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Think for a moment. What's the last thing you remember, exactly? Were you with your loved ones? Were you fighting for your life? Whatever the case may be, the story ends like this: you died. Regardless of how important circumstances were, you have been eliminated from your own world. That's all there is.

Perhaps it will surprise you to wake up surrounded by the sky in every direction. What's above is reflected below in the shallow water that ripples beneath you without getting you wet. Strangely, what lies beneath this water is a mystery to you, and it feels more like walking on a glass surface, completely solid and clear underfoot.

Despite the fact you've perished, nothing hurts. Any injuries you arrived with have been neatly bandaged, and anything life-threatening has been mended enough that it no longer is. The warm sunshine probably feels good on your skin right now, doesn't it? The temperature is perfect, and you feel oddly comfortable considering the circumstances.

You aren't the only one rousing, however. Strangers around you also blink into consciousness, glowing halos flickering to life and floating over their heads. It might be hard to see the shape of your own halo looking up, but your reflection on the ground should help with that. Reaching up to touch it will prove futile. It's intangible, though your hand feels a little warm passing through it.

Your first instinct might be to leave. Can't blame you. You're in a strange place surrounded by strange people and no sense of direction. You might even try to use one of your powers from your home world to escape, but try as you might they don't appear to work. Worry not though; it looks like this place has bestowed some gifts upon you. Within your vicinity you have have one item from home. You have a gift box with your name on it. And, of course, you have the brand new sexy angel costume that you're already wearing! 😇

So what are you waiting for? Up and at 'em! The island has plenty of space to explore, though as you approach the edge it fades slowly into a thick fog. Pressing onward into the fog will disorient you and soon you'll find yourself completely turned around right back where you started. Probably best to stick to this area.

But hey, there's plenty to look at still! Instead of empty space, scattered around the island you'll see glassy, transparent protrusions from the ground. Most of them... well, you can't quite make out the shape. Could be buildings. Could be trees. Could be objects on the ground. Flowers, maybe? Their form doesn't seem to want to settle, and the light catching on their edges isn't really as illuminating as you'd like.

There is one exception to this. One shape seems to be more stable than the rest, less transparent and instead just... hazy. It's like you're looking at it through glasses with the wrong prescription. Even though it's blurry, you can tell that it's a cafe, and its door is wide open. Thoughtful, right? Whoever or whatever brought you here, at least they don't want you to starve!

Though no one is manning the counter, you can order your desired meal off of the slightly-clearer touch screen menu that offers up any kind of fast food you could want. There are also two restrooms in the back, with the keys hanging up on the wall beside them. That aside, there doesn't appear to be anything else open and you're left to your own devices.

We understand this is a lot to process, so take your time adjusting. And remember: everything is fine.

🎁 Gift Basket

As mentioned, each of you wake up with your item from home and a gift box with your name on it. There's a printed note attached to the fancy ribbon tying it off. It reads: Enjoy a welcome gift from us! For any questions, please refer to the informational pamphlet inside. ... but naturally, no such pamphlet seems to exist.

Each box contains the following:

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Cell Phone

A smartphone. Text and call to your heart's content. Just kidding! There's no service yet.
At least the camera and notes app work.

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Pen

One encouraging pen of your choice. Blue ink!

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Egg

A large egg the color of your halo. About ostrich egg sized. Warm.

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Toy Lightsaber

A collapsible toy lightsaber! Lights up the same color as your halo.

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Squishmallow

A small squishmallow! Any animal or item that would suit your personality.

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One Crocheted Accessory

A cute scarf/mittens/hat/etc, handmade in a color that suits you.

♡

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[fried]

[ it's probably more like ramen than hot pot but listen. he is doing his best here. ]

Various levels of heat. [ he says absently, squinting down at one of them. his eyes are barely visible. ] Nothing is spicy enough, I'm afraid. What a disappointment.

[ YOU'D THINK HE'D GET TO HAVE SPICY HOT POT IN HEAVEN BUT NO ]

[dijun]

[ fast food ramen is somehow even more depressing and idk how i feel about that. ]

Ah, I see, you were trying to find the correct spice level. [ hence the MANY POT. ] My condolences. A disappointing dish is already something to set you on the path to a terrible day, but in such a situation as this...

[fried]

[ jiaoqiu like behold, my top of ramen

he seems pleased that zhongli is playing along with this and not calling him ridiculous ]

Well. I hope this doesn't set a precedent. I'd prefer for my afterlife to be a little more stimulating.

[dijun]

[ i'd eat jiaoqiu's top of ramen at my own risk

to him, at least, this makes sense? and anything to have a bit of levity considering their situation. ]

It is a bit... lacking. The veil between life and death isn't necessarily formed, in many ways, but an afterlife devoid of much is lackluster.

[fried]

[ i don't want to do research on the afterlife in hsr ]

Perhaps it is IX who presides over death after all. [ ... ] My apologies, I've been rude. My name is Jiaoqiu. It's a pleasure to meet you, mister...?

[dijun]

[ natlan and lantern rite gave us afterlife in genshin but you know hyv ]

IX..? [ curious, but he shakes his head and offers a rue smile. ] Ah. No, the apologies are mine, Mister Jiaoqiu. My name is Zhongli. A pleasure, despite circumstances.

[fried]

An Aeon, though I don't expect you to know what that is after the conversations I've had thus far.

[ he bows his head a bit. ]

Despite the circumstances... [ a sigh. ] Well. I can't be too surprised.

[dijun]

No, I believe we have found ourselves in quite a mix of cultures, to put it lightly. I don't suppose that would be a deity..?

[ he can at least pick up context clues. ]

... I can't say that I'm inclined towards it, at the moment, but I suppose we shall see if things change. [ this really being the afterlife, and all that, despite what memories might say. ]

[fried]

It is. One of the gods that presides over the universe.

[ his ear flicks, and he glances in zhongli's general direction. ]

You think there is a chance that it isn't?

[dijun]

[ there's a pause of consideration, but it's hard to say what, exactly, it's in regards to. ]

I remember where last I was, and what had happened. But I'm reluctant to accept it as truth, as that would imply that many people were affected, perhaps lost, despite every effort to avoid that fate.

[fried]

[ oh buddy do we have things to talk about eventually

a beat. ]

Understandable. Perhaps there's some way you can make a deal to return, if this is the truth.

[dijun]

[ from one hoyoverse to another: :handshake::upside_down: ]

Well. [ ruefully ] I'm familiar with contracts, but it would have to benefit all parties - some things are not worth an exchange of such magnitude.

[fried]

[ i bet you are familiar with contracts lmao ]

I can't see why sending you back would be such an inconvenience. If anything, it's too crowded here already.

[dijun]

[ yeah wild. ]

It depends on what they would ask for in exchange. A life for a life, perhaps, or the safety of others. I'm adverse to those sort of contracts.

[fried]

[ he tilts his head back. ]

Would you trade the life of a criminal for your life? [ he's curious... ]

[dijun]

[ he does give this the due thought it deserves, quiet for a long moment. ]

... no. Such a thing could easily be twisted in the favor of the wrong party; what were their crimes, the depths of them, the catalyst that drove them to committing to that path? Were they found guilty before proven innocent? Were they in the right?

So to speak, death as a punishment is a choice that I have stood on the side of in the past, but a contract based upon it is not one to make without knowing the full picture or situation. To some, a pickpocket is the same as a murderer.