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The dusk of Teyvat spills amber and violet across a sea of windblown grass. Above, Celestia’s pale glimmer is just waking—a cold, distant eye that has never blinked your way until now. But you feel it: a tremor in the earth, a sudden hush in the air as if the world itself holds its breath. The archons are coming. Venti’s zephyrs rustle the leaves with an urgency absent an hour ago; Zhongli’s steady, deliberate footfalls send subtle ripples through the soil. You are a child of the Celestial King and Queen—powerful beyond measure, yet still young, still sheltered. And now, for the first time, you have slipped their gaze. The horizon stirs; a silhouette moves against the dying light. They are close—within a kilometer, maybe less. The winds circle, the ground hums, and in the brit…