This is a big day for me !!!! Finally, after all those years I got all the sets from Season 4 😩
I'm soooo happy omg ! I received the Elvenstar today and built it as soon as I could ✨
Although I'm slightly disappointed about Noctura's bat form (I adore her) but she seems so small and thin 😭😭 maybe I'll build her a new bigger one when I'll get the time, motivation and money (I'm so broke this month)
I dreamed of getting this specific set since middle school when it was released 😔
I'm really sad about Noctura (she's my favorite 👉👈) btw, as I'm supposed to have two figures of hers, but I gave one to my best friend at the time cuz she didn't have her and wanted to play too, but I never got it back (I'm not mad, just a bit sad), and my only one was damaged with time, and some of her painted dress came off :(
And buying a new one would cost like 20 bucks for just one figure 👹
I remember not having most of the sets, so I did some parts with some random pieces 😭
I still have a lot of sets missing to complete the whole collection, but only Azari's chariot is missing for Season 3 (the other Seasons are a mess help me)
A personal frustration of mine currently is that I have to buy second hand, because completely new sets are extremely out of price, and I had issues for Gust 's set (the seller said it was in great condition, nothing missing, and yet they replaced so many parts that weren't even in the set, Tidus was replaced by some random guy from Lego Friends, Aira's head and hair was replaced by Mia's from Friends...) 🫠
BUT I'll still try my best to accomplish this childhood dream of mine :)
Synopsis : A person finds themselves in Teyvat, during the Nod-Krai Archon Quest.
Characters : Iva (gn OC), Rerir, Varka
TW : Blood, choking
Genre : Isekai
Word count : 1.9k
Note : I don’t know how to write and English isn’t my first language pardon me for this thing I made
No beta reader haha...
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Iva found themselves wandering in darkness. Everything was eerily silent. They tried to look around.
A minute ago, they were going back home from classes, when suddenly thick fog engulfed them, making them lose track of the road ahead. All sounds of cars, birds and the cold wind hitting their hair had stopped.
The darker everything around them became, the more uncomfortable they felt. Like some kind of pressure on the body and even more on the eardrums ; a feeling similar to a plane taking off. They struggled to stay upright, a sudden dizziness overcoming their senses. Letting escape a few coughs, pressure building up in their nose.
Then the darkness lightened up, the environment becoming greyish ; the fog was slowly dispersing, while staying dense. Iva looked around, trying to focus on the surroundings ; the cement sidewalk was now replaced by wet dirt with bits of grass and wet sand, rocks and pebbles scattered here and there. They leaned on a rock next to them to try to regain their balance. The thought of removing their heavy backpack had crossed their mind, but because of the strange situation, Iva decided it was best not to. It would be stupid to lose it.
Iva’s heart was racing, trying to understand what was happening, heartbeat ringing in their head. They felt dripping from their irritated nose, and tasted salt on their lips while trying to humidify them. They wiped their nose with their hand ; blood.
“Great, first nosebleed… Ugh… There’s a first for everything, I guess…” - Iva mumbled, still hazy.
The air became suffocating and uneasy ; a noticeable shift. They took a few steps back, covering their nose with their sleeve to stem the bleeding slightly (first aid skill issue will not be of help). They looked around, uneasy, starting to panic. They couldn’t understand what exactly was going on. They hated not being able to see in front of them. This feeling of an unknown presence, unable to pinpoint where.
Then, noises. Steps. Multiple. Like a group of people. And groans. Groans ? Maybe it was a group of hitchhikers ? And yet, a sense of dread was setting in… Different, or maybe worse than the one around strangers, and enough to send shivers down her spine.
“Weird…” - They muttered, wiping their nose. Blood was still sticking to the skin and sleeves. - “Is this Resident Evil or The Last of Us type sh⟡t…?” - They added, trying to evacuate the stress.
Iva then heard murmurs. But they couldn’t make out the words. The ground suddenly cracked, showing fuschia colored fissures in it. The origins of the steps revealed themselves rather quickly. Headless bodies stumbling forward, dark torn clothing partially covering purplish skin, lacerated with dark veins, the whole body eerily glimmering from below the skin. A spectral and cold flame was glowing through the fog above their shoulders, giving a faint outline to the marching bodies.
