This is an account used to update my dream story Angelica × Wanderer.
❗️Attention❗️
①This is a derivative of Genshin Impact.
②Angelica × Wanderer is for gb
③There are changes to the main storyline. After all, it was a long time ago and I don't remember.
④Write randomly and learn about other characters' stories.
⑤The author is young, so don't criticize the writing style.
⑥The content is purely fictitious, please do not take it seriously or put it in your face.
If you like, you can sit down and watch.
Thanks.
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For you, I have waited three hundred years in vain.
She is a repairer who travels all over the world, her name is Angelica - she always comes back and always leaves. Beside the fire, she met a puppet boy. He is as innocent as the first snow, clumsily making tea, planting flowers, and collecting stars for her. The fireworks bloomed that night, and he said, "It would be great if time could stop at this moment." She smiled and ruffled his hair, thinking that the future would be long.
But she didn't know that it would be three hundred years since she left.
He waited and waited, until the village turned to ashes, until Niyu died tragically, and until he was pushed into the abyss, dismantled, transformed, and filled with hatred. He hid the willow branch close to his body for three hundred years, chewed up her "Wait for Me" and swallowed it into her bones, and lived like a madman, a villain, and a walking corpse.
Three hundred years later, she returned, trampled the scorched earth, searched the mountains and seas, and finally stood in front of him - he was already a "straggler" who wanted to become a new god. His eyes were red, his body was covered in blood, and he squeezed out every word from his teeth: liar.
She watched with her own eyes as he jumped into the World Tree and caught the torn piece of clothes with her own hands. He erased himself from all memories and exchanged "never existed" for a clean start.
But she couldn't let it go.
She chased into the mortal world and saw a purple-haired boy fascinated by sugar paintings at the market in Xumi. He turned back, his eyes clear and unfamiliar, and asked: Who are you?
She burst into tears but was speechless.
Later, he accepted the memory, accepted the bloody past of three hundred years, and accepted the person in front of him who had cried for him, waited for him, and never gave up on her.
When the wind blew up, a God's Eye lit up in his palm.
She looked at him as if looking at a world that had been lost and found, but not entirely hers.
And he looked at her, remained silent for a long time, and finally said:
"We meet again. This time, it's not a phantom."
Ps: It is recommended to eat it with "Lonely Moon".
Intention: Even if the world betrays you three times, there are still people who cross all realms just to meet you again.
