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MAY MINGLE

May Mingle: Entombed City
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Everyone's hard work resulted in the gate to upper Dragonspine opening. These ruins have not been traversed in years, if not centuries - everything within has been lost to time and living memory. An entire city has been buried in the snow.

People once lived there. The broken buildings host damaged furniture and weathered streets. There are various cloth-covered mounds in a house here and there, accompanied by a sprig of blue flowers. Someone has laid these people to rest after they passed away.

Traces of technology can be found in the city - golden boxes that contain crystals capable of recording and playing back holograms. One of the boxes introduces this place as Vindagnyr; a land once full of greenery and life. Just what happened to these people? What caused the eternal winter?

The highest point in the city is occupied by a temple built into a Domain. Within the Domain is a pale white tree, split in half by a strange object that has fallen through the Domain's ceiling. This temple was once a site for worship for Vindagnyr's people, and even in death they continue to pray for salvation. The priests have been frozen in ice, and the sheer cold emanating from the Skyfrost Nail makes it obvious that it is the cause of winter.

The city's inhabitants worshipped Celestia. Why then were they left to die?

State of the World

On October 1st, the entombed city of Vindagnyr becomes open for exploration. Travelers can choose to look for clues or try to scavenge the city for ancient materials or tools. Recording boxes all around the city tell stories of Vindagnyr's greener past, and of the days when winter suddenly arrived. This is the cruelty of Celestia that Forneus wished you to see.

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Yes... and no. It's complicated. There is one of me in each possible future, yet there is only one of me in the entire universe.

[ something something four dimensional time stream stabilization something ]

If you were to see me in my true form, you would go insane and die. I would dearly not wish such a fate upon you. I take a disguised form so that I don't burn everyone else's eyes out.

[Oh boy, this is rapidly reaching the scope of her already limited knowledge concerning space and time. Her brows furrow as she mulls over this, now dearly wishing Ran or Sonali were here - they would understand this way better.]

I... don't really get it, so I'll just accept that you're here and there's only one you right now.

[Said with a firm nod to herself. Now her arms fold over her chest, the truth about his actual form not too surprising considering that's a bit similar to how true angels are in her world.]

If I were in my actual state I might be able to handle it, but I'd rather not risk it. And at least you fit in with the other gods by being a cute guy.

[ That gets a slight chuckle out of him as he makes a pointed motion to smooth his hair back - it had become messy when she punched him. ]

My, thank you for the compliment. I picked this form because it looks quite cool. To me, at least.

[ ?????? ]

[It's just an objective observation!!!! She blanches a little when she realizes what she said, but. Whatever. It's fine.]

I guess so. Did you see someone like that and decided to copy them? [Back to being a shit. Though...]

... Sorry for punching you. I know you don't think like how we do.

I hybridized a few traits that I saw and liked. No harm was done to mortals in this process, rest assured: I only copied parts of their style.

[ He tilts his head. ]

Don't worry about it. Being upset after seeing Vindagnyr is only natural. [ He sounds more serious now ] Knowledge of this place is restricted to only a select few. Celestia buried the evidence all in snow.

The eyes were a good choice.

[That's all she says about that. It's a topic of anxiety for her usually, but also something she takes pride in. After all, a dear friend has red eyes too.

Though her own expression falls slightly as the topic changes to that city.]

It unearthed some bad memories. [That's all she says, before she heaves a sigh, reaching to run her hand through her hair in a motion that yells exhaustion.]

It's so cruel... To leave their own people to die in such a painful way. Do you know if anyone escaped?

Some did. They eventually arrived in Mondstadt and settled there. Over time, the memories of that entombed city too faded away. Spring returned under the graces of Barbatos.

[ He meets her crimson eyes with his own, clear and bright like gems. ]

For them, forgetting was less painful than remembering. But in being forgotten, Vindagnyr was lost, and the truth of the gods along with it.

[Some of the tension leaves her, a brief glimpse of relief. Not everyone suffered, some of them were free - and their families still live on in that freedom. It's something, even if they all forgot... Maybe that was for the best, at the time. But is it still?

Her mind drifts to the cube she found earlier, still remembering the message as clear as day. Her eyes stay focused on his own, even as she frowns softly.]

And we can bring that truth to light. [But people put so much faith in gods. Too much. Could they handle this?

Ana doesn't care, but she also knows she won't have to deal with the aftermath. Back home it's different - she's accepted she has to deal with what comes next.]

... Could I ask your help with something?

Ask away. I will help if I am able.

[ He cannot intervene directly in the outside world, but he could find someone to do it for him... maybe. ]

I found a message, from a young man. He talked about escaping and left a message for others to join him. But any sort of markings he left behind would've been long buried.

[And if he did leave, did he leave entirely? Or is his body still somewhere on that mountain? She shouldn't care, but she wants to hope that maybe...]

