Imagine in SAGAU Creator!MC ends up getting isekai'ed hundreds of YEARS earlier than the game, like probably 5 years after Khaenri'ah go boom boom pow, and MC was picked up by Morax who ended up spoiling her even without knowing she's the creator
When you say 'picked up', I now can't unsee Morax just walking by, sees Creator!MC literally spawn into existence, looking oh so confused and adorable-
Morax/Zhongli: "...Is no one going to take care of this adorable creature?"
He then proceeds go, "Mine now-", and carries her back to his residence, and yes, she's gonna be spoiled.
And that's before Morax even figures out she was the Creator! ...Which he'll figure out eventually. Just give him some time, he's a bit busy spoiling her rotten~
|| Soo, I may or may not have disappeared for months just to come back and start a completely new fic- I have been practicing my writing I swear. Anyway, this is just me trying to improve my writing more. I tried my best with this one. ||
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>Summary<
They say you see your life flash before your eyes when you die.
I didn’t.
Instead, I saw a temple with my face carved in stone. And a world I once knew through a screen.
I thought I was just a regular player like everyone else. Just another ordinary person. But now I’m being told I was made for this. Designed to replace and fix the mess that was left behind by them.
I didn’t ask for any of this.
But if I was created to fix this world… Then maybe I get to decide what comes next.
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Eyes Open, World Changed
‘This has to be a dream…’
That was my first thought after I woke up.
And honestly, If anyone else saw what I’m seeing now, they'd have the same reaction. Seeing statues of yourself, perfectly carved in stone, in some random temple? Yep, that just screams creepy.
As eerie as everything was, I eventually forced myself to get up and take a look around. The temple seemed old, almost worn down even. A thin layer of dust coated the floor and walls, as if no one had ever stepped inside here for years.
Thankfully, finding my way out wasn't as hard as I thought.
While following the path, what I assumed would be the exit, I froze. The sudden sound of rapid footsteps caught my attention. Fast, echoing, and it was coming from just ahead.
My breath caught in my throat as the sound grew louder.
And then I saw him.
A figure stepped into view, and the second I recognized that familiar silhouette, my eyes widened.
No way
He wasn't just some random NPC. I knew that silhouette anywhere. I've seen it enough times to recognize it from just the way he walked.
It was Zhongli. One of the gods in the game.
But instead of ignoring me or whatever I expected from a god.
He stopped. And his eyes locked onto me. I swear, for a second, he just stared. Like he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Then he did something that made my entire brain short-circuit.
He dropped to one knee.
He literally knelt.
His hand and on his chest. He bowed like I was royalty or something.
“You’ve returned.” He said. “Forgive me, I didn't recognize you at first, Your Grace.”
Excuse me?
I just stood there, blinking like an idiot, trying to figure out if I heard that right.
Your Grace.
Me?
“Why are you calling me that..?” I asked, completely thrown off by the sudden formalities.
From the way he spoke… It sounded like he was expecting me.
Zhongli finally looked up, his gaze meeting mine. I think he almost smiled. Just a little. But if he did, he was good at hiding it.
“I feel… your presence.” He explained the best he could, his tone was still formal, like always. “A familiar aura… Familiar to the person I've been longing to see.”
“Aura?”
I glanced down at my hands. I didn't feel any different, not from when I was alive. I didn't realize anyone could sense something from me, let alone someone like him.
He stepped forward, his expression softening.
“Yes. I don't think you would recognize it yourself, at least not yet. But to me, your presence alone was enough to know.”
He glanced around the temple.
“This place was built in your honor… Dedicated to you… The creator of Teyvat."
My jaw instantly dropped.
‘Did I hear that right?’
‘Creator of Teyvat??’
The words echoed in my head like a broken record.
I quickly pinched my arm as hard as I could, hoping this was all just some crazy dream.
Nope. Still in the temple.
I slapped myself. Hard.
Still here.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Zhongli watching me, a small frown forming on his face.
“There's no need to hurt yourself, you grace.” He said as he started walking toward me.
