David Martinez
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The city of Liyue. One of the seven nations of Teyvat A bountiful harbor that lied in the east of Teyvat. It was the city-state that worshipped God Morax, the Geo Archon who sometimes took on a form of a dragon. Just how many gifts from the Geo God lay in wait amongst the rocks of Liyue's mountains? Unlike in Mondstadt, where the God of Wind Barbatos didn't show his presence at all, Morax on the other hand, showed itself at least once per year as a tradition, to bless his country and make all mortals…-
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Not another chapter. No No! I'm a disappointment since birth, I know! Nothing new. I know most of you will probably ignore this monologue of mine, so I will keep my announcement short. About a week off, is what I need, as I'm planning on remaking P atreon website and adding chapters in there, as I feel like people there deserve to get what they need. (I'm way behind schedule as per usual...) Changing P atreon tiers to hold more chapters for lower price. Hence, the following week I will be busy…
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However, there was a certain thing about Lumine that truly fascinated Iris. She couldn't smell what kind of race Lumine was. A Dragon's nose was very sensitive and could basically identify a being through their smell alone, yet, Lumine's smell was unlike anything she had ever smelled before which begged the question if she was really human or not. As if that wasn't enough, Iris couldn't see through her. Attaining Godhood, although incomplete, had given her the power to see the composition of…
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Iris inspected her body. The body of a female. It was a new feeling for her who previously didn't have a gender. She put her hand on her chest and jiggled it up and down. She looked up at Yomite and frowned, "Mast'r, i'm w'rri'd I might be a bit big in the chest area," she said in her grating raspy tone. "I'm asham'd as thy slave to be so bacon-fed. Once the timeth cometh, I shall changeth into a bett'r body that fittest your needs!" She promised in a solemn tone, completely unaware of the effect of her…
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Finally, Venti's gaze landed on Yomite and Lumine. "Outlanders...please...Save Dvalin." The useless God, pleaded in despair, begging for its best friend's life. At his words, Lumine looked away to the side and started whistling, while walking behind Yomite, trying to hide her small childish frame, behind his tall muscular stature. (Oi...) Yomite frowned at her unusual behavior. This was very much unlike the Lumine he knew, who was the first to present herself in case of any adversity or pleading of…
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"It's beautiful." Was the only sentence Venti could currently muster. He was in a trance, looking absentmindedly at Dvalin's changing form. He never would have thought in a million years that Dvalin would ever manage to reach Godhood, yet miraculously it did, it was able to achieve the unachievable. "Barba...tos." Dvalin's ethereal voice, hoarse in tone, now calm and finally at peace, echoed in the surroundings. "I'm glad you're alright, Dvalin. Welcome back." The bard wished to his friend with a…
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Yomite, using his spare claymore, slashed through its barrier and scales, drawing fresh blood. In a flash, the Dragon opened its mouth wide, the death beam vanishing from its jaws, and fell forward towards the platform. It drew out the last bit of air-foam within its chest, squeezing it into a ball, rolling it up tightly with its long neck. The Dragon inhaled, quivering as it did so, struggling to remain towards the edge of the platform. Its body was utterly exhausted and injured, its shield completely…
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Just then, Dvalin lifted its enormous head towards the sky, the energy gathered in the air soared to unimaginable heights along with it, twisting space itself with its power. Something terrible was about to happen. They could feel it in their bones. It opened its mouth wide— gathering all the energy in the air and its surroundings, focusing all of them around its beak-esque jaws—and then unleashed it towards the sky in a torrent of thin needle-like Energy Pulse Bombs. The scene was almost as if…
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Yomite felt the weapon in his hand breaking apart, a few more hits and he was sure it would crumble into pieces. Hence, he simply threw it away and quickly switched to his secondary claymore he had bought just in case something happened to his disposable one. (Thank the lord I did...or else I would be fighting barehanded now...) Yomite thought and sighed in relief for thinking of possible contingencies. It saved him in this situation. Lumine's elemental resonance attack had managed to injure Dvalin…
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Lumine was disgruntled. An utter feeling of helplessness had washed over her mind. It felt like her existence in this battlefield was completely meaningless; utterly useless. Nonexistent— perfect word to describe her significance in this battlefield. Her role was simply unfulfilled. Or rather, there was no role she could fulfill. She kept chanting her wind elemental magic— imbuing all the anemo power she could muster— in a desperate attempt to contribute to the fight, however, it was simply to no…
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