Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

"Was she the one who killed the executor?"

"Shh..."

"I don't know, I heard Her Majesty the Empress is still reviewing it..."

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed outside the iron fence. Peruvieri lowered her head, looking at the heavy shackles on her wrists and the ink-black dot on her fingertips.

She hasn't slept for three days.

The blood moon will never rise in her dreams again, and the distorted afterimages will no longer utter malicious murmurs.

But she never found peace.

"it does not matter."

A brand new "afterimage" quietly took over her dreams. When she closed her eyes one night, the boy's last smile would clearly appear before her eyes.

She once considered herself emotionally detached, with a cold and ruthless flame surging within her.

But at these moments, the excruciating pain in her chest and the emptiness that seemed to have been ripped out of her heart would strike her at the same time, and for the first time she would feel lost and helpless.

Later, she learned that the feeling was called "loss".

……

Clementine woke up five days ago, only to find Peruvier sitting blankly by her bedside.

She seemed to know something.

At first, she didn't cry. She just sat blankly on the white sheets, staring vacantly at the door, as if expecting someone to push it open.

The door opened.

The doctor came in.

not him.

She still didn't cry; she looked at Peruvier by the bedside with a pleading expression.

“Pepe…tell me…this isn’t true.”

Clementine's voice trembled violently, barely able to form complete sentences.

Peruvier looked away. She didn't speak, but her somber expression said it all.

She finally cried, cried her heart out, as if her heart had been torn in two, each wound soaked in salty tears, sending waves of unbearable pain through her.

why?

Why was I the one who survived?

why why why!

She was crying, as if she were screaming.

Until her vocal cords bled and she could no longer utter a sob, until her eyes were red and swollen and she could no longer squeeze out a single tear.

She gradually stopped crying, becoming quiet and still, like an abandoned doll, eerily quiet.

She picked up the doctor's scissors from the bedside and, with all her might, stabbed herself in the chest. A faint smile appeared on her tear-streaked face.

I'm here to keep you company, Brother Mufeng.

Peruvieri's eyes widened suddenly. She reached out to stop them, but it was too late. The sharp scissors were only an inch away from Clementine's chest.

"Ding Dong."

A gentle breeze spontaneously rose from the Eye of God on Clementine's chest, softly pushing aside the sharp blade. The scissors fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The Eye of God shines because of people's wishes, and its former owner's last wish was to protect this girl.

It followed its master's wishes, and therefore did not die out with its master's passing.

As long as his wish remains, the ever-changing wind will never stop.

Peruvée cautiously stepped forward and removed all the sharp objects from the room.

With trembling hands, Clementine cupped the Eye of God, which shimmered with a bluish-green light, and gently pressed it against her cheek, quietly listening to the whisper of the wind.

The wind flowed gently, like the quiet breathing of a young boy.

Live on, Clementine.

Go home for me, and see the world for me.

Is this your wish?

Brother Mufeng.

The wind outside the window picked up, and the evening breeze that came her way collided with his warm embrace.

Okay, don't cry.

It won't look good if you cry your eyes out.

The girl forced a smile, carefully placing the Eye of God pendant on her chest, illuminating the soft lamp bell ornament which shimmered with a bluish-green light.

She quietly closed her eyes, a tear silently sliding down her trembling, upturned lips.

it is good.

……

A series of noisy sounds came from outside the window, but Peruvieri did not look up or care.

The day before the inspection team arrived from Zhidong, she issued a final order in Kujavina's name.

She gathered all the members of the Hearth House and calmly announced Kujavina's death.

Deathly silence.

But after the initial shock and confusion, a glimmer of hope gradually appeared in some people's eyes.

The nights at the House of Hearths were so long that they thought dawn would never come, that they would all perish in this dark prison.

They boarded a ship bound for Mondstadt.

Clementine insisted on staying, but the new "king" of the Hearth House rejected her proposal.

“Cravlie, this is an order.”

"They need you."

Clementine turned to look at the pairs of eyes filled with hope and confusion, and hesitated.

Peruvée smiled slightly, a rare occurrence. She pushed the distraught Clementine onto the deck and then swiftly cut the ropes binding the ship.

"Go."

The ship sailed.

Peruvée watched the departing ship disappear into a tiny dot on the horizon, then turned and left the dock without a second thought.

I will pay for all the sins.

And they deserve a bright future.

……

Since then, Peruvée calmly followed the inspection team back to Winter.

She was put in shackles, entered the prison, and awaited the verdict.

Assassinating the executive officer who was supposed to be in charge of winter was an unforgivable crime.

Kujavina's cruel experiments did not occur during the winter. Those unaware of the truth branded her with the infamous title of "matricide," and for a time, her madness and cruelty became known to all.

But Peruvieri disdained to explain and didn't care about the strange looks she received from others.

In Peruvier's heart, she was willing to explain everything and cared about the other person's opinion.

Perhaps we will never hear her voice again.

"I did it, I confess."

She took the blame for all the crimes, entered the prison that imprisoned her, and awaited the final judgment that fate had in store for her.

She was neither afraid nor flustered.

Before coming here, she had already resolved her worries. According to the plan, Clementine had arrived in Mondstadt, where she would gain the freedom she had always dreamed of.

As for herself.

The moment he swung his sword at Kujavina, it was no longer part of her plan.

"Squeak."

A gentle breeze blew open the window, and along with the glistening snowflakes of winter, the magnificent aurora borealis, hanging in the deep blue night sky, meandered to the horizon where the snow met the sky.

Brilliant colors shimmered beneath the starry sky, casting a dazzling light into the dark dungeon.

"You're from the Winter Solstice region, so have you ever seen the aurora borealis?"

"no."

"The most beautiful aurora can only be seen in the night sky above the Winter Palace."

"When we grow up, let's go see it together."

"it is good."

The aurora borealis...

really beautiful.

Peruvieri lowered her head, the dark curse spreading silently, but was mercilessly suppressed back to her fingertips by a sudden flash of golden light.

I saw.

But he will never grow up again.