in certain areas. I prefer the first one better, but tbh I love them both. I have scrambled together a little story to go along with this, although I do have to warn that the details of Jien and Proxy's story, how it really unfolds, is still subject to change. This drabble here is just me exploring ideas of how Proxy can start seeping more and more poison into Jien's life, but we'll see. To anyone that does read it, thank you <3 Mwah.

Contents: Syaoran, a technician of the team of Armed Archeologists, is accompanying Jien to Scalegorge Waterscape at the invite of a High Elder. What waits for them there is no warm welcome.

There is an odd tension in the air, so ill it made him sick. Scalegorge Waterscape had towering walls of water all around, and it felt as if they were ready to swallow him at any moment, the sky above being the only solace. The air was still with the smell of salt, and there was a quiet sound. Like the one a dog made before it growled. 

Miss YueXia didn’t budge, and Syaoran judged it was because she was from these parts. Perhaps she felt at home even, but whether that was good or bad didn’t have space in their conversation with the Elder before them. And now he could sense that feeling of anger from Jien, he only wished he could see her face from where he stood, a step behind her. Did she look angry? Or was it that cold expression she once served the team after that messed up expedition?

“We have welcomed you into our fold and treated you as our own. Yet our eyes have reported your face sneaking about in the night around the Luofu, sowing suspicions and spreading gossip. Is this your way to show gratitude, YueXia?”

The Elder looked at Jien with cold suspicious eyes. 

“High Elder, while I appreciate your invitation to meet me I fail to see how or why I would do such things, especially since I have not been on the Luofu in almost a year” she replied, cold and even tone, yet there was an unmistakable tinge of some need below it all - a need to make things right. A flicker of a flame. 

“Moreover, I have never wished you or the people of Luofu any ill will and I have always advocated for the safety of the civilians as much as a Cloud Knight. Did you bring me here to confront me for something another has done?”

“Another?” the Elder bristled, arrogance rolling off of him like a cloak. “I have seen it myself, this ‘another’ was you. I saw your face in the darkness. And you dare lie to my face? The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus have been on the prowl and you with them. I knew the IPC wishes to get their clutches on the Vidyadhara, but I refused to believe you would aid in such a goal”

That is not true, Syaoran wanted to say, feeling his face twist in displeasure. Jien was against the Abundance, against the Disciples, the whole team knew, but even if she wasn’t - her team was. Syaoran knew Kaiya had a burning hatred for the Abundance and his wife was from the Xianzhou Yaoqing. He’d be the first to jump against any idea of Jien bringing any harm to Xianzhou Luofu, but everyone knew she’d sooner go mad than think of such schemes. 

“Do you know how many you’ve hurt with your doings? And you wish to say my eyes are deceiving me as well?” 

Jien’s eyes fell dark and darker still, her jaw stiff as she ground her teeth together, listening to the Elder talk without interrupting him.

“I meant no insult when I previously said you were mistaken in your assertion, but now you are accusing me and my team of inexcusable crimes and I will not tolerate such” Her tail brushed against the cold stone, pale and gnawed away by sea and time. “High Elder, I can assure you I had no chance to do such things, even if I had the plan to ever harm you and the people, which I remind you again - I never did and never will do. I was half a cosmos away. Do you propose I have, perhaps, cloned myself? I pray you don't jest, High Elder, and listen to what I have to say. Who you saw was not me, I swear on my life..” Jien put her hand over her heart to show her sincerity as the seams of her silence began to tighten and break. 

The Elder Syaoran couldn’t remember the name of frowned deeply at her words, distrust swimming in his eyes, body taut as a bow string. “And you propose I believe you over the reports of countless others?” 

“I cannot force you to put those reports aside and trust my word alone, but I hope the eyewitnesses of my team, as well as camera surveillance and date records of my passage through the cosmos can be proof enough to you and so many others that are holding the belief that I or any of my team have committed these crimes. I am more than willing to bring them all over here, to you, as soon as morning comes if that would let your mind let go of these beliefs” Jien sighed and shook her head a moment later. “Although, I do fail to see - if these crimes are so severe, I would have expected someone else to come and question me about them..” there was a mild insult interlaced between her words and tone, so skillfully that not even the Elder before her could point it out without sounding mad.

He only exhales a long breath through his nose. “You will be questioned by the Ten-lords Commission” he said, tone resolute. Syaoran could see Jien move her hands behind her back, her fingers forming into a fist. Somthing told Syaoran that the High Elder came to this decision on the spot.. “The evidence is overwhelming and not in your favor. But I will give you until morning to bring your evidence to us, and we’ll take it from there”

₩arning: Yan? HSR x Kaslana! self-insert?, grammar mistakes, out of character, doomed yuri(?), kind of a harem...

