idolpro | Tsukiakari's Ideal world

[ When you come to, you find yourself inside some sort of theater. There are no seats, but the stage in front of you is lit up. Though the background that’s been put there is most definitely fake, the light of the moon, the movement of the trees and the petals scattered in the wind seem incredibly real, so much so that it’s easy to question whether it truly is background or not.

You feel sleepy, still, but you’ve been slumbering for far too long and something inside you is telling you to get up. Go out. You have to wake up. There are tears running down your face, but you might be too distracted to notice them, because soon enough you hear music coming from somewhere.

For a moment, at the center of the stage you can see a shadowy figure dancing under the moonlight. As it fades away, unmistakable, you can hear Tsukiakari’s narrating voice. ]

"You were born with a face fairer than any other.
You were divinely created, but you were cast aside like worthless dross."

"You are a failure. Too fragile to be a tool or a human. But this is a story after all, and you’re the one who will choose the way it unfolds. Write it all from scratch or stick to the script - it's up to you after all."

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[ Oh, how lovely.

He shifts back to his half-dragon form and if this place allows him to materialize anything he wants, then he would like a table with two chairs---

No, wait. This in Inazuma. Manners.

A low table with two cushion and tea for two.

On the surface of the moon. ]

Answers to my questions.

Won't you join me?

[Not the person Zhongli probably wanted, but he sits! And just stares at him very enthralled and borderline rude.]

Teyvat has three moons, you know. And all of them are the corpses of gods.

. . .

But you don't look quite interested in a history lesson.

...... did you know them when you were alive.

[He tells him a single word. A hue.]

If you were ever curious what the color of your soul was.

I am a young god - as you know. The elementals live such a longer life than I. And even so, in my young days my eyes did not stray from Liyue. Not even to the stars.

[ He blinks at that and then smiles warmly. ]

I see the eyes the production gave you were sorely lacking.

Might I ask the color of yours?

[He tells him though his color sports two hues.]

And now? Why did you come as an audition? Though I suppose that is a question for a later time.

What do you know of BARiTONES newest?

I know that his timeline is ahead of mine. Or perhaps it is a divergence though I did not know until I arrived here that fate allowed such things.

I now also know that he was betrayed by a colleague of mine - the Electro Archon.

A creation with a soul but no direction.

And no place to call home.

In the end, that answer he must find himself, but having others around to show him different paths would not go amiss.

I agree.

But his soul is not yet ready to entertain even the thoughts of happiness or peace.

Something of smaller scale then.

I seek to provide a place for him to come into his own. Whatever choice he decides. A place where he feels safe or at least not constantly looking over his shoulder.

Have you other suggestions?

Perhaps a chance to converse with those that he had no chance to before. In the space and security of his own mind.

The person who created him then.

As an Archon, I am not in a position that he would ever trust me. Nor do I want to be held in such regard.

But also as an Archon, I can facilitate such a meeting.

The rest would be up to him. In the shelter that you and others provide.

This is a making of his mind, correct?

[He folds his arms and thinks.]

I don't believe now might be the right time even if it is convenient.

And what makes you say that?

Raw are still the wounds of his creation, of his death, of all that he wrought.

I imagine he'd only hear the answers that would anger him further especially from that one.

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[ He will be able to materialize those! And at the request, well. He will finally show up - wearing his baritones outfit - but his hair is long, and the tips are glowing purple ]

I've never been very fond of you.

Is that so? I hadn't noticed.

[ Gestures to the---

ALEXANDER.

Conjures another seat and tea cup. ]

Have a seat. Perhaps we can use this moment to clear the air - as they say in Mondstadt.

Mmm ... no.

If you want to "clear the air", you will have to earn it, Archon.

And what would earn the ear of someone who has been betrayed by one of the Seven so? I imagine such a gift fetches a high price.

Write for me a story I will enjoy.

A different ending.

I see.

[ He takes a sip of tea and mulls over that request for a long while. ]

Then shall we go visit Ei together, Balladeer?

[ he doesn't answer.

But a portal will appear in front of him and if he decides to take it, he will find himself in the throne room ]