Disclaimer: I don't own Genshin Impact.

Warning: Implications of rape.

Chapter Two

"It's a girl." The midwife announced as the familiar wails of an infant filled the air. "Congratulations."

I barely heard the midwife speak as I wiped away my tears and sweat. After what felt like an eternity of being in labour and pushing out three infants within that time frame, all I wanted to do was sleep for a week uninterrupted. Even fighting Belial and Lucilius combined hadn't been as painful or exhausting as giving birth.

But as much as I wanted to pass out, I couldn't do that yet. Not until I held my third child in my arms and saw her for myself.

When the midwife approached me with my daughter newly bathed and wrapped in a fuzzy yellow blanket, I sat up a little straighter, ignoring the protests of my body. My hero for the entire duration of my labor smiled at me before carefully handing me the one who had been giving me hell for hours.

"Hello, sweetheart." I placed a kiss onto her small head as the newborn sniffled in my arms. "You're finally here. Do you have any idea how much trouble you put me through?"

Golden eyes blinked up at me innocently as I brushed away her tears. Her eyes looked just like mine. Her siblings also had the same golden eyes that ran through my side of the family.

Though I knew it wasn't much, it was a small blessing. I didn't know what I would do if any of them had blue eyes like their… patriarchal donor.

My daughter gurgled at me and I laughed, knowing exactly what she wanted.

"Hungry like the other two, I see." I began to pull down the collar of my dress, exposing my chest and bringing my daughter closer to me so that she could latch on. "Alright, go on and eat."

As the infant drank greedily, I heard the door open.

"Come in," I called out to the person on the other side. It was either Lyria or Aurora, the two women who had been by my side the entire time I was a complete mess throughout my entire pregnancy. They had originally been by my side when my labour began, but then left to go to a separate room to look after my other two children as I pushed out my third.

To my surprise it was neither of them.

Instead peering from the edge of the door was a little girl no older than six with blonde hair and cinnamon coloured eyes. Her eyes sparkled when they landed on me and with the lack of restraint all young children displayed, she threw open the door with a loud bang that startled the midwife and ran towards us.

I saw the midwife head over, no doubt to intercept on my behalf but I shook my head. She stopped with an uncertain look on her face, but then went back to cleaning up. But I could tell that she was keeping an eye on the both of us as she worked.

"Selena! Selena!" The little bundle of energy was practically vibrating by the time she reached my bedside. "Did the third baby finally arrive?"

She was the very image of the great-grandmother she was named after, except for the eyes. Those cinnamon red eyes belonged to her great-grandfather.

Looking at her was like standing aboard the Grandcypher again. Whether it was standing on the deck staring at the bright blue sky as we flew to our next destination or her personal office where we would discuss what to do next… It brought back a lot of memories.

"Mmm-hmm." I would have ruffled her head had I not been holding my daughter. "Do you want to see her, Djeeta?"

"YES!" The little girl declared loudly.

"Alright. But can you wait a little? She's very hungry right now because she hasn't eaten yet."

"Okay!"Djeeta nodded enthusiastically.

"Djeeta!" A woman with curly dark brown hair and the same eyes as Djeeta rushed into the room looking frantic. There was exasperation written all over her face as she raced over to pick up her own daughter. "You know that you aren't allowed in here!"

"But mommy!" Djeeta protested, puffing up her cheeks. "I heard the baby cry! I wanted to see her!"

"That's not the point, Djeeta." Her mother sighed as she gave me an apologetic look on her daughter's behalf. "We aren't allowed in unless the midwife tells us. Giving birth is exhausting and your Auntie Selena just gave birth three times."

"It's fine, Aurora. She was just curious." I assured Aurora in regards to Djeeta being in the room.

"But still… she shouldn't have done that." Aurora shifted her daughter so that the little girl was resting on her hip. Djeeta was pouting, no doubt upset about being scolded.

"I know from past experience that children are bundles of chaotic energy. I was here when your mother was born after all." Speaking of children, I could feel my own daughter fussing against me, signalling that she was done feeding. I shifted the sleeve of my dress to cover myself up. "I suspect that's something I'll be dealing with in the years to come myself. And there's three of them."