“Wait… You mean this is actually real?” I asked, turning to look back at the temple and the statues that looked way too much like me.
He let out a soft chuckle as he came to a stop beside me.
“Yes. This is quite real.”
He turned his gaze to the temple. “You are the creator of this world. You are my god… And the God of all gods and the land.”
The way he said it, it sounded rehearsed, as if he was quoting something sacred from memory.
I could barely handle being called the Creator, but suddenly being called their God too? Yeah no. That was way too much.
Unless I had a god complex, which I definitely did not.
I looked back at him, half hoping he would say sike or something. But of course, he didn’t. He looked completely serious about this. Then again, he always had that serious look on his face.
Before I could even finish processing all this insanity, my stomach growled.
Loudly. Like embarrassingly loud.
Like “hasn’t-eaten-in-a-century” loud.
I instantly clutched my stomach, awkwardly looking away from him.
The walk to the city was… Quiet. Too quiet.
I didn't know what to say, and Zhongli didn't exactly strike me as the small talk type of person.
I reluctantly followed him, mostly because my body was moving on its own. Or maybe because I had no clue what else to do. I mean, where do you even go when you just suddenly found out you’re apparently the god of everything?
The closer we got to the city, the louder everything became. Footsteps, chatter, distant bells ringing through the harbor air.
It was strange.
Familiar, but not. Like I was walking through a game I used to play, but someone had turned the realism slider way up.
And then people started noticing us.
Well, me.
Their eyes widened.
Some stopped talking mid-sentence. A few even dropped whatever they were doing. The atmosphere shifted. You could feel it. It was like the whole harbor took one collective breath.
It didn't take too long for the whispers to spread like wildfire.
“Is that…?”
“Could it be…?”
“That's Her Grace..!”
I suddenly became very aware of how I was walking, how I looked, and how I hadn't brushed my hair or bathed since dying.
‘Great.’
Zhongli, of course, didn't react to any of it. He just calmly led me through the crowd like this was nothing new to him.
Meanwhile, I was trying not to pass out from secondhand embarrassment.
Eventually, we stopped in front of a restaurant. It looked familiar, probably one of the places I used to teleport to for daily quests.
He turned to me. “You need food. Come. You'll feel better after you’ve eaten."
Honestly, he was right.
I nodded and followed him inside.
We walked in and… Yeah.
Every single head turned.
The whole restaurant went dead silent.
No one said a word. No one moved.
They just stared.
No one dared to come close, It was like they didn't know whether they should bow or run for the hills.
Honestly, if I was in their position, I wouldn't know either.
As we walked further in, I noticed someone was already seated at one of the tables. The second I saw her, I instantly knew who she was.
It was Hu Tao.
The eccentric funeral parlor director. Always smiling, and a little too comfortable with chaos. She had her signature coat on, and that hat of hers tilted just a little off-center.
Hu Tao looked up from her plate, blinked once, then tilted her head. Her eyes narrowed in curiosity… And then widened like she had just seen a ghost.
Well. Technically, she kinda had.
“Is that…” She muttered. Trying, and failing, to hide the disbelief on her face. Then she cleared her throat and straightened up, suddenly way more formal than I expected from her.
“Your Grace,” she said, bowing her head slightly. “It is an honor to be in your presence.”
…For a full two seconds.
Then she peeked up at me with a grin.
“Okay, I tried. But seriously, are you hungry? Do Creators eat regular food, or is it like… Divine mist or something?"
Zhongli sighed quietly beside me.
Hu Tao grinned. “What? It's not every day you meet the Creator in the flesh! Just trying to make a good impression!”
I wasn't sure whether to laugh or slowly back out of the restaurant.
We soon joined Hu Tao at her table, and not a minute later, a waitress timidly approached us, clearly trying her best not to look directly at me.
“W-Welcome, esteemed guests. Today's special is-”
“There's no need for menus.” Zhongli cut in, his voice calm but firm. “Bring us one of everything.”
Hu Tao choked on her tea.
“Everything?!” She blurted out, staring at him like he’d grown a second head.
The waitress shared the same expression before giving a stiff nod and quickly left toward the kitchen.