“The Wild Hunt ???” - Iva took a step back. - “From Genshin ?? What the f⟡ck ??”
What the hell were they supposed to do in this situation ? They took more steps back and almost tripped on some buried metal containers. They removed their bag from their shoulders (very stupid decision) and tried to hide behind a rock on the left, a bit further behind. Iva covered their mouth to avoid anything spotting them through their panicked breathing. A few bodies walked by, a few meters away.
Although, the pale rocks Iva hid behind had somewhat of a slightly calming effect, with gentle linear patterns stretching around them, with a subtle pale blue glow emanating from them.
It was terrifying to them. Seeing zombified bodies with flames instead of heads slowly stagger, knowing they would lunge at you with no mercy and tear you apart if spotted was a scary thought. Iva was praying to not get spotted. At least there was no big guy…
They watched the group walk further away. Iva’s thoughts were still hazy.
They slowly got up when thinking the ghouls were at a safe distance, and tried to look around to try and leave the contaminated area. They made a few steps into the fog, leaving the backpack behind the rocks, trying to find an opening or road aside from the one where the monsters went on. Walking forward, they saw only dirt and sand around. There were some rocks on the right, with a faint red patterned circular glow. Turning to the left, to plain ground, and then quickly tried to backtrack.
A big burly figure, with dark fur lining its right shoulder and thorny spikes protruding from the other one, followed by a few basic ghouls was slowly walking forward. Glowing scars, axe in hand ; a spectral fuschia flame glowing from underneath a broken helmet, set askew on what was once its head.
Iva stopped in their tracks, feeling a cold shiver run through their spine and hair standing on their neck. A horrible feeling set in. It was more than the feeling of being watched, of having made a big mistake and waiting for punishment. It was something unnatural, a dark presence. They froze, afraid to turn around.
“You…” - A raspy voice groaned from behind.
“Oh G⟡d…” - Iva thought.
They turned around, scared to death. An over two meters tall humanoid figure, pale skin mostly hidden under black bandages that seemed to be part of the body. In between the cracks the same wicked fuschia glow was seeping through ; the whole body framed by a carmine torn cape and black sharp claws. The white messy hair was a contrast to the dark flames that followed his figure, which were both mesmerizing but also spine-chilling. The reconstructed body of the Rächer of Solnari was standing right here, staring down with his single sharp eye.
“He already regained his body in the story then…” - Iva thought.
His fuschia eye was staring down at them, as if observing. Iva was frozen, heart racing. They didn’t dare to say a word or move a muscle. He acted quickly ; they were powerless.
His clawed hand gripped their throat, lifting them up. With the oxygen cut, Iva’s first instinct was to try and get his hand off their throat, but very obviously they were no match to his strength.
“Hm… Not Kuuvahki… But not completely useless.” - He said, tightening his grip.
Iva tried to gasp for air. They couldn’t control their breathing and it panicked them. They tried to writhe, but their legs were uselessly dangling in the air. Everything was getting blurry, they were panicking even more, and felt energy drain from them quickly. Not exactly life force, but something they’ve never felt aware of, and it was escaping. Maybe it was just their own imagination ; their thoughts were incoherent from the lack of air. But something was being pulled out of their chest, that they were sure about.
It felt like eternity ; the pressure on their throat, their attempts to catch a breath in vain, his unwavering sharp gaze, the corners of their vision turning darker by the second. Their eye caught an azure swift flash, suddenly appearing in the darkening corners of their vision.
A heavy hit almost landed on the Rächer, as he let go of them to dodge it. Iva fell on the ground, shoulder hitting some rocks on the ground. They let out a pained gasp, coughing and trying to catch their breath, their hand going up to feel their aching throat, while the other one rubbed their pained shoulder.
