Delusions Genshin Novels & Stories

[An Official Medical Statement Regarding the Mental Health of Luna Clara of the Silver Moon Pack] "Following a diagnosis by a team of professional healers, my Luna, Clara, has been found to be suffering from a severe psychological condition known as 'Lunar Hysteria,' resulting from her trauma three years ago. The main symptoms include persecutory delusions, memory fabrication, and misattributing the achievements of others as her own. Clara is currently receiving professional treatment, and I hope everyone can show understanding and compassion for a patient's behavior. Regarding the dispute over the rune design, I can confirm it is Alpha Selene's original work. To prove this, I am now releasi

When the person who inhales the poison feels fear, his body system will immediately fool around that it will kill him. Delusional... was the name of this poison. A horrible grin appeared on the woman's face even though her face was wrapped in black cloth. She took a chair and quartered. She landed right in the middle where JB was lying. "It's a pity that I can't play my own game with the three of you," her voice contrasted with the symmetrical figure of her body. Very deep and masculine. She probably used a voice changer so no one would recognize her voice. She sighed as she remembered her three previous players; Maria Labintino, Ralf Ramos, and Carlito Alfonso II.

"I'm arranging our departure now. We'll be together soon, and you will finally be free." The promise hung in the air like a dark omen, and Bella's heart raced with an escalating sense of dread. Tony admitted to seizing an opportunity while she was in the hospital, pushing his plans forward. The gravity of his delusions became painfully clear, and terror gripped her as he spoke of their impending reunion.

Rowan looked down at his own hands and felt a strange emptiness inside his chest, like a page had been torn out of his life without permission. Even the First Judge paused mid-motion, his expression changing for the first time into something unstable, as if a calculation inside his mind had lost its foundation. Evelyn felt it too. Not pain. Not fear. A quiet erasure crawling through thought itself. Lucien. The name almost slipped away. She grabbed it back violently inside her mind like holding onto a drowning rope. Her breath turned sharp. “This is not attack,” she said, voice shaking slightly. “It’s deleting us.”

"Eyewitness reports say the person was a woman. Or are you saying the members of your pack are liars?" "No, and I believe they also said something about the person being a man. Did they not?" I wait for their response which doesn't come. Their silence tells me everything. The whole process is biased, right from the start. The Ultima already suspects that Delilah is the one he's searching for. He is only waiting to confirm the rest of his suspicions about her. Then, he can carry out the judgment he has already predestined for her. "The person you're looking for isn't here," I tell them firmly.

"Oh dear, we've seen this phase in grieving. We also went through it. This phase is what you call denial. I think you should focus more on helping your mother raise the money instead of looking for an imaginary murderer." "It's not imaginary. I need you guys to believe me." Kenzie's voice was the loudest now, filled with desperation, she placed her hand on the table and clenched her fists. Her eyes were pleading with them but Mr Ziegler pretended not to notice while Mrs Ziegler wasn't even looking. "And why?" Mrs Ziegler asked calmly. "Because I want your help. I need your connections, power, and money to find the killer as soon as possible. If you'll help me, I'll be eternally grateful." Sh

He turned to the real Serena, who was standing at the back of the group of Elders, her face turning a ghastly, translucent white. "Kael, it's a hallucination!" Serena screamed, her voice glitching into a high-pitched screech. "She's corrupting the Core!" I stepped forward, the gold light of the Admin permissions flickering around my head like a halo of thorns. "Look closer, Kael," I whispered. On the bed, the memory-Aria’s stomach was flat, but the monitor next to her showed a single, pulsing golden dot. A life. The memory-Serena turned to the memory-Kael, who was standing by the door in the vision.

"Ms. Gia, I understand your grief, but entertaining the notion that Ejay is alive—it's bordering on delusion." Gia's jaw clenched with indignation, her eyes flashing with a mix of frustration and determination. The man was obviously lying, and the lies were etched in his every action. "I'm not delusional! There is evidence, sightings, and people who can attest to seeing him. How can you dismiss that?" The general's facade remained unmoved, his tone condescending. "People see what they want to see. Their perceptions are often skewed, especially in times of distress."

“By offering them for a better cause, they will be saved.” He is definitely not normal. Something in those eyes—crazed and detached. He was delusional. “No…” Jaedelinne started crying as she covered her mouth. She walked towards him. “Tell me you didn’t, Helian! Stop kidding around!” She whipped her head and glared at the shadow which looked so entertained and amused with what was transpiring. It was so twisted to see it. “Don’t listen to him!” she yelled, voice breaking with desperation. “He's a fraud and he's using you! Can’t you see?! This is all wrong!”

I can feel the presence of other Celestial wolves, a faint pulse of light that seems to emanate from the gem. The Goddess Gem pulses in my hand, its ethereal light illuminating my thoughts. As I focus on the gem, visions begin to unfold before my mind's eye. Places I've never seen before, faces I've never recognized, flash before me like a rapid-fire slideshow. My mind races as I try to identify the locations. A bustling city, a serene forest, a snow-capped mountain... The images shift and change, carrying me from one part of the world to the other. I speak aloud, naming the places I recognize. Joshua, standing beside me, scribbles notes on his phone, his movements quick and precise. I can f