Zhongli, unfazed as always, simply nodded once again. “Yes.”
Then he turned to look at me. His gaze was quiet, but intense as he scanned over every little part of me. Like he couldn't believe I was real and sitting here in front of him.
“The Creator needs some nutrients in her body.” He said, completely serious.
Hu Tao leaned forward, eyes flicking between us.
“Oooh, so that's how it is.” She whispered dramatically. “You're spoiling her already, huh?”
I blinked.
“Wait, I didn't even ask for all-”
Hu Tao gasped. “Does the Creator not want the sacred lunch of a thousand blessings?”
“..It’s just food” I muttered, slumping back in my seat.
The food arrived quicker than I expected, and there was a lot of it.
Like, a small feast kind of a lot.
At first, I just stared at it. Then I picked up a pair of chopsticks, grabbed a bite, and-
My eyes widened.
“HOLY CRAP, this tastes so good!” I said, probably louder than I meant to.
It was like every flavor just exploded in my mouth. I didn't realize just how hungry I was until now. And as if my body had a mind of its own, I started to feast on the other dishes.
Hu Tao rested her elbow on the table, propped her chin on her hands and watched me like I was the most entertaining show she had seen.
“It’s like Your Grace was starving for centuries.” She said with a grin. “You eat like you just came back from the dead.”
I paused mid-bite.
She wasn't wrong. I didn't say anything though, I was too busy inhaling dumplings like they were air.
Even Zhongli looked quietly pleased, like seeing me eat was proof I was really here.
Hu Tao continues to just sit there, watching.
Her gaze kept flicking between me and Zhongli, like she was seeing something brand new, even though she had known him for years.
I guess it was different. His demeanor was different than anyone has ever seen before.
It wasn't just respectful or loyal, it was deeper than that. Almost soft even.
I caught her mumbling under her breath, just loud enough for me to hear.
“Mr Zhongli in his full devotion.."
Zhongli obviously heard it too, and he didn't miss a beat.
“I would do anything for my god.” He said, his voice steady and certain. Like it was the most obvious truth in the world.
Then suddenly, his full focus shifted to me.
Before I could react, he reached out and gently placed a hand under my chin. His thumb brushed near the corner of my mouth, wiping away.. something. A sauce stain? I don't even know anymore.
And then he tilted my head up, making me look directly at him..
I froze
My heart stuttered a little at the sudden closeness, and don't even get me started on the way he was looking at me, like I was something sacred.
And that word again.
God.
I don't think I'll ever get used to them calling me that. It still felt way too big and heavy for me to carry.
Flustered, I quickly pulled away and cleared my throat, trying to pretend like that didn't just send my soul into orbit.
“Thank you for the meal.” I said, focusing very hard on the table. “I feel much better now.”
Zhongli didn't say anything but I caught the slight flicker of disappointment on his face.
Still, he simply placed his hands on the table and stood up.
“Good.” He replied, voice steady.
Hu Tao, who had been watching us with the most smug little grin, finally spoke up again.
“So~ What will you do now that Your Holiness is here?” She asked, her tone playful but curious. “Got any grand plans? Maybe some divine destiny stuff?”
I swear, she was having the time of her life with this.
But I couldn't answer her right away, it was something I had been asking myself ever since I woke up in that temple. There were so many questions I wanted to ask.
‘Why was I brought here as their Creator?’
‘Was I supposed to help them somehow?’
Even if I was supposed to help, I don't even know the first thing about being a deity.
I was just… me.
For now, it felt safer to choose something simple. Something that has nothing to do with God powers or divine wisdom, or whatever else they were expecting from me.
“I think..” I said, glancing out the window, “I'd like to explore the city.”
Zhongli listened and gave a quiet nod. “Of course.”
Even without him saying it out loud, I could tell he wasn't exactly thrilled about letting me wander off.
He kept giving me the “I respect your decision but I'm internally spiraling” kind of look.
Still, he didn't argue. I mean, how do you even argue with your god?
Before the silence could stretch too long, Hu Tao shot to her feet with both arms in the air.