"Oh, yes." Aurora sighed. "If you think waking you up in the middle of the night and all hours of the day is bad, then them walking around and exploring everything presents a new set of problems."

Despite her scolding Djeeta earlier, Aurora moved so that she could get a good look at my daughter herself.

"She looks just like you." She sounded relieved. "Have you decided what to name them yet?"

"I have." In the late stages of my pregnancy, the doctor declared that I needed bed rest to reduce the risk of complications. Even more so because I had been pregnant with twins. At least, that was what the doctor said. Child number three took me by surprise. "The boy will be Aether. The girl who came after him will be Lumine."

I looked down at the baby in my arms.

"And this one will be named Serafina."

I hadn't always been Selena.

Selena was my name in my second life.

Before that I was an ordinary woman trying to find her way in a world that seemed to be getting worse and worse by the year. Prior to my death the first time around, the world seemed to be rushing to its own end.

Extremist religious organizations, pandemics, global warming pretty much becoming irreversible, forest fires, ect.

And that wasn't going into my own personal problems at the time. Which I could sum it up as debt and working a job that was physically and mentally draining. Not to mention trying to figure out what the hell I wanted to do with my life in my late twenties.

So when I had been reborn as Selena and I realized that my first life was over, I felt relieved. It was like I had been released from the shackles of a world that was soon about to implode from all the societal issues.

At the same time though, I did feel regret. Not so much regret at what I wasn't able to do in my first life, but regret at how much pain my death would cause my parents, especially my then mom. She had made it clear that she did not want me passing on before her. Like any good parent, she did not want to outlive her children.

Unfortunately, I was unable to keep that promise.

Being reborn as Selena was an interesting experience, that's for sure. While I looked human, I was very much not. Turns out I was part of a race of immortal beings who flew with golden wings. While we had a variety of eye colours, every single member of the race had golden hair.

Did I mention that every single person was blessed with beauty genes? Including myself. Atypical of my race, I had blonde hair. And from my dad's side of the family I inherited golden eyes.

My current race, as was the case with all immortals, were stronger and faster compared to humans. We were enhanced to every degree and even the strongest human who could make meteors rain down from the sky was no match for us. I guess we could be compared to gods considering our powers and our strengths. As well as the sheer scale of what we were capable of such as traveling to different words .

Of course, this made my race as arrogant as hell. And I was absolutely not ashamed to admit that this superiority complex most of my race had disgusted me. Perhaps it was because I had been human once upon a time or maybe it was because I was familiar with the legends of arrogant gods and immortals in my first lifetime, but I found the common attitude towards the people of other worlds insulting and abhorrent.

Thankfully my second family didn't believe in these views of supremacy, but still. It was hard to be comfortable in a society where people constantly saw themselves as being better than other races.

Eventually, when I was old enough, I decided that I wanted off my world and away from the constant holier than thou attitude.

So I left.

The first world I ended up in was the Sky Realm.

A world of floating islands and airships where the people who traveled the endless blue skies were known as Sky Dwellers. From there I ended up on a small floating island known as Zinkenstill and met a young girl accompanied by a small red dragon who dreamed of adventure and reuniting with a long absent father who sent them a letter from a legendary island that was said to exist in tales.

It wasn't until the girl introduced herself as Djeeta and her dragon companion as Vyrn that it hit me.

That I was in a gacha mobile game and that the person standing in front of me was the protagonist of said game, Granblue Fantasy.

And I was, for better or for worse, some sort of reincarnation protagonist from those isekai novels I used to like in my first life. Even more so after I gave birth to my children.

It had been quite the shock when it hit. Thankfully, Djeeta didn't ask why I had been staring at her like a complete numbskull. Because if she did, I was pretty sure that I would have blurted out the truth right then and there.

The last thing I needed to do was cause an existential crisis in a girl who had just turned fifteen.

But Djeeta became more than a character over time. She became my best friend.

Though I originally accompanied her because I got caught up in the events that set off her journey, we became a lot closer as we traversed the skies. Fighting an empire, foiling evil plots, fighting against strong opponents, or just going on adventures…

Centuries after her death I still missed her.