They could hear noise through the haze, like an exchange of blows. The sound of two blades against claws. Iva was trying to regain their bearings, but everything felt clouded ; foggy, confusing, and yet the pain was real. Some bodies flew, seen as flames, so it was most probably the Wilderness Exiles getting exterminated.
Iva then was lifted at some point, as the scenery changed ; through the blur they noticed the dark and poisonous colors of the area contaminated by the Wild Hunt moving away, giving way to green grass and ground, and a night sky.
Once they felt the ground, they fell to their knees, still frozen. Their heart was racing, catching their breath. The other person was catching their breath too, planting his greatsword into the ground.
“Phew… Good thing I noticed the Wild Hunt was getting a bit too close to the Craftshop ! Aino should be a bit more careful with those decoys…” - He cheerfully said.
Heavy footsteps approached them, and he leaned down. - “Hey, you alright ?”
Iva looked up a bit at the man, still in a haze. It wasn’t getting better. Their brain was mush ; barely registering information and processing thoughts. Breathing was already a toll on the brain. Getting strangled by a character that only existed behind a screen, inside a game… Maybe it was all a hallucination ? Maybe they’ve grown mad ?
“That’s a lot of blood, huh.” - The man said, handing them a handkerchief. - “Careful. Heavy nosebleeds are no joke.”
They weakly took the tissue, and slowly brought it to their nose.
They heard a flask being opened, and the man gulped down a few sips.
They were almost killed. By a fictional character. But that shouldn’t happen. It can’t be here. But if this is not the real world ? Then they’re not supposed to be here ? They just got strangled. Or just a hallucination ? A dream ? But dreams don’t feel like this, do they ? Even nightmares don’t feel this physical. What if they were attacked in their sleep ? Or killed, and now all this is just afterlife ? They could swear they still felt the pressure on their throat. That glare. Everything felt so painful.
A tap on the shoulder made them look up.
“...-hear me ?” - The man said, sounding concerned. - “You’re still bleeding.”
Iva noticed that they had lowered their hand from their face. They brought the handkerchief back to their nose.
“Lean your head a bit more forward, and keep squeezing your nose. It should help stop the bleeding. Just like that.”
Iva quietly followed the instructions. Easy. But thoughts still scattered. They felt heavy.
After a while, the bleeding seemed to have stopped. The dried blood was sticky on their face though. It was uncomfortable. They felt weak. But looking a bit further than their nose, the grass was green. A darker green, yet more colorful than the one they usually see back home these past few years.
They could make out the sound of waves sloshing against the rocks. A big door with cyan symbols glowing around it ; not far, neon signs and noises of metal hitting. Strange fluffy fireflies were flying around, and Iva’s hazy gaze turned towards an ominous building on the horizon, above the water.
The man outstretched his hand, and they took it, standing up slowly.
Following the man for a while around the shore, walking through sand and gravel, and sometimes climbing over a few rocks, they were lost in thought, trying to focus on their movements. Although he did have to keep an eye on them as they almost fell a few times on the way. They arrived at a hidden passage. Iva’s throat was still tight, unable to forget the helpless feeling.
They followed the man through the cave, almost tripping on a rock. Iva caught themselves in time, before the man would try to catch them. Even through their haze, they felt the embarrassment. Lifting up their gaze, they found the place somewhat familiar.
A meeting room, underground. Boxes, a board, a long table…
“You can rest here for now.” - The man says, getting a chair. - “I doubt Miss Nefer is going to disagree with this, especially with what just happened. And the others should be back sooner or later.”
Nefer. That name. This place. This man.
The hidden meeting room in the Archon Quest. And this guy who just saved them. D⟡mn this all. A headache hit Iva’s brain.
Note : thanks for reading whatever this is lol TwT
I'll try to continue this, I had the idea for this fic for quite a while now, hopefully this won't be abandoned :')
If I continue it, I'll post it on Ao3 and Wattpad too maybe ?
Yeah I kinda decided to reminisce about some fandoms I loved years ago. I still have my Lego Elves collection, and I got better at art throughout the years :3
Deciding that now that I have money, I can maybe try to complete my collection, and bought a few used sets ! So I decided to doodle a little :))
