Genshin Impact: Teyvat Travel Guide

In a certain forum, a post quietly appeared.

[Title]: That madman is finally dead? 【hot】

Although they didn't say who it was, the races in the Star Sea all understood it tacitly.

【1L】: Can the data uploaded by the interpreter be false?

[2L]: However, how come there is a race like Dream Weaver in the Star Sea? Crazy paranoid, feeds on emotions, has no empathy - and doesn't even abide by the laws of the star sea! It's like... it's like, it was born just to die.

【3L】: Why haven’t scientists used the Dream Weaver’s corpse to produce research results that benefit the star sea? ! That race is not a good thing anyway!

【4L】: Indeed...compared with those in history, I even think Phaemis is relatively good. Do you still remember those extreme ones that are now recorded in the history of Xinghai? Just those few!

【5L】: Indeed, it was a painful history. Those dream weavers directly wiped out many weak star sea races! Now they can't find the continuation of their bloodline, they are really doing all kinds of bad things!

...After a heated discussion.

[26L]: Back to the third floor, we want to study the Dream Weavers. Although this race is full of cold cruelty, they can expose their bodies in the universe without any protective gear. , a huge mental power that is enough to cover an asteroid, and a brain that is not as smart as ordinary people... We all want to study it! !

[27L]: But it’s not like you don’t know that after the death of the Dream Weaver, the surrounding star field will be wrapped in a strange mist in an unscientific manner. It will take at least ten universes to disperse, and that Fog - once you get in, you can never get out again! !

[28L]: Vocal, I just took a look at the certification, and I didn’t expect that he is the boss of the Third Galaxy’s Supreme Research Institute! ! !

【29L】: I didn’t expect this post to blow up the big boss of the research institute. I worship the big boss!

【30L】: Worship the boss!

【31L】: Worship the boss!

...A series of "worship big guys" were neatly copied and pasted, and then the team was broken.

[364L]: I am not an ordinary person who has not joined the institute for five cosmic years. Compared to Phaemis... I have to say that although she does deserve to die, Dream Weaver's head is easy to use.

[365L]: In the sea of ​​​​stars, there should be no one who wants to get the brain of the Dream Weaver more than the researcher.

【366L】: It’s a pity that the fog is too dangerous.

【367L】: Yes, who wants to die?

【368L】: Wait, can anyone explain to me why I can’t enter that fog? I really don’t know... Isn’t the Dream Weaver dead? Why is that fog still dangerous? Can't you protect yourself by wearing protective gear?

【369L】: Good boy, study hard.

【370L】: Good boy, study hard.

【371L】: Good boy, study hard.

A new round of copy-pasting began. After a long time, an honest person finally couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to explain.

【496L】: Let me tell you, Dreamweaver, do you know why this race is called Dreamweaver?

In fact, it’s because of the fog that will be produced after they die! ! In this fog, people who enter it will have some kind of mental trance. In that terrible trance... you can see lovers who have been thinking about it day and night, relatives and friends who have been dead for many years, fulfilling false wishes, and being happy and unwilling to forget about happiness. Enter a beautiful fantasyland like a dream.

At this time, you can't leave the fog. Even if you wake up, you can only be wrapped in the fog, watching the dreams that make you sink quickly collapse... At this time, your life has come to an end.

【497L】: Is this... so terrifying?

【498L】: Isn’t that right? Dream Weaver is simply a cancer in the sea of ​​stars, both during life and after death.

[499L]: Then...in that case, how do you know the effect of this mist? Didn’t it mean that once you go in, you can’t come back?

【500L】: There is no shortage of races more powerful than the Dream Weavers in the universe, silly boy.

[501L]: So as long as the researcher is a more powerful race than the Dream Weaver, isn't it still possible to bring the Dream Weaver's body out of the mist and conduct research?

[502L]: Yes, that’s what the pioneer thought at the beginning. He entered the fog and became the only person in the star sea to come out of the fog alive, but... he still died in the fog.

【503L】: I know, I still remember that period of history. The pioneer failed to bring out the body of Dream Weaver. When he came out, three and a half cosmic eras had passed.

He was very embarrassed at the time, his right hand had disappeared, and his eyes were also blind. He finally survived and told us what would happen if he entered the mist. Then he personally expressed to Xinghai with his experience after coming out——

【504L】:...Even if you come out of the Dream Weaver's mist, you will be haunted by nightmares day and night, and eventually you will have a mental breakdown and die.

【505L】: When I was learning about this period of history, the sentence that remains fresh in my mind was the last words of this pioneer:

——My daughter turns into a horrible corpse and appears in my dreams every night. She strangles my neck, but I feel that she is too hard and pitiful.

【506L】:...Is this a nightmare? very scary. Day and night I dream of my dead daughter...

【507L】: This is not the scary thing. Do you know what is scary? It lies in the resume of this pioneer...he clearly has no children! ! !

He just had a deceased wife, but among the belongings he later sorted out, his daily records stated that he had discussed with his wife about having a daughter.

Unfortunately, his wife died before he could.

【508L】: Oh my god...I feel a little scared.

【509L】: In other words, although this pioneer came out of the mist, he had actually experienced it in the mist... met his wife and had a lovely daughter. But in the second half of the dream when he was about to die, everything began to collapse, his wife was gone, and his daughter turned into a lifeless corpse.

【510L】: So...even after he came out of the mist, he would still repeat the same nightmare day and night.

Many of the races in the post fell silent.

*

And what about the Dream Weaver himself who is in the mist?

Your consciousness drifted, and after an unknown amount of time, you finally landed heavily on the ground.

Opening your eyes, the world is surrounded by mist.

"Phaemis...I love you."

A familiar voice came from behind, and the moment you saw the person coming, you realized - ah, isn't this Zendic?

"Even if the emotional center has been destroyed, does it turn out that I still like you the most in my subconscious?"

You took a few steps forward and walked a few times around the figure of Zendic constructed by the fog based on your memory.

It's a pity that your body has completely lost its activity. You can't leave this illusory fog. And of all the beautiful dreams you see, no one knows better than you how false they are.

"Thinking about it this way, maybe I really shouldn't leave."

You were a little annoyed, "If I had known that I would be killed by the Releaser on the fifty-seventh cosmic day after I left, I might as well have played the boring admirer game with you."

But the fact is that the other party in the admirer game was killed by you, and you will eventually dissipate in this mist.

You raised your hand and waved, and Zendik disappeared.

You closed your eyes.

Your body has lost its vitality, and your consciousness and soul are now beginning to gradually dissociate.

What will you become?

You don’t know, after all, you haven’t died, right?

You try to weave a wonderful dream for yourself before your consciousness dissipates. It seems good to die in a dream, but unfortunately, after thinking for a long time, you don't know what a "good dream" is for you.

Research?

You discover to your horror that it isn't.

A beautiful and happy family like ordinary people?

Not really.

You think... maybe you just want a meaningful life.

But what is meaningful?

You don't know either.

You never think about this.

So in the end, you still didn't weave any dreams for yourself. You just sank into the mist, looked at the faint starlight in the sea of ​​​​stars, and then closed your eyes.

You feel the dissipation of consciousness.

Life has come to a literal end.