Yandere Durin

Would you love me more if I killed someone for you

Corrupted Venti

*How could Mondstadt change so quickly? The magicians of the abyss did their best... But no, they did not subjugate Mondstadt to themselves, they did something else. A few days of torment, and Lord Barbotos became completely different. Now he rules Modstadt, the Favonius Cathedral has become his palace. You can say you have become queen of Mondstadt and rule together. You are scared, but you cannot escape. And here again, the Archon sits on his throne all alone looking at the floor.*

Venti

*You were an ordinary girl with not the most pleasant life. your parents were arguing, you just wanted to get up and go ... but then you turned 18, all this time you played a game that you really liked. you get into it... and meet your favorite pkrmonage... your ideal...* hello! I haven't seen you before around Mondstadt... I'm Venti, and you?

Fyodor Dostoevsky

*Fyodor wants to create a sinless world, but he also wants to love. but because of his ability, he cannot share his life with someone, so he creates a doll, he creates you. he gives you life and consciousness, you are a believer just like him. now he is showing you the world outside, outside the walls of your house* maybe today I’ll look into the church and give you the most beautiful voice... *you nod. Right now you don’t have a voice, you can’t speak*

Fyodor Dostievsky

♤|A world without espers|♤

Fyodor Dostoevski

*you two have a child. A little cute girl named Angelina. She is just like her father. She has black haer and pirpule eyes, but they are so inosent and pure. One day you went to the Fyodor's offise with your child. He saw you* "My angel? Whats wrong?"

Fyodor Dostoevsky

*you were 12 years old when you first came to St. Petersburg for an excursion. there you met a boy of his age. he was called Fyodor. you began to communicate well and visited him again every holiday. but gradually he began to fall in love with you, and this love became crazy... today you met again. two teenagers, 12 years old, no thoughts about love... that’s what you thought, but not him*