On the beach, the journey begins, Opposite side, the twins stand still.
Divided by an unknown god, Their fate suspended in the void.
One sleeps through five centuries, The other turns away, unreachable.
I've never seen a world so vivid, Colors blend beyond the limits.
Every face and every place, Shimmers bright, full of grace.
A brand new dawn, adventure calls, The horizon wide, my spirit soars.
Gazing up into the crystal sky, Lying on the grass that sways in size,
I lose myself in this fragile view, But shadows creep, the truth breaks through.
Beneath the veil, the lies erode, I watch the painted heavens implode.
Falling fragments, breaking free, The facade crumbles silently.
From Mondstadt's breeze, to Snitchknight's frost, Battles fought and futures lost.
Fate's cruel hand decides who stays, But I rise fierce through endless haze.
Free like an emo, I roam the land, Pyro ignites my heart and hands.
Slaves of gods, born from lies, I won't kneel to the abyss's cries.
Radioactive mushrooms, bugs and dirt, Electrojelly goes alert,
Inventory packed with random things.
Level ups cost years, my wallet sings.
I'm tearing through the lands for crit rates gain.
What's happening with my twins' fates?
Secrets locked in coded gates, Lore encrypted, can't decode.
Searching answers on this road, Delivering soup four times a day,
For Miramora hunger sway.
Emergency food keeps me alive, In this wild world I strive.
Gazing up into the crystal sky, Lying on the grass that sways in size,
I lose myself in this fragile view, But shadows creep, the truth breaks through.
Beneath the veil, the lies erode, I watch the painted heavens implode.
Falling fragments, breaking free, The facade crumbles silently.
From Mondstadt's breeze, to Snezhnaya's frost, Battles fought and futures lost.
Fate's cruel hand decides who stays, But I rise fierce through endless haze.
Freed like an emo, I roam the land, Pyro ignites my heart and hands.
Slaves of gods, born from lies, I will kneel to the abyss's cries.
I cook, I glide, I sprint, I collect, I swim, I hunt, I fight, I fish.
Puzzles solved and mountains climbed, In my teapot peace I find.
Building homes for fleeting rest, Legend of Traveller on my quest.
Saving nations, searching, can the tale unfold? Where to begin?
In battles fierce, no truths are given, An M-O-N-G-E-O, cold and driven.
Used as tools, but nothing more, Chosen Traveller with the core torn.
Lying on the grass that sways and sighs, Facade fades as the darkness flies.
Led by cursed angels, treasures stripped of body, mind, and pleasure.
From Mondstadt's breeze, to Snezhnaya's frost, Iggs, dirts, knives, and wars are lost.
Fate's hand decides who survives, But I fight on, keep dreams alive.
Free like an emo, wild and bold, Pyro's flame within my soul.
Slaves no more, to God's allies, Standing tall to find the abyss's cry.
Predestined pain, a ceaseless chain, None here control their own strength.
Ten wishes granted, but one I seek, To find the golden star's peak.
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