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    "Admittedly, I do lack much knowledge of this world, and I have been meaning to explore its wonders. Perhaps, if you would be so kind, I could join you in seeking out a few... picturesque sights?"

    It was nothing more than a suggestion, an offer, something that would beckon, rather than command, for Sunday could sense that anything less would spark rejection. From what the Geniuses had unveiled from the scepter's logs, Khaslana was a man of duty and purpose. Give him a task, and he shall see to it that it was personally, promptly fulfilled, if for no other reason than because he wished to be of use—such was his flaw of 'perfection'.

    Sunday understood that on a level he would rather not stew over, but surely, taking that into account wouldn't be cruel, would it? What harm was a little nudge?

    It certainly made Khaslana consider, anyway.

    "I... suppose."

    Sunday helps Khaslana find 'home' within Amphoreus.

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    18 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 38

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    As he looks out in each direction, his heart sinks in his chest. The views are beautiful — a lush rainforest with a massive tree, a vast desert, frozen tundras, a great volcano spewing ash, a great plateau spilling water into the surrounding sea like an overflowing chalice, an archipelago off in the distance, mountain ranges and gorges that seemed to cut into the earth itself, and windswept rolling hills — but he recognizes none of it. After over thirty million recurrences, Phainon knew the lands of Amphoreus like the back of his hand a million times over. The views before him now did not match anything in his memories. And yet, there was a highly peculiar sense of familiarity akin to knowing that he'd seen it before but was utterly unable to recall any specific memory of it.
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    Phainon wakes up on the heavenly throne of Teyvat with no clue how he got there. His last memories are of confronting Nanook the Destruction. He recognizes nothing and yet sometimes there is a sense of familiarity with this new place and people that he can't explain.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    "What if I help you?" Grace blurts out desperately, sweating even in the coolness of his house as his words finally manage to stop Adrian from storming out.

    "What?" Adrian says after a tense moment.

    "I can prove it to everyone," Grace says, his heart in his throat. "I'll - I'll make you and Rocky the most celebrated couple on Erid. I promise."

    "Stupid human," Adrian hisses. "You would give up your chance for him just like that?"

    "Yes," Grace says hoarsely.

    "Anything for him."

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    Adrian does not like Grace.

    Which sucks, really, since Grace loves Adrian's husband and all.

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    14 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 38

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    Sunday's eyes are fixed on the piano. He can't explain why, but something about it is captivating.

    It's been a very long time since Sunday's played piano.

    "Uh, Passenger Sunday?" the Conductor repeats, and Sunday blinks, stiffening as he glances down to meet their eyes, widened slightly in expectation.

    "I - sorry," he stammers, clasping his hands together before him in an effort to keep him from tugging his feathers. "I was just - I didn't know there was a piano aboard the Express."

    Pom-Pom glances back at it, a small sigh leaving their lips. "Ah, yes," they say, shaking their head. "That old thing... it belonged to Akivili, many years ago."

    They say this in the same tone one might say we found it on the side of the road amongst the trash and not this instrument belonged to the long-dead Aeon of the Trailblaze.

    The crew of the Astral Express, as Sunday quickly learns, love music.

    Or: five times Sunday played piano for a Nameless, and once he played for someone else.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    Kaeya and Diluc fall into MCU's New York City. Naturally, they adapt (not the hair though) and get to their best work.

    Peter Parker gets new neighbors with very interesting hair colors. And maybe interesting secrets too.

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    12 Jun 2026