Part 1: here

Expanding on the previous one...lore and shit 'cause I wanted to giggled.

Anyway, a little reminder, as a Kaslana, you are deemed to be gay or bisexual, so be prepared.

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In the past, you had your own kingdom. Your father was the previous king, your mother had died giving birth to you not long after. And so your father raised you on his own, teaching you about the goods and bads of the world, teaching you how to fight for your loved one and protect them at all cost in the name of the Kaslanas, The Knights and Shield of Humanity.

However, in a war with some Honkai Beasts, he died bravely, entrusting the kingdom and the life-long weapon of your family, which was a weapon of the Goddess your kingdom had been worshipping, "Atajina", had once held, to you. With that, you began leading the kingdom at the ripe age of 19.

You were a great leader, you had led your people to the war against the Swarms Disaster, later on leading the injured and the citizens to safety through the mountains. However, on the way, a woman accidentally dropped her baby down the hills below because of an argument between your mentally unstable comrades that was scared of the Swarms. The mother who was too surprised to even comprehend the situation, followed her son down the hills to protect him on instinct.

Being the only one who noticed that makes you rushed over to catch them, but instead got dragged down by gravity. Upon falling down, you could heard the screams of your comrades and the people who were worried for you behind, but you hugged the body of the woman closer to you, wanted to protect them with your own body no matter the cost.

When you woke up, you were still hugging their body. Despite a few scratches here and there, you saw that they were fine. But you were not, you felt a burning, painful feeling in the back and back of the head, which makes your head felt lighter. Seeing the passed out woman and her son in your hands, you could feel your heart beating calmly, relieving that they are safe.

Because you got up earlier, you instead went to investigate around with your broken back and bleeding head. When you got back, you saw the woman had woken up and she's calming her son down. After she noticed you and realized the situation that happened, she immediately apologized and said that her name was Yaerosa. Later she helped you tending your wounds with things you found useful while sobbing, saying sorry over and over again for causing it but being the person you are, you brushed it off.

When she asked about the people up the tall hills, you got silent. You haven't think that through 'cause of the rushed situation, now you do. But you believe in your comrades, they will understand and led the people back to safety first and then find you later.

Yaerosa was a sweet young woman, you thought, she was a single mother, the son's father had abandoned them upon hearing that she was pregnant, which makes her miserable. However, she got back on her feet by her family's support and the son who was born, whom she loved dearly.

You admired Yaerosa and her bravery personality. She also said that she had a great impression of you, who had started an event of helping those in needs by funding them with money and food and a place of living by building houses with helping them earn a job. She was one of those in needs, and she was grateful for you to be the one who proposed that idea and got accepted.

You and Yaerosa warmed up to each other, spending your time healing and investigating the surroundings to find the way back. She was the perfect woman in your eyes, and when you realized you liked her, you started to try and court her by making her flowers ring, subtly hinting your feelings. And in turns, she also subtly accepted it.

However, the good time never last long.

When you were out hunting for food, Yaerosa got attacked by the remains of the Swarms, eventhough they are much more weaker than all the other one you had encountered, they can still be harmful to those who don't know a single thing about fighting like her. And so, she died with her son in hands.

When you came back, you saw her cold body and felt chills run down your spine. You couldn't believe your eyes, and you were devastated, got crazy and started to hunted down the Swarms. When you calmed down, you instead went back and properly buried Yaerosa and her son, wished for them to rest in peace.

Later on, you found your way back to your kingdom after months of finding, but instead of your comrades and people greeting you, there were only desolation and death surrounded. Red dripping down the walls and mottled under your feet, making you feel more lightheaded than ever. Is this why they take months to find you? That they were all dead? You asked yourself in the reflection of the broken glass underneath you.

Upon seeing the culprit, the Swarms Leader in the middle of the city with it's children around, you could feel blood running straight to your head, and you took it upon yourself to revenge your comrades and kingdom. You wielded your weapon, flying toward the Leader with all your might and started a no-ending fight.

It eventually ended with you winning, but your blood keep flowing non-stop, the big hole on your waist cannot be tend, and your missing right hand cannot be cured. You were on your dying breath, which was your goal at last. You fell down to the ground, your eyes felt heavier than ever and you could slightly see your father, the previous king, and the love of your life, Yaerosa, standing in front of you, with your comrades and people behind them, waving to you.

