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iwishiwasaginger · 2 years

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So, I made my own Isekai/SAGAU Genshin fic. I hope you like it.

Warnings: language

Word count: almost 3.2k

I don't own Genshin, nor PlayStation, nor the SAGAU concept

Getting Isekai'd for Dummies

Chapter 1: Down the Rabbit Hole

Thunder and lightning crashed outside your window, the wind howling through the dead of night. It’s Friday morning, technically, and you were sent home early from work Thursday evening, due to the severe thunderstorms roving through your area, which had knocked out the power at your workplace. Miraculously though, your electric grid was a fighter, and has refused to go down so far, save for the flicker of the streetlights every now and then. Your face is illuminated by the flashes of lightning and the screen of your television, portraying the game booted up on your Playstation. The comforting timbre of your best friend, Deo’s, voice filtering through your phone’s speaker accompanies the cries of nature outside. You’ve known each other for around five years now and often chat and play video games together. Currently, you two are playing an open world rpg named ‘Genshin Impact’, developed by a company called ‘Mihoyo’. You found out about it around a year ago now, and had been hooked by the adventure it promised and the extensive lore. Deo doesn’t live too far away from you, and is, conveniently, on your same electric grid. You were chatting about how there was supposedly a full moon tonight, somewhere beyond the storm clouds.

“I don’t know, (Y/N), we should probably go to bed soon. We’re approaching the witching hour, and all things considered about tonight, I’m getting weird vibes. Once it hits three-something, I start seeing shit.” She always was the superstitious type. Sure, it was approaching three in the morning, and yes, it was now Friday the thirteenth, but you always considered it your lucky day, due to your rather bad luck. Plus, most of that stuff was probably made up in the old ages by hysterics and paranoiacs.

“Pssh, you’re probably just seeing stuff cause you’re sleep deprived. Cmon! This event is almost over and we gotta make sure we enjoy it to the max! I mean, like, theater mechanicus rerun, hello? The flower garden thing? Fucking dueling? Bro, there’s so much to do!” You desperately plead, trying to get her to give in just for tonight. You haven’t been able to play much due to work, and you want to catch up before the Irodori Festival ends. “Please? I’ll let you steal materials from my world for, like, two weeks!”

She grumbles and begrudgingly, with a sigh, she agrees. “But only because I have characters that you don’t, so I need different stuff, and I don’t want to seem like a douchebag to any randos.”

With a victory yelp and a little victory dance, you smile. “Thank you, thank you, thank you Deo! Neither of us have anything going on later, so we’ll be fine! Let’s go play some theater mechanicus!” You shift your fingers on the controller and make Ayato run towards Komokata to get ready to play.

Deo presumably does the same, as Zhongli comes bounding into the area soon after. When she’s selecting the stage for you both to challenge, that’s when it happens. Your Playstation makes a weird sound and the screen flashes for a moment, before the screen turns completely white, and sparks start flying from your console. With a surprised yelp, you drop the controller, turning into yourself in a defensive position. Soon after, the sparking stops, and you’re left with a fried console and a white screen.

“What the fuck just happened? Oh no! My Playstation! Damnit.” You huff out in despair, shocked by the turn of events. Your friend’s voice comes through your phone’s speakers once again.

“What happened? Are you ok? I heard you yelp. What’s going on?” Her concerned tone brings you back to Earth and you slump dejectedly in your chair. Just your luck, right?

“I think a bolt of lightning hit my house and caused a power surge; my console is totally fried, like, still smoking. And the tv is all jacked up too, it’s just a white screen. I hate this so much, dude.” You sigh and the frustration you feel almost brings you to tears. All your games, all your progress, all the money and time you spent, gone within seconds. “I don’t even know how I’m gonna explain this one to my dad. I’m so majorly boned.”

“Oh jeez, I can’t believe that. I’m sorry that happened. Guess that’s a sign that I should probably get off as well. No offense, but I don’t want to risk the same thing happening to me. I’m gonna unplug my stuff.” You can hear some shuffling come from over the phone, but you just stare at the white screen, grieving your loss.

The more you stare at the white screen, the less you perceive the other things around you. Deo says something, but it’s muffled; it kind of sounds like you're under water. The thunder doesn’t seem to shake your house anymore. Your vision tunnels, focused on just the white screen of despair. It almost seems to pull you in, until all you perceive is just white. A bland, emotionless, all-encompassing white, just as empty as your thoughts. It feels like an eternity is spent in this blank space, where neither time, nor matter, seem to reach. Your mind tries to make sense of this, but no thoughts linger, they’re all fleeting, never even making it to comprehension.