“Ah, you know…” She started, clearly trying to sound casual but her grin was already obvious. “Maybe Your Holiness would wanna visit my funeral parlor!”
I didn't give much thought about it before nodding, it was a start. Plus, I've been wanting to see the inside of the parlor anyway.
“Sure, lead the way.”
Hu Tao's face lit up like a lantern. Honestly, I don't think she expected me to agree that fast.
Before I could even change my mind, she was already heading out of the restaurant.
“You don't have to tell me twice!” She called, practically almost skipping toward the door.
I blinked, but quickly followed behind her. I mean, I did say I wanted to explore the city. I just didn't expect to start with a funeral parlor.
Behind me, Zhongli stood as well. He didn't say anything, but I could feel the tension radiating off him. Clearly he wasn't comfortable with the idea of leaving me alone with Hu Tao just yet. So, of course he followed.
Liyue Harbor looked totally different when you’re not staring at it from behind a screen.
The air smelled like spices and the sea breeze. There were voices everywhere as well. Merchants shouting over each other, the sound of children laughing, wheels clattering, bells ringing in the distance. Everything felt very much alive. And a little overwhelming.
Hu Tao led the way, practically bouncing through the crowd. Of course, people stared as we passed. Some whispered. Some bowed. A few just froze on the spot like their brain short-circuited.
“Wow, you're quite popular, Your Grace.” Hu Tao said, looking over her shoulder at me.
“Yeah, I noticed.” I muttered.
Zhongli walked silently beside me, a step behind but close enough that I could feel the weight of his presence. I wasn't sure if it was comforting or just adding to the pressure.
I kept my head down most of the way, pretending not to notice how people were practically still staring at me. One thing for sure that I certainly didn't feel like a god, I felt like someone who had walked onto a stage in pajamas.
“Anyway, this way!” Hu Tao called. “You're gonna love the funeral parlor.”
“...That's a weird sentence to say.” I mumbled under my breath.
Hu Tao pushed open the doors to the funeral parlor like she owned the place. Well, she did own the place, so I guess that tracked.
There were a few clients sitting inside and a couple of workers behind the counter. The second we walked in, every head turned.
All eyes landed on me.
I immediately felt the weight of their stares, and for a second, I kinda regretted agreeing to this. Maybe the funeral parlor wasn't the best place to start my “casual” city stroll.
One of the workers standing behind the counter looked like he had just seen a ghost. He blinked a few times, jaw slack, before managing to stammer out,
“Wh.. What-?”
“Oh yeah, it's fine.”
Hu Tao's voice cut in with her usual carefree energy as she suddenly appeared next to me, looping her arm around mine.
“Hey all! You're looking at the Creator of Teyvat!” She said with such pride, like she was announcing the arrival of royalty.
And just like that, the room exploded into hushed whispers.
“It can't be!”
“No way..”
“Is that really the Creator?!”
Some of the workers looked like they were about to pass out. There was excitement in their eyes, like they were witnessing a legend stepping into real life.
I leaned toward Hu Tao, whispering as quietly as I could, “Did you really have to announce it to everyone..?”
Hu Tao just grinned in response.
“I don't wanna keep anything a secret.” She casually said, like announcing a god in public was just normal behaviour here.
She unhooked her arm from mine and started walking ahead, waving her arms as she spoke.
“Look around! This is the funeral parlor I run here in Liyue.”
I followed her, trying to focus on what she was showing me, but I could still feel the stares from everyone around us. Some of them bowed or gave these half-nervous nods as we passed, mumbling things like, “Greetings, Your Holiness..”
I made sure to smile and nod back at each one, trying really hard to look approachable and not like someone who was barely holding it together inside.
No pressure, right?
As Hu Tao kept talking, something in the corner caught my eye. A catalog on display, filled with detailed sketches and designs of coffins.
Oddly enough, it drew me in. I stepped closer without thinking, flipping one of the pages.
Hu Tao noticed I’d wandered off and quickly joined me.