My travels with Djeeta and the other members of our crew who we recruited throughout our journey had given me a lot of needed perspective on how I viewed others who I recognized due to past memories, but never truly met. Just because I knew their back stories and what they looked like in appearance didn't mean I knew who they were as a person.

And that they were real people. While my memories of my past life knew them as characters in a game, the reality of my second life was very different. These same people who used to be pixels on a phone were flesh and blood.

They laughed. They cried. They could feel anger, pain, and despair.

But most importantly they could die and there would be no way to bring them back.

When I found out that I was pregnant while I was hiding in the Sky Realm, it slowly dawned on me who my children might be. Especially after I had been told that I was carrying more than one baby. It wasn't until they were born that I was forced to face the truth no matter how much my heart ached.

My children were the twin travelers of another game that I knew of in my first life known as Genshin Impact. Or two of them originally were. My third child had been unexpected, but I loved her regardless.

I had noticed the resemblance my new appearance had to the female protagonist of Genshin Impact in the past, but I didn't think much of it. After all, I didn't have a twin. I did have an older brother and a younger sister but that was it.

Not to mention my name was Selena. Not Lumine, which was the default name for the female twin.

But I should have thought harder about it. After all, weren't the traveler twins blond? With gold eyes? Didn't they originally have wings? Have the power to travel to different worlds prior to them landing in Teyvat?

And most damningly was that my older brother and father in this life strongly resembled the male protagonist.

Or should I say Aether looked like them ?

Just like Djeeta became more than a character of a story to me as we traveled the skies, my children were so much more than just the player characters of a game. More than just the Traveler who ran around Teyvat looking for their missing sibling or the missing sibling who became the leader of the genocidal organization known as the Order of the Abyss.

And there was Serafina who had turned what were originally twins into triplets. I had no idea what kind of role she would play in the future, but I knew she would have her own role in the world of Teyvat.

The three of them were my flesh and blood.

My world.

I had carried them in my body for close to nine months. I had watched them grow from infants who relied on me for everything to children who were swinging swords, going through the motions as I taught them how to fight and defend themselves.

Regardless of the circumstances of their conception, I loved them.

That was probably why even though I had Aether at my feet and completely at my mercy over a month ago, I couldn't kill him. Even though he was essentially the head of an organization that wanted to genocide an entire continent, he was still my son.

I hoped, though, that the people of Teyvat would not suffer too much for my moment of weakness.

I woke up in a dark room with no recollection of how I got there in the first place. There was a weight over top of my body that I soon realized was a blanket.

The last thing I remembered was that it was raining and that Zhongli had put his coat over me before picking me up bridal style and running-

I immediately sat up, wincing in pain as the wound in my middle flared. As I tried to grasp where I was, a soft mumble from somewhere close alerted me to the fact that I wasn't alone. I looked around until my eyes landed on a brown desk where I saw a figure partially slumped over it.

It was a girl. Or a woman? I couldn't tell. The little I could see of her from where I was told me that she had fair skin and dark brown hair that turned red at its tips. She was wearing a black outfit and right next to her was a black hat decorated with red flowers, branches, tassels… and was that a talisman on the front?

That hat looked familiar...

She was hunched over the desk. Her arms were folded in front of her and her head was resting on top of her arms. She was fast asleep.

Looking down, I realized that I was on a couch. And that someone had changed my clothes, because I was no longer wearing my white Glorybringer dress but a grey dress shirt that was much too big for me.

…

In a panic, I instantly threw off the sheets as I quickly stood up to get a good look at myself. I had passed out and someone had changed my clothes. Who knows what else they could have done while I was unconscious?

I heard a snort and my head snapped to the direction of the desk. The girl who had been previously out like a light was now awake as she rubbed her half-lidded eyes, no doubt still half asleep. She sat up straighter in her chair as she raised her arms, stretching them as she released a yawn.

I instantly recognized her.

It was Hu Tao, the 77th Head of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor and Zhongli's boss. I had never met her in person, but I already knew she was from the memories of my first life.

When she was done, she finally seemed to notice that I was staring at her.

She blinked several times before a grin lit up her face.

"Good morning!" She chirped. "Or should I say good night in this case? Did you have a good sleep?"

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