An amount of time passes, you don’t know how long, before you open your eyes to white, cloudy skies. You notice that it’s a little frigid, and you shiver. Your senses come back to you, one by one. Sight, then touch, your mouth feels dry, the smell of grass makes you want to sneeze, and you start to hear the wind blowing gently past. You blink, and take a moment to collect yourself, then you sit up with a groan, bringing your hands up to rub at your arms. Looking around, you see you’re on top of a hill, a couple sparse trees here and there, and there is a frost in the air and on the ground. Your brows furrow in confusion, and you wonder where you are, and how you got here. You stand up from the ground and turn around. Now, towering in front of you, is an icy mountain with clouds obscuring the top. Turning your head back in the other direction, you see what looks like a beacon of light in the distance. Looking down at yourself, you notice that you are in your pajamas, and with that, the memory of the events from earlier flashes through your mind’s eye. Now, you’re even more confused on where you are and how you ended up outside. You live in a city, nowhere close to a mountain.

Currently, you’re in the middle of the wilderness, and the only lead you have is a glowing light; things couldn’t get any better could they? Sighing, you head towards the beacon, hoping that getting away from the mountain will rid you of the chill in your bones. After a couple of minutes, not too long, you arrive at a small cliff and moan in frustration. There are rocks jutting out of the side that you could use to aid your descent, but you’re not particularly known for your grace. The sun starts to shine over the horizon and you note that the clouds blocking the sky are behind you, and the sky is a magnificent blue. From the top of this cliff, northeast of where you are standing, you can see windmills, but they seem pretty far away. The beacon is a bit closer, still north of you, and you decide to check that out first, then head to what seems to be civilization.

Gently, you lower yourself off the edge, and try to do your best to make footholds in the side of the cliff. You get a couple feet down, then your foot slips, and you fall towards the ground. Curiously though, it doesn’t hurt at all when you land, and you seem to have landed on the softest grass you’ve felt in your life. You get up and brush yourself off, relishing in the warmth that the sun brings as it rises in the sky. Shifting back towards the beacon, you jolt in shock, because, a couple yards in front of you, are creatures you’ve never seen before. Actually, you realize that you have seen these creatures somewhere before. They almost look like hilichurls. Well, that can’t be right, hilichurls are fictional beings. Then, this must be a dream, you surmise. Still, you’d rather not get decked by the mitachurl that also seems to be there, so you try to sneak off to your right, away from the creatures. It works, as none of them seem alerted to your presence. It’s a shame that you can’t have a hilichurl friend, they’re very cute, especially with the little dances they do.

Moving forward, you manage to stop yourself before you tumble off another cliff, only this one is bigger and you would most definitely die from that drop. The beacon, which you now guess to be a Statue of the Seven if you are in Teyvat in this weird dream, is on the other side of the valley in front of you, up another cliff, how fun. You see what looks to be Mondstadt in the distance and, if memory serves you correctly, you should be near Dawn Winery. A glance over to your left confirms this to be true, as you see the familiar rooftop poking out from just beyond the trees. Deciding that a little visit to your favorite wine tycoon can’t hurt, you trek over in that direction. You carefully climb down another small cliff, thankfully not falling this time around. It seems that Teyvat just wants you to fall to your death because there is yet another steep cliff. Saying a prayer to whomever is listening, you start to scale down the side of the cliff. This time, just as your foot slips, you seem to find another foothold, and you make it all the way down, unscathed. You thank the gods, and scour this next ledge, finding a chest. You approach cautiously, knowing that monsters could appear as soon as you get close, but nothing happens. You open the chest and find a Beginner’s Protector, a couple hundred Mora, and some weapon leveling material. Shrugging, you take the polearm and the Mora, thinking that it wouldn’t hurt to have them. Thankfully, there seem to be a couple drop-offs that you can simply hop down from, and you continue down.

With a couple more strides forward, you make it to the path trod into the ground, and you sigh in relief. Glancing left, there sits the winery, and you make your way towards it with a bound in your step. Along the way, a thought occurs to you: what if none of these people know who you are, as you aren’t a character in the game? You decide that it’d probably be best to act like some random NPC who got lost. Hopefully your pajamas don’t throw anyone off, cause you’re not quite sure what Mondstadtian pajamas look like. Your approach is now a bit more cautious. Coming around the side of the manor, you walk right past the workers; ignoring the way a couple of them notice your presence, you walk straight into the manor. You could probably count on either Adelinde, Elzer, or Diluc, if he’s there, to help you.

Adelinde turns to the door as it opens, confusion covering her features at your state of dress. Bashfully, you draw nearer to her, rubbing the side of your arm. She looks you up and down with a calculating gaze, and upon seeing your features clearly, a shine glints in her eyes for but a moment, before fading away.

“Hello, welcome to Dawn Winery. Is there something that I can help you with?” She looks off towards the corner for a moment, then settles her gaze back onto you.

“Yes, hi, um, sorry.” You clear your throat and straighten out a bit, “I was traveling and my map got blown away, you see, and upon resting by the water for the night, I had awoken, soaking wet, to find that the tide was coming in, and that my pack had gotten washed away. This is my first big adventure and I don’t really have the best of luck, obviously.” Trying your best to hold her gaze, you sweat nervously, hoping she doesn’t pick up on the fact that you are lying.

