Genshin Impact: Transmigrated as Furina's Second Personality

On the desolate earth, amidst the ruins of collapsed buildings, countless people gazed toward the sky, watching the god ascending toward the Divine Nail.

Below her lay Snezhnaya—there was nowhere else to retreat.

Summoning every ounce of her power, she struck upward with a ferocious blast!

Boundless Cryo elemental energy coalesced in the sky, forming a thick layer of solid ice to block the descent of the Divine Nail.

Although the Divine Nail possessed extraordinary properties, it did not explode upon impact like a missile, nor did it release intense heat.

This meant that if it could be stopped, if its descent could be slowed, Snezhnaya might still be saved.

Boom!

With a deafening crash, the Divine Nail smashed into the layer of ice created by the Ice Archon!

Shards of ice exploded in every direction, and the collision resounded like thunderclaps across the land.

The Archon's body wavered. The immense force of the impact reverberated through her, inflicting severe injuries and driving her downward by over a hundred meters.

But she gritted her teeth and held firm, knowing that the first collision was the most powerful. If she could endure this, the following moments might be less dire.

She continued to channel her energy, reinforcing and thickening the icy barrier, pushing upward with all her might.

At that moment, she seemed like a lone figure trying to hold back a falling mountain—small and powerless.

Under the overwhelming force, her ice barrier shattered repeatedly, only to reform again and again.

The Divine Nail continued its descent, and she followed its bluish glow, pushed downward along with it.

Fragments of shattered ice rained down like a torrential storm, while fresh layers of ice formed continuously.

Her power drained rapidly as she struggled to maintain the barrier, but correspondingly, the Divine Nail's descent slowed more and more.

However, with each passing second, the injuries she sustained from intercepting the eight missiles earlier grew increasingly severe.

Finally, when the Divine Nail was less than 800 meters from the ground, her strength was utterly depleted. The injuries she bore reached their breaking point, and her body began to fracture like cracking ice, lines and fissures spreading across her form.

The thick barrier of ice shattered like a brilliant fireworks display, disintegrating into countless shards in the sky.

Unable to hold on any longer, she plummeted from the heavens.

With nothing left to obstruct it, the Divine Nail plunged earthward with residual force.

Boom!

The Divine Nail struck the ground of Snezhnaya.

Dust and debris filled the air.

It was unclear how much time passed.

Though the Divine Nail possessed formidable effects and was crafted by the powers of Celestia, it was, at its core, merely an artifact from the heavens—not a god itself.

In the past, Divine Nails fell across Teyvat, their descent guided by Celestia's own hands, and none dared to intervene.

But the fact that no one dared didn't mean it was impossible.

Though weaker than the Heavenly Principles, the Cryo Archon, as a god, was still capable of partially resisting such a force.

While she could not completely halt the Divine Nail's descent, her desperate efforts significantly weakened its impact, preventing it from piercing through the ley lines entirely.

Even so, the Divine Nail's impact carved out a massive crater nearly 100 meters in diameter where it struck.

Within a two-kilometer radius, all buildings were reduced to rubble, and the death toll was catastrophic.

On this day, the citizens of Snezhnaya crawled out from the ruins, their eyes drawn to the place where the Divine Nail had fallen.

The intense heat from the previous missile strikes had melted the ice and snow, revealing the barren ground beneath.

The Divine Nail lay embedded in a massive crater, and nearby, the grievously wounded Cryo Archon knelt at the edge. Her power spent, she stared blankly at the ruined cityscape, her face devoid of expression.

At this moment, despair engulfed everyone present.

Before they could even begin to recover from the catastrophe, a massive tremor rippled across the distant sea.

The icy surface of Snezhnaya's waters split open, and the oppressive aura of an ancient god surged forth, overwhelming all in its path.

From the depths of the ocean, the colossal five-headed serpent, Osial, emerged. Its massive, glowing eyes radiated a chilling light as it loomed over the shattered city.

Alongside Osial, two towering mechanical constructs, each over a hundred meters tall and emanating Anemo and Electro elemental energies, rose from the sea and descended into the wreckage-strewn city.

These constructs, powered by the hearts of the Anemo and Electro Archons, had long been stationed in Snezhnaya's deep waters under Felina' command.

In the sky, a flash of light heralded the arrival of Felina, who had used her acceleration ability to reach the ruined city.

Behind her, the ancient god loomed, and on either side, the colossal war machines stood guard.

With the composure of a victor, Felina strode across the war-torn land of Snezhnaya.

Her figure blurred like a phantom as she moved, sword in hand. Each flicker of her presence brought her to a segment of the Doctor's form, and with every strike, she severed the life of his true self and all his segments.