You thought they were greeting you, welcomed you to their embraces and you were about to ran to them, but instead, you got pushed back, the last thing you saw was them turning around and leaving you in the dark.

When the light hits you, you saw that you are no longer on the battlefield. Your head was hurting, and your memory was not right. You were in a new body now, as you inspect your own body, you were met with a warming person, who later introduced to you as Akivili. They said that they had founded you dying on their way to travel around the galaxy, then they helped you transfer your life and soul into this doll that they got from a friend, giving you a second chance at life.

However, they didn't expect you to forget everything before that, so they didn't know your name. Instead, they gave you a new name, Filtatos, which later you founded out that it means "dearest".

You began your journey with Akivili, traveled around the galaxy and learned new things everytime. But when the times come, you asked them to leave, wanting to travel alone, eventhough you saw that Akivili was hesitant about it, they eventually accepted, and you took on the journey alone.

That's when you found out that without something, your body will always got shrink into a palm size.

Maybe because a certain Aeon keeps hiding the fact that kissing someone on the lips is not something that friends would do, which in turn causing you a lot of troubles because you didn't know how to fix the shrinking, instead you just waited till it gone (that can last at least 12 hours).

Until you met the infamous Dr. Ratio and followed him around that you found out about the method.

But we've discussed it before, so let's keep it aside.

After the Incident of Penacony, in which you cannot dreams so you successfully escape the illusion, you were greeted with the familiar Knight of Beauty, whom you met on your alone journey one time and ended up saved him from the poisonous experiment of some researchers from the Herta's Space Station in a random planet. He was so grateful for that that he always offered to help or even take you with him, eventhough you refused many times before.

Later on with the Galaxy Ranger, Boothill, who immediately recognized you as the loner he met in a bar on another random planet, which you were just following a friend to protect them on a per request. He was mesmerized by your beauty and strength that he wanted to travel with you on the journey for a while longer but never got the chance to since you left the planet as soon as you were done with the request.

A certain Emenator of Nihility is familiar with you, a sense of homesick came to her when meeting you, but she can't quite put on a word to it. So she let it through, bringing her to you even more than a normal person would. Because you brought to her a feeling of protection, wanting to shield you from any harms but didn't dare to stop you when the times come.

That Memo-Keeper sure is a headache. When you first met her, she was trying to sneak into your memories and find out what's behind those doll-like bones of yours, only to be horribly pushed back by the invisible forces. It didn't hurt her, of course, just a little uncomfortable of the suddenness but she could handle it, unlike when she is with that Emenator. But that only makes her longing for it more, wanting to find out what's behind those forces, and so, she continued to invaded your spaces, nothing too much, just close enough to let her through. But everytime she got pushed, she go further as she could, and everytime it happened, her obsession with you grew. So you learned to stay away from her, perhaps someday you will have to make her learn her lessons of not invading others memories.

Next is with the infamous singer, Robin, who was so excited to see you, the person who she once had a chance of meeting in one of her concerts in another planet. You were one of her bodyguards that she hired temporary, and she was delighted by the way you acted around her that she even invited you to sing with her in one of her released albums, which her fans did question who is the deep voices singing in the background of her songs.

Last but not least, the Oak's Head Clan, Sunday, whom you met when he was being imprisoned in a dark room that you unfortunately stumbled across when you were lost. You did offered to help him escape, but he refused. So all you did was cleaning up around him and himself because in your mind, it would suit him better than being stained with dirt and mud. Which in fact, did made him widened his eyes.

Now meeting the Nameless, you were a little surprised at how much it had grown for the past hundreds of years when you had gone, but you reluctantly get used to it. You greeted Pom-pom with ease, who was so happy to see you again, and said hello to the new Nameless, who was so stunned at the fact that you are old enough to had traveled with the Aeon of Trailblaze themselves.

Welt himself, however, was stunned by your appearance and similarities between his old acquaintances. Perhaps could he get your real name perchance? That would help him rings a bell.

But in the meeting with everyone on the Radiant Feldspar, you had to choose a path in which decided where is your next journey will be to continue the recovery of your memories, because all of them had taken a liking to you.

Would it be the old Astral Express but with new passengers? Or the Intelligent Guild of the infamous strict professor? Maybe the IPC with the gambler and his work-friends, who had taken an interest in your past? Or the loner Galaxy Ranger with a gun? Remember the extended hand of a distant Emenator? How about the Knight of Beauty? Can you consider adding a relaxing tour with a certain influencer?

Or maybe should you stay alone and be on own?

Oh wait, you don't have that choice, do you?

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