Genshin Delusions Novels & Stories

A game. “I think I’m losing my mind,” I mutter as we walk home, heels clicking on the pavement. “Finally,” Delilah says with a dramatic sigh of relief. “She admits it.” “I’m serious.” “So am I.” “I was supposed to be getting back at Jaden . That was the plan. Now I’m imagining Mr. Montelli … doing things. Dark things. Controlling things.” “To you?” I hesitate. “To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.”

“You were at the edge of the forest.” Her mouth curled into a ghost of a smile. “Yes.” “Who are you?” “I am what waits. What remembers.” She tilted her head. “But if you need a name, you may call me Delun.” The name coiled through my chest like smoke—and beneath it, recognition. Not from my memories. From somewhere older. Deeper. Moonbound. She was one of us. Or had been. “What do you want from me?” I asked, but my voice trembled, and not from fear.

she hissed, her eyes widening. "Breaking the loop," Autumn growled, the bond with Gale stabilizing her, his golden light merging with her silver, creating a radiant cascade. The woman screamed, clones dissolving around her as the essence returned, visions clarifying: this wasn't a true future self, but a construct—a manifestation of the Shadowed One's deception, crafted from Autumn's fears and the legacy's dark potential, amplified by the entity's lingering influence.

making the ground beneath the Deleters fluctuate between the weight of a star and the lightness of a feather. The Deleters stuttered. Their matte-black surfaces began to crack, revealing a core of frantic, violet light. They were designed to delete "Assets," but they had no protocols for a Multiversal Avalanche. The Final Check Elara stood directly beneath the largest Deleter. She felt the Null-Field trying to erase her boots, her hands, and the very memory of her name. "You forgot one thing, Architect," Elara whispered, her voice a low growl that resonated through the obsidian in her hands. "You can delete the code, but you can't delete the Will to Play."

"The one who doesn't live in denial and delusion because he is avoiding the reality. That's what she wanted me to relay to you. Now, this isn't in my own words and I am sure you wouldn't want to go against the orders of the moon goddess," "But that's going to be hard," She shook her head. "Not at all. The chemistry is there. I see the way you talk about her. I see the way you stare at her and I do not even need the moon goddess telling me that there is a hint of attraction in your eyes. Awe, ardor. But you're good at masking it. Really really good. I only get to see one slip on a week or two so yes," Leon groaned and fell back against his seat. He stared at Delilah who shrugged and stood to

MATT: Oh really? ANDY: Yeah? Why? MATT: Oh I just want borrow his notes in English. ANDY: Okay, I tell him. MATT: Thanks, so where are you? Do you still have class after this? ANDY: I'm at the Annex D Cafeteria, yeah we still have two labs later afternoon. MATT: Okay. See you later then. Bye! ANDY: Okay Bye! After the call I can feel the gloomy aura of Lucas. The moment I think Pete lied to Luke, I flinch my fist. That's it. I need to talk to my other friend.

It was the breathtaking piece of jewelry displayed at the auction many years back. “This is…” Liam reached for a card in the box. “It should have belonged to you.” The handwriting was firm. The writer seemed to have pressed the tip of the pen heavily into the paper when he arrived at the final stroke. It gave the impression that it was written with a hint of hesitation. A heavy silence descended upon them. Anise observed the brilliance of the light refracted from the gemstone and seemed to have recognized herself from five years ago. She remembered her shirt soaked with red wine and Clarice's smug smile. She remembered the “deal” that Arthur dismissively uttered.

My sight became much more blurry as the second went by till I was unconscious. ==== The beeping sound echoed in the room, her lifeless body was placed in an incubator where she was kept for days and observed like a specimen. Delilah was genetically changed in the land, her skin was transformed so were her eyes, hair, voice and every single thing that made her who she was. It was like staring into the eyes of another soul. “Hmm.” She began to hit on the glass while her tank was being filled with gas that took over her body system. Clogging her airways and vision. She began to lose consciousness slowly.

“One is the creature of the night and the other is the guardians of the moon. Where is this world heading too?” Moon forced laughter. She despised hybrids and believed no one should work against the course of nature. He agreed with her to the point. Because…as a hybrid, he was often confused with his identity. The caged beast often rattled within him, but with only partial shifter gene, shifting and running against the wind will forever be a dream. He blamed his parents for such a curse. “Moon, mark my words…Aluxious is leading Selene right into its destruction. Can’t you sense it?”

Collins suddenly interrupted, “? I blinked, surprised. “What? How?” She took a deep breath, folding her arms, her gaze intense. “I have noticed that these people play like chess masters. To beat them, we need to start thinking like them.” I leaned in, whispering, “So what are you thinking?” Her eyes gleamed with a mysterious spark. “If he wants a meeting with you, then we’ll give him one …just not with you.” It hit me like a lightning bolt.. “You mean… a fake?” She nodded, a slow, confident smile spreading across her face.