Guarded by the ancient god and the towering constructs, Felina advanced. In the presence of countless Snezhnayan witnesses, the Hydro Archon confronted the Cryo Archon.

She stood before the grievously injured and defeated Cryo Archon, her blade pointing directly at her.

Felina gazed down at the Cryo Archon, who sat paralyzed on the ground, her cold and imperious expression exuding the oppressive dominance of one in absolute control.

The tip of the sword hovered only ten centimeters from the Cryo Archon's forehead as Focalors spoke, her voice cold and commanding:

"This war between Snezhnaya and Fontaine is over. Fontaine has won."

"Since you were the ones who initiated this war, you must pay the price for it."

"Fontaine still has 300 missiles ready to fire. Your choice will determine whether they will rain down again."

"Surrender, or face the annihilation of Snezhnaya. Decide now."

The Cryo Archon remained silent for a long time. Her vacant eyes betrayed the loss of hope as she sat on the ground.

Resistance, plans, ideals, and the future—all these thoughts flashed through her mind.

But under the weight of Fontaine's overwhelming power, they shattered like fragile illusions, obliterated by the force of the missile strikes.

Felina hadn't even personally intervened, and yet Snezhnaya's elite forces were already decimated, either dead or grievously injured.

What meaning was left in ideals, plans, or the future when there was no longer a Snezhnaya to fight for?

On the devastated ground, the Cryo Archon turned to look at her citizens, who stood amidst the rubble.

Under the crushing force of absolute power, her people trembled in fear and confusion, like lost crystalline butterflies flitting aimlessly.

Perhaps it was only now, in this moment, that both the god and the people of this nation truly understood the despair that war could bring.

Looking at her subjects, who seemed even more lost than she was, the Cryo Archon finally lowered her head to Focalors.

"I, on behalf of Snezhnaya, unconditionally surrender to Fontaine."

...

Under the overwhelming force of absolute military power, Snezhnaya declared unconditional surrender to Fontaine.

This day would forever be marked as a day of shame for Snezhnaya.

The image of the Hydro Archon standing tall and victorious, her blade pointed at the Cryo Archon amidst the desolate land, would become an eternal symbol of Snezhnaya's humiliation.

Felina was kind, and so was the Cryo Archon.

Yet, when it came to national interests, morality could not be simply judged in terms of good and evil.

Would the citizens of Snezhnaya harbor hatred for Fontaine?

When faced with a power that completely crushes them, few dare to harbor resentment. They wouldn't even mention what their opponent did for fear of stirring public outrage and creating chaos.

Snezhnaya revered strength and worshipped the powerful.

This philosophy of reverence for the strong was indeed effective in building a formidable military, but it also had its flaws.

When faced with someone stronger—someone so overwhelmingly powerful as to crush them completely—Snezhnayans were equally prone to submission.

Having been indoctrinated with the principle of strength, Snezhnayans viewed submission to a mightier power as a natural course of action.

With eight missiles and a Divine Nail, Fontaine had shattered the pride of Snezhnaya.

The image of Felina pointing her sword at the Cryo Archon, while humiliating, vividly demonstrated Fontaine's strength and Snezhnaya's weakness to its people.

This left Snezhnayans with conflicted feelings about Fontaine: on one hand, humiliation over their subjugation, and on the other, involuntary respect for Fontaine's power.

Faced with a foe capable of obliterating their nation at any moment, feelings of hatred became irrelevant.

Did the Cryo Archon hate Felina ?

Truthfully, she did not.

When Arlecchino left Snezhnaya, the Cryo Archon had remarked that Felina was an excellent god.

And Felina herself never denied that the Cryo Archon was a compassionate god.

Both knew well that they were the same type of person—naturally kind and gentle but forced to abandon such traits to protect what they cherished.

Because of their positions, they stood as adversaries, and war became inevitable. In the end, Felina won—that was all there was to it.

In war, there were always victors and the defeated. The victors would gain, and the losers would pay the price.

Now, Snezhnaya was at the mercy of Fontaine.

The Cryo Archon formally declared unconditional surrender on behalf of Snezhnaya, and Felina, representing Fontaine, accepted it.

As the victor, Felina presented three conditions to Snezhnaya:

Surrender the Geo Gnosis and the Cryo Gnosis.

Pay a one-time war indemnity of 80 billion Mora to Fontaine.

Snezhnaya's military forces were henceforth prohibited from appearing in any other nation within Teyvat. Their development would be restricted to within Snezhnaya's borders, with any violations resulting in immediate punitive action by Fontaine.