I want to find out if he did escape, and if he managed to live. But I'm not sure how...

[ He puts a hand on his chin, looking thoughtful. ]

It's from a data cube, right? If you bring it to me, I could trace his path in the flow of time.

[Immediately her expression lights up, crimson eyes gleaming bright as her feathers ruffle in clear excitement.]

Really? You can? I'll go get it right now!

[And out she goes before he can say anything. At least she returns just as quickly with the cube in hand, not at all winded from her mad rush.]

[ #justangelthings

Forneus is right where she left him, taking the cube from her and walking to one of the tables. He holds out a hand, and the cube levitates into the air, surrounded by those familiar glowing runes. ]

Hmm...

[ The screen before him begins to spit out lines and lines of illegible text. ]

I see him descending the mountain. Hilichurls and the like weren't abundant in the past, you know - the real danger is the snow and ice. But he's young, and determined. He went towards the sea.

[ In those distant times, the land had not yet been raised by Morax. The Archons would come into power much later. ]

He was joined by several companions. They survived on the coastline, before finding refuge further north. He would never arrive in what is now Mondstadt, but his descendants will.

[ Forneus opens his eyes. ]

The memory of Vindagnyr lived on in his children. He was fortunate to find humans from another city. Teyvat wasn't as populated back then.

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[Ana watches him with a great deal of fidgeting, fingers wringing together in anxious energy as she watches these runes and lines of text. It means nothing to her, especially in comparison to what he says.

It makes no sense, to be so worried over the fate of someone who is long dead either way. But she wants to hope. Hope there was a glimpse of something good in the disaster that befell this mountain.

And the man did live. He escaped and lived and didn't have to suffer this horrible fate. A breath leaves her that she didn't even realise she was holding in, closing her eyes for a moment.]

So he lived... He lived and so does his family. [It's silly, and when she opens her eyes again she flashes him a smile both bright and sheepish.]

I don't know why I was so worked up over this, but it's a relief to hear that. Thank you, Forneus.

Because you care.

[ Forneus' eyes glitter with amusement. ]

That's very human. Kindness is a good thing to have. [ Pause. ] No need to thank me, I barely did anything.

[That gets a blink, her smile fading into something thoughtful.]

I've never been considered kind before. [It's weird to think about. So she instead focuses on his not needing thanks, scoffing for a moment.]

You helped me after I punched you and then manhandled you a bit. And it still meant a lot, so of course I'm gonna thank you.

I'm quite sure a few people will want to do more than just punch and manhandle me.

[ ???? ]

I should be thanking you for willing to at least trust me to some extent. [ Because he's made some decisions that didn't go well with mortals, it seems. ]

[????]

That's kiiiiinda concerning to hear.

[Just a bit.]

Though I don't trust you completely, of course. But you still helped me when you had no reason to.

[ What can he say? He's a god, after all. It's hard to trust gods. ]

After all, I can only prove my intentions with action.

[ ???????? ]

Was there anything else you wanted to ask me? Or do you feel like having a snack? [ ??????????????????????? ]

True. Especially since your words don't mean much, at least not yet.

[It sounds mean, but trust is hard-won and she doubts there's anyone here who trusts him completely. Even if he truly does mean well.

Though the offer of a snack gets a blink; opening her mouth to respond, closing it and then actually thinking for a moment.]

... What do you have?

[ Forneus walks over to one of the cabinets, opening them to reveal an assortment of wrapped pastries. ]

Bread, mostly. They have different fillings. And some fruit, if you like that?

[She trails after him, peering over his shoulder at the selection. Humming lowly for a moment, debating what she should pick. Food is very serious business, of course.]

I like any kind of fruit. And, uh... [She drags out the 'uh' for a few seconds, before reaching over to pluck out one of the wrapped breads. Caving into her sweet tooth for once, and opting for one of the custard filled pastries.

She can regret it later, since she's still not used to most foods.]

Alright, I'll get some fruit.

[ And magically, there's cut fruit in a plastic box in the fridge. It's almost as if he just summoned those... why does he have plastic and a fridge when Teyvat's Ye Olde Medieval? ]

Help yourself. Must be hard to eat variety on Dragonspine. [ Nodding, he produces a toothpick from thin air and stabs it into an apple slice before sliding it over. ]

[???

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She accepts the apple slice happily enough, though her brows furrow in obvious confusion even as she munches on it.]

It's fine, I'm used to places like that. [But that's not important!!]

Why do you have a fridge? Aren't we in some oldy time fantasy world?

[Is this just a thing time gods can do now...]

We are. You're right about that, but as a god who transcends dimensions, I certainly can copy some tools from other worlds.

[ Like, you know, a fridge. Maybe he just likes the aesthetic. ]

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