“Ah, yeah! Those are our coffin designs,” She said, pointing to the open catalog beside me. “And all the things that are included with each package. We've got options for every kind of departure.”
Her tone was casual, but I could tell she knew funeral business like the back of her hand. She gestured proudly to a section filled with sketches, carvings, and descriptions in neat columns.
“We’re known for the best coffins in all of Teyvat after all.” She added with a little puff pride.
I nodded, flipping through the pages and admiring the craftsmanship. Compared to the plain, boxy coffins I’d seen back when I was alive, these were way more intricate. The patterns, the shapes, even the materials, it all looked surprisingly beautiful.
“They all look so interesting.. And kind of pretty actually.” I murmured. “Only the best to send the dead to the afterlife, huh?”
Hu Tao grinned, placing a hand on her hip.
“Exactly! We want our customers to rest peacefully knowing they will be buried in style.”
She stood tall, clearly pleased with herself as she looked over at me. From somewhere in the background, I could hear some whispers from the employees again.
“She's really here..”
“I still can't believe it..”
As the whispers continued around the room, one of the clients suddenly rushed toward me.
“Wait! Please, wait! Your Holiness-”
He barely got the words out before Zhongli stepped forward, his voice sharp and steady.
“Keep your distance.”
That alone stopped the man in his tracks. He froze mid-step, gulped nervously and didn't even dare move any closer.
I could feel how tense Zhongli had gotten beside me.
So, gently, I reached out and placed a hand on his arm. It was a small gesture, but enough to tell him it was okay.
He glanced down at me, visibly reluctant, but eventually stepped back.
I turned to the client with a soft smile, trying to ease the tension in the air.
“Uh, is there something I could help you with?”
The man nodded, looking like he was using every ounce of courage just to stay standing.
“..Yes, Your Holiness.” He said shakily.
His voice trembled, but there was something else behind it. There was a mix of hope and desperation in his eyes. Like he was holding onto me like I was the last thread keeping everything from falling apart.
“You’ll… fix everything, right?”
That caught me off guard.
I blinked.
“Fix everything?"
He swallowed again, clearly intimidated by the way Zhongli was still watching him. But he pushed on.
“You’ll fix the monsters that roam in Liyue.. Bring back better harvest… And..”
He hesitated. Like whatever he wanted to say next was too heavy. Too personal. Or too much to ask. But eventually, he cleared his throat and continued.
“Also.. Bring back my daughter.”
His voice was quiet, but it cut deep through the air like a knife.
The desperation in it made the whole room fall silent.
I was expecting something simple like the first two things he said. Things that… I don't know, sounded flexible.
But this? This was different.
I stared at him, words caught in my throat.
‘Bring someone back from the dead?’
‘How was I supposed to respond to that?’
I just got here. I didn't even know if I had any powers to begin with. I barely understood what I was now.
A god?
A replacement?
Some mistake?
And this man was standing in front of me, eyes full of shattered hope, begging me for a miracle I couldn't give.
I opened my mouth to speak- Then closed it again.
He looked at me directly this time, pain clear in his expression.
“Well? Will you, Your Holiness?”
The tension in the room was unbearable. Even Hu Tao had gone quiet.
I looked down, my hand gripping the edge of the table beside me without even realizing it.
‘How could I say no without completely breaking him?’
“I… I'm sorry.” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I don't think I can do that.”
The man stood there, stunned. But his desperation cracked through again.
“But isn't it the Creator's ability to bring back anything?” His voice was shaking. “A god.. shouldn't have limits.”
Thankfully, Zhongli stepped forward without hesitation, his tone low and sharp.
“It is disrespectful to question the words of the Creator.” He said, his eyes narrowing. “Do not let your grief cloud your reverence.”
The man immediately backed down, but the silence that followed was somehow even heavier. I felt like the air in the room had turned thick.
Everyone was staring.
Zhongli was defending me like I was divine, and this man had just asked me to prove it.
But I wasn't a god. Not really.
I could feel the pressure building in my chest. My heartbeat loud. My head spinning.
But a sudden tug, it was soft at first. Then it got stronger. Like something had reached into my soul and called me by my name.