After the treaty was signed, Felina ordered Osial to retrieve the Divine Nail, bringing it back to Fontaine. She herself also returned to Fontaine.

The news of this decisive victory reached Fontaine, and the image of Felina pointing her sword at the Cryo Archon made headlines on the front page of the Steambird Newspaper.

This historic image became a moment etched into the annals of history.

The sight of this image invigorated Fontaine's spirits immensely. People walked the streets with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, brimming with confidence.

Meanwhile, the Steambird Newspaper continued to report extensively on the war, highlighting the decisive leadership of Lady Furina and the groundbreaking technological advancements of the Fontaine Research Institute.

One report declared:

"Under the wise leadership of Lady Furina, Fontaine incurred only 12 casualties while annihilating Snezhnaya's 200,000-strong army."

The paper also provided the public with details about missiles, continuously praising Felina' wisdom and leadership.

At this moment, Felina' prestige within Fontaine reached unprecedented heights, and faith in her was stronger than ever.

No one feared the impending prophecy of the Primordial Sea anymore, for they believed with unshakable confidence that under the wise leadership of Lady Furina, Fontaine would safely overcome any calamity.

Within the Oratrice's chambers, Focalors gazed at the reports of Fontaine's victory, her thoughts filled with complex emotions.

She too had seen the image of Felina pointing her sword at the Cryo Archon.

On this day, when Focalors saw the scene before her, she had no choice but to admit that Felina had reached a height that even she herself could not attain.

She recalled when she first created Furina, imploring her to properly play the role of the Hydro Archon.

But now, even if Furina stood on the grand stage of the Opera Epiclese and loudly proclaimed she was not the Hydro Archon, no one would believe her.

Even if Focalors herself leapt forward and shouted that she was the true Hydro Archon, the people would refuse to believe it.

Moreover, even if Furina's secret of not being the Hydro Archon were exposed, it would no longer matter, for there would certainly be those who would help conceal the truth.

Why?

Because Furina's position in Fontaine was now unshakable.

Fontaine could exist without a Hydro Archon, but it could not exist without Furina.

Whether or not Furina was the Hydro Archon no longer mattered. What mattered was that the person sitting in that position had to be Furina.

This was the absolute prestige brought about by overwhelming strength and wisdom, making her irreplaceable. Even if the true Hydro Archon appeared, they could not take Furina's place.

After all, in the eyes of Fontaine's citizens, under Furina's wise leadership, Fontaine was now stronger than ever before.

The people knew of Furina's strength and brilliance, but they knew nothing of this supposed true Hydro Archon.

Who could guarantee that this real Hydro Archon would govern Fontaine better than Furina had?

If I don't support Lady Furina, am I supposed to back some unknown Hydro Archon?

An insignificant Hydro Archon, daring to usurp Lady Furina's rightful place? Absurd!

This was the reality of power and influence.

Even if the truth were revealed, the people would resolutely support Furina on the throne.

At this moment, Focalors had no choice but to acknowledge that her role as the Hydro Archon had become merely symbolic.

Felina was strong, wise, decisive, and far-sighted—far more suited to being a ruler than Focalors herself.

It was as if the world conspired to validate Furina's conclusion.

Because of Felina' leadership in Fontaine's victory over Snezhnaya, her prestige within Fontaine reached unprecedented heights!

The vast outpouring of faith gathered into her consciousness, forming an endless golden ocean that granted immense power to both Felina and Furina.

The people believed, unwaveringly, that Furina was the Hydro Archon. Their conviction was stronger than ever before.

"Lady Furina is the Hydro Archon!"

Countless resolute beliefs coalesced into an unstoppable force of will, strong enough to alter destiny itself.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for leading Fontaine to victory over Snezhnaya! Reward: 400,000 Guardian Points!]

[At this moment, the collective will of Fontaine converges upon you. You are the undisputed god of Fontaine!]

[You have gained the recognition of Fontaine, including from Focalors, who now believes you are more suited to be its god than she is!]

[The Hydro Archon's Divine Throne will forcibly transfer from Focalors to you. Congratulations, Host, on acquiring the Hydro Archon's Divine Throne!]

Within the Oratrice...

Focalors had just begun to feel admiration for Felina, acknowledging that she was better suited to be Fontaine's god. Yet in the very next moment, she felt an indescribable force acting upon her.

Something imprinted upon her soul was abruptly torn away by an unseen hand.

For the first time in centuries, Focalors felt panic.

Her throne as the Hydro Archon—was gone.

Simultaneously, as Felina was working at her desk, she set down her pen.

A serene smile spread across her face.

"At last, the day has come."

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