Aioni
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Nobody ever came nor went from that place, Paimon had once prattled off during one of their many camps they'd make together in the desert. For five-hundred years, and maybe even more before that, Natlan was always secluded from the rest of Teyvat, in their own little world. Some say they're ruled by god-fearing dragons, the last of their kind, fearful to show Celestia what they had done to their war-mongering god. Others say that their Archon is abusive and iron-fisted as can be, ruling her nation with a steeled heart and cold eyes, letting none escape her brutal gaze.
"And what do you think she is?" Lumine had asked one night under the brightest stars.
"Paimon thinks she's misunderstood," was all that little fairy said.
Lumine enters a new nation to ask the same question she already knows the answer to.
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Patron Saint by Aioni
Fandoms: Iron Lung (2026), Iron Lung (Video Game), David Szymanski's Iron Lung - All Media Types
04 Jun 2026
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Click—a grainy picture; a meld of bones of unknown origin with a faint backdrop of industrial human-make.
It's eerie, yet quietly you do not acknowledge. It is not your mystery to unfold, you are a passenger to your own epilogue.
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It all happened so quickly, like a mirage in a hot desert.
Humans had arrived in their shiny metals and naked bodies, carrying sticks of glistening silver and shields that carried the heavy scent of death. They were here, not for rescue or aid, but for cruel, bitter warfare. They were striking when the anvil was at its hottest, and your kind were all half-dead, diseased by a pestilence unknown. There was no possible way of fruitful retaliation. And there was nothing you could do, even if you tried.
Collect your silver tears, pray I reappear tomorrow.
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Anya gasps hysterically, on the brink of a collapse. She rocks herself back and forth, desperate for any kind of release that will save her from this hell. A hug, a pat on the back, a “We’ll get through this, Anya.” —anything!
But Anya gets nothing. Nothing but silence and the raspy breaths of a man that she thought she could rely on.
Anya is in control of her own destiny.
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He knew you would like it, you like anything he does, even if he ends up crying about it, yet he’s supposed to hand you something he sees as a proclamation of his love without exploding into a million pieces?
Clive Finley wants to ask you out, to finally be "official", but his chronic anxiety gets in the way. Instead, he gives you a cupcake.
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- Part 1 of Stories to Tell
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You and Clive go adventuring. Along the way, from forested lakes to high valleys, you bring stories to tell and reminisce on later.
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