I turned slightly before I even realized it, my gaze locking on some unseen point beyond the parlor.
The temple. I didn't know how, but I knew something was waiting for me there.
“I need to go back to the temple.” I said suddenly.
Zhongli stepped forward almost immediately. “I'll accompany you.”
I didn't say another word and gave a short nod before starting walking again. The weight of everyone's eyes stayed on my back the entire way out.
The closer I got to the temple, the stronger the feeling became.
It wasn't just a pull anymore, it was something deeper. Like an invisible string tugging at me, guiding me forward with a purpose I didn't understand.
Zhongli followed silently behind me, matching my pace without a word.
By the time the old temple doors came into view, my heart started to race. I stopped at the entrance, staring up at the structure I'd first woken up in.
That feeling appeared again. And I knew. I don't know how, but I knew.
I needed to be alone.
“I need to go in.. By myself.”
His brow furrowed instantly. “That may not be safe, Your Grace. If something happens-”
“I'll be okay.” I quietly said. “I just.. Have to.”
For a moment, he hesitated. I could see it in his face, every instinct telling him to protest, to stay and protect.
But then he slowly nodded. Albeit reluctantly.
“..Very well. I will remain nearby.”
I gave him a faint smile before pushing the doors open and stepping inside.
The temple was still and quiet when I stepped inside.
There was dust floating in the air, the sunlight coming through tall windows. I stood in the middle of the room, right where I had woke up hours ago.
But now… everything felt different.
The weird pull I felt earlier was stronger now. It was like something deep inside me was drawn to this place, like it needed me here.
My heart was racing, and yet, I wasn't scared.
I closed my eyes.
And then… The world went quiet.
Not silent. Still. Like time had stopped moving for a moment.
Then I heard it.
“You have returned.”
The voice wasn't loud. It didn't echo in the room.
OKAY, I have an idea for SAGAU creator!reader... But I'm not a writer I can't write it sadly*sobs*
Very shy Isekai creator!reader who dies and are transported to genshin, finds out they are the said creator because damn those statues sure got their good side, but they are very shy and don't want to be out in the public being loved by everyone so they just hide behind a Cloak every time they go out....... And if they are discovered they are terrified of going out in the public and cries begging to not be in front of a hole nation or two because they have social anxiety.... That's all my pea brain could make now my head is fuming 😞
I'll get the name 🌟anon if that's fine
This... gives me an idea, 🌟anon.
Hear me out... Creator!Reader goes to Nod Krai to hide after one too many close calls of someone almost seeing their face, and for the most part, things were ok.
Not many people bothered, besides a few worried Lightkeepers who past by her little home. One of which was Illuga... and this where my idea comes in.
Illuga happens to see her face, and Creator!Reader has a full blown meltdown while Illuga is trying to comfort them.
In the end I was thinking of an idea where Illuga, and Flins possibly, along with a few Lightkeepers like Starshyna Nikita, finding out about them but vow to keep silent.
I mean, it was thing seeing the full blown anxiety attack the great Creator was going through at the thought of being seen.
So basically... protective Illuga, Flins, and Lightkeepers, and Illuga trying to help them with their anxiety and shyness.
...This is probably very stupid, but I hope people like my take on this. 😅
So... this idea came to me while on break. Like, literally right AFTER I posted that post where I said I would be away from Tumblr till Monday. 🤣
But thankfully, I remembered all of it! So here it is!
New SAGAU au? With Furina!MC?
So you know in most of the Stereotypical SAGAU aus, the nations immediately dub the real Creator the imposter... for having their own damn face.
This alone makes me think of all the poor NPCs, mostly children I bet, in the past that were unfortunate enough to be born with similar looks to the Creator... by that, you know their parents, neighbors, their whole nation, and hell, even their nation's designated Archon deemed them a 'imposter' or 'heretic' for daring to have divine Creator's face!
...And then most likely had those same unfortunate NPCs executed. Brutally.
Now, for Furina!MC's side of things!
How about a Furina!MC who instead of sitting back and trying to follow the script in fear of her own life... she does something different here?
