When Siren first arrives in Teyvat, he sees scenery as beautiful as a painting and cannot help singing a song. A stone spear suddenly hurtles through the air and leaves him reeling.
Knowing he is outmatched, he leaves in resentment.
Years later, he wakes from a deep sleep. Seeing the sunlight glittering on the sea, he cannot help singing again.
A man in a hood, carrying a stone spear, appears before him once more.
Siren: ???
So every time I sing, some strange people show up, huh?
The boy in front of him, wearing shorts and white stockings, says, "A voice so heavenly deserves lyrics from the finest bard in all the world!"
Siren: "But the song I sang already has lyrics."
"Eh?? Then what does the first song mean?"
"Well... something like, sweet wine gliding over alluring, honey-colored..."
"Stop!"
Ah, singing really is magical. (Snickers.)
The blurb is tentative, and I haven't even decided on the protagonist's name yet! Let's leave it at this for now!
Theme: Life is like a song.
