Delusions Genshin Novels & Stories

The bastard wasn’t even breaking a sweat. Drusden weaved through the assault and struck back with his weaponized fog, slamming into Gildeon again and again. “Wondering why you’re not acting like yourself?” Drusden said as he continued avoiding Gildeon’s blows. “It’s one of my favorite things about my power.” Gildeon snarled, swiping at nothing but air. He stopped, chest heaving, but his wild, burning gaze never left Drusden. “The moment you stepped into my domain and let me into one of your memories, you handed me the key to your mind.”

I shrugged. “That’s noble of her.” Zoe nodded in approval. But since you will be joining Nebrodi, you’ll need to know the power of Madonie’s Aleph as our ally and part of my family. The Delaney’s become invisible. You can’t see, hear, or smell them. The only person who can find a Delaney when they use their gift is their mate, as the power cannot trick the bond.” “Huh. Not as scarily powerful as the others, but still not something to discredit.” I nodded.

Slowly, I straightened my body and wiped the blood from my nose with a wide grin across my lips. “General or not, you’re delusional, Kayron. Wait until the rest find out what is the little seed you have planted in your mind and refuse to drop. They, the same as me, will see the insanity in your eyes,” I growled at him. Never in my life had I gone as far as to think he was crazy, but the more he insisted he was right, the more I believed it was me who lived in delusions. “Shut your mouth!” The general snarled, attempting to punch me again.

"You were found stabbed in the arm and bleeding out on your balcony after a robber entered your penthouse on December thirty first, according to security footage. Your blindfold will be removed, and you will be tested further upon your calming down." Silence followed, and the man spoke again. "You are currently tied up due to your delusions of persecution that prompted abnormal metarepresentation and violence, so please try to understand. We believe you have delusions of grandeur and sensory hallucination. Within a week, your serotonin and dopamine system will be monitored with extensive ERP scannin..." Uriel zoned out.

Suzaine said with worries in her voice. “It looks like she is hallucinating. If my analysis is right, Asmodeus’ World of Eternal Desire manifests what the target’s heart’s desires, making his opponents vulnerable of their emotions,” Lotus butted in, presenting his theory about the effect of Asmodeus’ cursed realm. “Kekeke! That is a smart deduction. That Pisces guy nailed it. Asmodeus’ cursed realm can warp reality, granting his opponents’ wish; making them believe on the existence of something impossible. If Deborah fall on that trick and bite the apple Asmodeus offers to her, then, it would be over for her,” Mammon segued that made me fall into great distress.

He paused, unable to speak further. “A what?” I asked, my heart racing, my blood boiling. “We found a sex toy with Shimma’s facial picture on it. Same hair. Same everything. It’s... well, it’s a graphic manifestation of his delusions.” My heart raced, pounding in my chest like a drum. I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. This wasn’t just a fixation; it was a terrifying embodiment of his madness. The thought of Shimma, my love, being reduced to a mere object twisted my gut. Like, what the fuck?!

Usually, it was when I fell asleep from fatigue, but now it happens when I am awake as well. Or am I still sleeping, I wasn’t sure. After spending so much time in here alone without seeing or talking to anyone, my reality got mixed with my delusions. I don’t know what was real or what was the product of my ill mind. But what I know is that this fucker is constant. He keeps visiting me, taunting me. He wants to drive me crazy, wants me to lose my fucking mind. I chuckled coldly when that thought popped into my head.

“I’m not here to give you a replacement. I’m here to remind you that no system should be allowed to operate without pain. Without cost. If your decisions don’t make you lose sleep, then you’ve outsourced your soul.” Someone in the crowd whispered, too loud. “An idealist.” Lena heard it. Didn’t flinch. “No,” she said into the microphone. “I’m a realist. And that’s why I’m afraid of you.” Back in Zurich, Torin was tracing a new digital anomaly. A file fragment had emerged from a Chinese sub-node, something old, ghostly—an AI behavioral cluster labeled ‘Eidolon Sequence.’ Unverified. Unauthenticated. But it pulsed like something still alive.

"Your journey is futile. You will find only despair beyond the veil." "Shut up," Lucas growled, his voice sharp. He turned to the group, his expression fierce. "Don’t listen to it. That’s what it wants—to break us before we even get there." Elena nodded, though her hands trembled slightly. The visions had grown stronger, more vivid. She could see flashes of battles long past, hear the cries of warriors who had tried and failed to contain the darkness. The Heart pulsed against her chest, a reminder of its power and the sacrifice it demanded.

Keep it from winning. It got worse the farther we went. While Damon envisioned a future in which I was lost to the Void, Kael had to face visions of his fallen packmates. However, Liora appeared unaffected, passing through the delusions with a strange serenity. "Why don't you get impacted? With a trembling voice, I demanded. “I’ve faced my demons already,” she replied, her tone cold. “Focus on your task, Melissa. The amulet is close.” Finally, we reached a clearing bathed in an unnatural light. At the centre, on a stone pedestal, sat the artefact a glowing amulet that seemed to pulse with life.