She takes more serious approach to Fontaine's obsession towards the Creator, a similar obsession all the nations had, and manages to reel it in?
Far, FAR into the future, modern day Fontainians who were visiting other nations will look at the locals showing their 'love' to the Creator they're sacrficing some poor sod, and think, "Wow, I'm glad me and my nation aren't like those crazy people! 😱".
Note, Fontaine as a whole still worships the Creator, but they do it in a more healthy mindset... and aren't Yandere freaks about it.
Furina!MC also creates a law that protects those unfortunate enough to have similar looks to the Creator within Fontaine... which has a negative impact on Fontaine's relationships with other nations, but Furina!MC doesn't give a shit.
But it doesn't come to a head when Furina!MC was forced to attend a meeting in a different nation... and witnesses a child, who unluckily enough was born with similar looks to the Creator, about to murdered.
In broad daylight.
And NO ONE, not even the child's parents, were doing anything!
So... Furina!MC steps in, and a screaming match that could most likely be heard from Celestia proceeds.
"FUCK YOU, and you, and you, all of y'all- but not you sweetie~"
Furina!MC angrily points at the would be murderer, the child's parents, the Archon of the nation, the whole crowd of people watching... before smiling at the child, patting their head sweetly, before returning back to cursing everyone else out-
"NO! SERIOUSLY! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU?! I- NO, YOU SHUT HELL UP (pick a one of the Archons)! THIS LITERAL BABY ISN'T A CRIMINAL, HERETIC, OR IMPOSTER! THEY'RE INNOCENT!"
A still very enraged Furina!MC steps closer to this nation's Archon, snarling out, "Tell me, (pick a Archon's name)! Would the Creator be proud of you and your nation for this?! For murdering a child who's only crime was that they looked like THEM?!"
And this question, as it would turn out, would turn all of Teyvat on it's head as, well... no one dared to ever consider that question before...
The Archon before her doesn't answer even bother to say anything, even refusing to look Furina!MC in the eye.
The crowd around them also followed this example, refusing to look in Furina!MC's eyes as well when she huffed and turned away to leave.
"...I'm taking this child with me."
No one stopped her.
Afterwards, a slow change began to spread across the other nations. A very SLOW change, but a change none the less...
And by that, I mean anyone, be it a child or adult, who was found to have similar looks to the Creator were were to be exiled to Fontaine, not executed like originally.
This was definitely a improvement compared to how things were in the past, but it still didn't change one thing.
...The other nations were still bat shit insane in both Furina!MC and Fontaine's eyes... but hey! An improvement is an improvement!
Besides that... what do you think will happen once the 'Creator' (Imposter) arrives?
Or what will happen when Mondstadt finds a Creator 'lookalike' (Creator!MC) and Venti!MC just has them immediately shipped off to Fontaine because he needed to focus on welcoming the true 'Creator'?
I have an idea for the sagau and the sahsrau, I imagine that furina!mc, being the sensible queen she is, is looking for the supposed ‘fake’ creator!mc to offer them sanctuary in Fontaine cause she doesn’t want someone to get murdered for something out of their control like their appearance, and when she finds them she has to do a double take cause she sees who they’re with and goes “is that fucking phainon from honkai star rail!?” and is just standing their paralyzed as she contemplates the fact that the hsr verse exists here and by the time she processes that revelation, phainon is already flying mc away to another nation and furina!mc is just scrambling to catch up to them
She does finally catch up with them when MC realizes hey, thos chick is actually sane.
Cut a panting Furina!MC offering to lead back to Fontaine, cause dear god has she made sure to beat out any of thw yandereness put her people over rhe years, and yes, this also includes Neuvillette- wait.
She squints at Phainon. She vaguely remembers the talk about Phainon and the Phanes being similar... uh, yeah, she needed to go give Neuvillette the heads up about the Creator!MC's plus one...
Furina!MC probably even makes the duo stay at Merusea village with the Melusines for a bit until she can make sure Neuvillette doesn't go 'must judge/kill' on Phainon's butt due to Sovereigns mistaking the other for Phanes...