“Mmhm, and where do you hail from?” You can tell she’s a bit skeptical and, digging into your brain for your knowledge of the lore, you try to find a place that would be believable.

“Oh, uh, I’m from Fontaine.” You smile and nod, hoping she doesn’t ask you anymore questions. “Anyways, if you could just point me in the direction of Mondstadt, that’d be wonderful.”

She nods, and doesn’t seem entirely convinced, but gives you the directions nonetheless. “When you leave the manor, take the path that curves to the right of the Statue of the Seven. Then take the left path at the first fork, then right at the second, a left at the third, and another left over the bridge and into the city.”

You beam at her and nod fervently. “Yes, thank you so much, miss! Sorry for bothering you!” And with that you turn on your heel and head out the door, noticing Elzer give you a look as you pass by. Once out of the manor, you speed walk past the workers once more, and sigh in relief once off the winery grounds. You follow Adelinde’s instructions, being sure to stick to the path, lest you run into any monsters. You’d like to visit a Statue of the Seven, but you don’t feel like climbing anymore, so you plan on visiting the one by Vennessa’s tree in Windrise.

The sun seems to be at the highest point in the sky now, so you assume that it’s about midday. Despite the rays of the sun beating down upon you, you don’t feel too hot, thanks to the nice breeze blowing through the lands of Mond. You smile, enjoying the nice weather as you continue on your journey. The bridge into the city comes into view and you think you remember Windrise being somewhere down the path to your right. Turning down the right path, you pass by the lone adventurer stationed by a pot and she also gives you a weird stare, but, to be fair, you would too if someone was out adventuring in their pajamas. It only takes about five minutes before you see the grand tree a bit of a way into the distance.

Making your way down the path, a man starts to come into view, wearing the standard uniform for the Knights of Favonius. He’s rather tall and has short brown hair, paired with blue eyes. You intend to walk right past him, however he moves to stand in your path. His right arm crosses his chest, then juts out straight down, angled away from his body; the motion of the Knights’ salute. He calls out to you, “Halt! Welcome to Mondstadt, strange yet respectable wayfarer! Please state your identity and intended destination. The Knights of Favonius are here to ensure your safety."

You grimace slightly and shift awkwardly on your feet. “Yeah, uh, hello. I am (Y/N), and I was just headed for the Statue of the Seven over here. I’m, uh, I’m sightseeing I suppose.” The polearm in your hand hangs languidly in your grip, tip pointed towards the earth. You do your best to maintain eye contact, but you find yourself looking away every now and then because of the overall stilted encounter.

He nods and his eyes trail along your form, scrutinizing your state of dress. You cough lightly into your hand, and he straightens up, gaze returning to your eyes. “I see! I am Godwin, a Knight of Favonius. You are currently in the Windrise area of Mondstadt; if you take this path, heading northwest, you will reach the city, where you will be able to find food, lodging, and clothing, or uh, essential items for your travels. Just ask any knight stationed in the city, and they should be able to direct you to places of interest.”

You nod and force a smile. “Yes, thank you, Godwin. I’ll be sure to head there next. You, uh, you’ve been a great help. I’m gonna just get going; see you around, maybe, I think.” You trail off at the end and give him a small wave, stepping around him and heading towards the statue, moving straight through the grass to get there faster, not caring about the actual path. You can feel his gaze on you and you speed up your pace just a smidge to hurry away from him. In your peripheral, you can see what you think is a dendro slime bobbing around a seelie court, but you pay it no mind, as you don’t know if you’d be capable of fighting it. Your bare feet meet the trodden path again, and this time you follow it to the statue. Slowing your pace, you look upon the scenery in front of you with wonder. The wind gently blows past, dancing leaves around you, and light filters gracefully through the canopy of the majestic tree. The gold on the statue glimmers beautifully under the rays of sunlight that touch upon it. You sigh out in awe of the moment and, for a small moment in time, you find it hard to believe that you’re dreaming. Everything looks and feels so real: the cool stone underfoot, Vennessa’s tree, the breeze gracing your figure. Walking up the steps, you approach the statue, wondering if you’d gain the power of Anemo upon touching it. Taking a deep breath in, you gently reach out and place your hand upon the statue. The wind stills for a second, but, other than that, nothing magnificent happens. You suppose you feel more energized, but not at all more powerful. You sigh in disappointment and turn around, heading back in the direction of the city.

As you walk, your stomach lets out a loud growl, and you’re thankful that you swiped the Mora from that chest so that you can buy something to eat. You spot a sunsettia tree as you near the bridge and you smile at the prospect of food. Making your way over, you pick the lowest hanging one and bite into it, relishing the sweet taste. Chewing, your mind starts to drift as you think about everything you’ve felt and, now, tasted since waking up in what you first assumed was a dream. You decide to test if this really is a dream and bring your finger to the tip of your polearm. Holding your breath, you prick your finger and, in slight horror, realize that this is not a dream, due to the stinging pain.

#sagau #gender neutral #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #my writing

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