Fleeing Teyvat in the Dead of Night [Genshin Impact]

[Warning: This story mentions fanworks, and quite a few of them are seriously cursed (the kind of thing you get with a Lesser Lord Kusanali popularity contest), so please get into a just-here-for-the-laughs mindset before reading. This is a work where I let loose and do whatever I want. The plot doesn't need oars, it just rides the waves] [Finals and internship, so I can only manage six updates a day until June 20 QAQ (I'll also try to write that extra chapter) [Coming soon: My Whole Family Transmigrated into a Book Except Me, and Interdimensional Express Delivery, Guaranteed Arrival [Genshin Impact]. Blurbs below] As a top-tier fan creator, I made lots of fanworks for Genshin Impact. For example, a maid series featuring the male members of Teyvat; For example, turning every cute Anemo boy into a cat; And for example, genderbending Rex Lapis and making him do the Egyptian dance (I refuse to believe nobody wants to see that); I make art, comics, and videos. Who could possibly work harder than me?! I don't regret getting into Genshin Impact. But one day, after I passed out from rage over not getting into the third Honkai: Star Rail beta, I woke up to find that I'd transmigrated to Teyvat. And the fanworks I'd drawn were being livestreamed to the characters themselves, and even becoming real in their world. I silently clutched my secret identity. Sweetie, you absolutely cannot let it slip. * After transmigrating to Teyvat, I had to get a job to survive. My first job was as a maid at the Dawn Winery. I loved that job, until one day I saw Diluc returning to the winery after his nightly patrol, dressed in a catgirl outfit. My boss had a little cat pout on his face. I closed my eyes and remembered that this was a fanart I'd drawn. I understood. I didn't want to be told, "Your sentence is hereby pronounced," so I fled the Dawn Winery in the dead of night. My second job was as a trainee city inspector in Mondstadt. I loved that job, until one day I saw Venti busking in public. A flash of green light suddenly transformed his clothes into a maid outfit. My fingers trembled. I recognized that outfit all too well. I'd pored over tons of references to design it! To avoid hearing, "Don't even think about reincarnating," I fled Mondstadt in the dead of night. My third job was as Albedo's lab assistant. I loved that job, until one day I saw Albedo come back from outside wearing black stockings. My blood was racing. Master Albedo's beautiful legs, prprpr-- I had drawn Albedo in black stockings, too. I had no desire to try out "Behold, the moment of birth," so I fled Dragonspine in the dead of night. My fourth job was a server at Wangshu Inn. I loved that job, until one day the elusive young adeptus blushed and covered the cat tail that had just grown out of his back. I was completely numb. Catified Xiao! I'd drawn a whole eight-picture series of that! I didn't want people praising the Primordial Jade Winged-Spear on my head, so I fled Wangshu Inn in the dead of night. After that, I fled Liyue Harbor in the dead of night, then Inazuma City, then Watatsumi Island... I'd already become numb to it all, but one day a blonde Traveler appeared in front of me. She pulled out a "little something" and asked, "Hey, all these fanworks that get livestreamed to us every day, you're the creator, right?" Me: "..." Got it. Flee Teyvat in the dead of night. The main story is written in third person. Also known as: The Top-Tier Fan Creator Tries to Hide Their Secret Identity Completed Genshin Impact fanfics: Mythological Secret Identities Rule Teyvat; Becoming the Richest Person in Teyvat by Making Games Coming soon: Interdimensional Express Delivery, Guaranteed Arrival [Genshin Impact] Blurb: I am a Path of Elation traveler who accidentally transmigrated to Teyvat while looking for a laugh. I'm currently delivering packages. For 50 mora, I provide one-on-one service. No matter what the customer wants delivered, it will arrive on time. It doesn't matter how outrageous the request is. The more outrageous, the more fun there is to watch. [First Order] The blonde Traveler pulled me aside and whispered, "They say this medicine can make you taller. Could you secretly put it in the almond tofu of that young adeptus on the terrace of Wangshu Inn?" Me: No problem, but I charge a lot. She still gave me a whole lot of mora, though she sobbed that she could forget about upgrading her artifacts this month. [Second Order] A bard named Venti asked me to deliver wine to a Wangsheng Funeral Parlor consultant named Zhongli. It was good wine, made at the Dawn Winery, the kind I couldn't afford myself. But the bard said he couldn't pay the delivery fee. "Can you collect on delivery?" I agreed, but when I delivered it, I discovered that the handsome consultant didn't have any money either. Damn, I'd been played. [Third Order] This time, the blonde Traveler placed another order. She wanted me to deliver a slap to Azar, the Akademiya's Grand Sage in Sumeru. I told her that deliveries requiring me to supply the item myself cost extra. She nodded, dug through her bag, and gave me her last few mora. I said it still wasn't enough. She said it was fine: "You can put the rest on credit. Just think of it as me giving you 50. Once we defeat Azar and restore the Lesser Lord Kusanali to her rightful place..." I cut her off. "Don't make promises you can't keep. I can't eat those." But I took the delivery. Because she really was friends with the Lesser Lord Kusanali. [Fourth Order] This time, the customer was someone the Traveler had referred to me. His name was pretty interesting, too: Wanderer. He said, "I want you to go to Tatarasuna five hundred years ago and deliver a slash to the Fatui Harbinger called the Doctor, who's disguised as someone from Fontaine." I said, "Sorry, that Harbinger named the Doctor is on my annual plan, too." He asked, "What would it take for you to accept this order?" Me: "More money." As long as the mora's good, even if you want me to deliver Before Sun and Moon to the Heavenly Principles, I've got no problem with that. For express delivery, look no further than Interdimensional Express Delivery. Once you place an order, it is guaranteed to arrive. Coming soon: My Whole Family Transmigrated into a Book Except Me Blurb: [The blurb is in first person; the main story is in third person] My whole family transmigrated into books. My dad transmigrated into a web novel, where spiritual qi revival brought cultivation back and the land was crawling with overpowered protagonists; My mom transmigrated into an old-school tragic romance, where a domineering CEO recognized people by their belongings and the innocent heroine spent her days in tears; My brother transmigrated into a suspense novel full of schemes and intrigue, where every time he left the house, he had to worry about becoming a suspect; My sister transmigrated into an erotica novel, and it even had supernatural powers... Was that really necessary? How did people who transmigrated into different books end up as one family? Because the worlds of all four books merged. * These four very different books shared two things in common. First, they all had the same author. Second, this lazy author had the time to create pen names on different platforms, but not to come up with new characters, so they used the same major villain in different books. And that major villain was me. How did I find out about such an important detail of the world? Simple: when the worlds merged, I gained all the powers of the four roles I was supposed to play in separate stories: the overpowered protagonist's lifelong nemesis, the CEO's only worthy business rival, a certain organization's mastermind, and the peerless powerhouse with SSS-rank powers who was the only one not to fall in love with the protagonist at first sight. Reading minds? Easy peasy. * I don't want to be the villain in the story. Because I'm actually a couch potato. I like sleeping, eating, and playing video games. I refuse to work overtime, get caught in the rat race, or do 996. Having incredible power and then lying flat should have been a wonderful life. But my family wouldn't allow it. They thought: Villains are bound to be defeated at the end, so while I'm still young, I should get on the protagonists' good side. Then they said to me: You're this young, how can you sleep at a time like this! The strongest person in the world, forced to get up at seven. They call it making more friends, but really... The protagonists are all around my age now, and they all go to kindergarten. Dear family, looking at this horde of little brats running wild, are you planning to make me a preschool teacher? Forced socializing is so painful. Being forced to look after kids is even worse. Theme: Love life