In the exile au I really really wanna see a creator!mc verbally tear Fontaine apart for their horrible actions against furina!mc Andover how easy they find it to be so disrespectful towards other nations archons, Fontaine won’t be so arrogant once they find out the creator they all worship is disgusted by them and their actions, justice for furina!mc!
When you say all that anon, I can't help but imagine a Creator!MC who literally just descended onto Teyvat, ready to greet their creations after so, so very long... only to come face to face with Fontaine exiling Furina!MC.
They take one look at Furina!MC, dressed in rags and chains, and looking so broken, and they're like "What the hell-", and proceed to insert themselves into the chaos.
All of Fontaine falls to their knees before the great Creator, even asking for them to judge the 'Fraud' for her crimes-
But again, Creator!MC takes one look at this tiny, meek looking thing, using some all-seeing divinity eye... and sees the absolute shit Furina!MC's gone through in the last 500 years.
Long story short, Creator!MC tears into every single soul in Fontaine, also dragging in the Traveler and Paimon as well! And after they're done making everyone in Fontaine cry, they snap their fingers, poofing away the rags and chains Furina!MC was wearing, instead replacing them with some soft and pretty clothing. They also heal all her wounds.
Then with a last look of disgust towards Fontaine, Creator!MC scoops a confused Furina!MC up, and teleports to a different Nation, cause they want nothing to do with a nation who disrespects someone to this degree!
It was quiet, shy CREATOR!Mc is having a peaceful evening with their loyal lightkeepers and small chat, Flins not present today but Illuga is! They are having a great time with another lightkeeper named Neroi, he was a mid aged man with a gray beard and a kind soul, it was so cool to talk with him, he never made the Mc feel pressured as the creator, so he was cool.
But the peace didn't last, another lightkeeper shows up panicked saying that word has spread about CREATOR!Mc being in Nod Krai...
And the Mc themselves? PANIC, THAT WAS NOT ON THE SCRIPT EVERYTHING IS GOING DOWN, ABORT MISSION ABOR—
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Okay.. Illuga calmed Mc down enough for them to not have a panic attack, and he was already thinking about what to do in this situation..
Cut to some time later, CREATOR!Mc is nervous in the middle of a meeting in the lightkeepers headquarters, they are discussing what to do regarding the Mc situation. Some of the Lightkeepers are insisting that Mc formally introduces herself to teyvat as the Creator and announces her stay in nod krai. But others are worried about how this would affect other nations and Nod Krai itself. They worry about invasive guests demanding Mc's attention or even Paparazzis..
Everyone is discussing on what to do, while CREATOR!Mc themselves are feeling horrible, they didn't wanted to be in this situation at all, not even to reincarnate as the Creator.. but They feel like they should take accountability for their new title, even if they didn't like it.
So, Mc cuts in the middle of the discussion and announces THEY are going to speak with the public and announce themselves! And everyone is nervous now. But not one argues cus that's the creator they know better, right?
Cut again, CREATOR!Mc is banging their head on the wall of their room, Illuga watches from aside considering intervening. WHY HAVE THEY DECIDED TO DO THIS?????? ARE THEY STUPID?!
Sigh..... What is done is done, let's not cry anymore about the spilled milk, now it's time to prepare themselves for the upcoming announcement!
🌟anon, or now formally introducing myself as Hyper!
...How much you want to bet they don't even get a squeak out before they're fainting in front of everyone. Poor Shy bean is NOT cut out for this.
Illuga. Flins. Be their pillars, will you. Or at least be there to catch them when they faint.
In the sagau and sahsr au, I can imagine furina!mc is stressed trying to keep neuvillette away from the Merusea village, more specifically away from seeing phainon until she knows how to convince her hubby that he’s not phanes, not because she’s worried about phainons safety no no, while they do say love is blind, love has unfortunately not made furina!mc blind to the fact that while neuvillette is powerful, he absolutely is not stronger than an emanator of destruction, and would be made into a smear on the ground if he tried to fight phainon
She really, REALLY would prefer THAT not happening, thank you...
