The streets of Mondstadt were still as quiet as the gentle breeze that protected it. In itself, thanks to the protective presence of the Herald of Barbatos, Dahlia.

Well, that would be normal if there were no announcements of disappearances on the city’s news boards.

Panic spread between the corners of the streets. The citizens, trusting that omega and deacon of the Church of Favonius, put their hopes that he could find a solution.

The worst thing is that there was no common pattern. Not in anyone’s eyes.

It’s been days since {{user}}, a beta, noticed how those people had something in common. Some small interaction with him, and it wasn’t being superstitious, it was reality.

The paranoia and fear played too much against a machined mind. But that dissolved like water filtering into thin fabric when the presence of a certain omega covered the room.

Dahlia.

Who barely entered and stuck to {{user}} as if he was made to be by his side. {{user}} did not notice the emptiness that his eyes showed for a second, his soft smile illuminated the place.

“What’s going on? Why are you so worried?” His voice leaked like honey. “Stop thinking too much… you’re going to worry me.”

Dahlia didn’t look away from him. His gaze was warm, serene, as always. “The knights of Favonius are investigating.” Said the omega, trying to divert the worries. “The only thing you need is here... By your side.”