Genshin Impact: A Scattered Soldier Traveling Back in Time

Under Illya's gentle voice and soft touch, Shaps's originally tense nerves gradually relaxed, his eyes slowly closed, his breathing became steady and deep, and finally he fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the boy sleeping in front of her, Illya showed a faint smile on her face.

She carefully laid the boy flat on the bed and gently covered him with a warm quilt.

After doing all this, Illya slowly stood up, fearing to wake the boy. She tiptoed to the door, opened it gently, and then quietly left.

However, when Illya just stepped out of the door, a deep and attractive voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Well done, Illya."

Hearing this voice, Illya's body trembled violently, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

She subconsciously wanted to run away, but finally resisted the urge.

She turned around, bowed deeply to the person behind her, and said in a trembling voice, "Hello, Doctor."

Dotole slowly walked out from the shadows. His eyes were cold and sharp, like two icy rays of light, making people shudder.

He stared at the girl in front of him whose body was trembling slightly, and a barely perceptible smile of contempt appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There is no doubt that if the girl in front of him did not play a crucial role in the experiment he was about to conduct, she would have been sent to the experimental table by now.

"You don't seem to be satisfied with your current mission, Illya. Why, have you developed real feelings for a doll?"

Dotore said with a teasing smile on his face as he looked at the girl in front of him.

Illya was shocked and quickly explained: "No, Doctor, it's not like that. I just think it's too pitiful. I..."

"Alright," Dotore interrupted her impatiently, "You don't need to explain this, you just need to complete your task. Don't forget, your brother is still in my hands."

After saying that, Dotore turned and left.

Illya knelt on the ground, listening to the footsteps of Dotole getting farther and farther away, lowered her head, and whispered: "Yes... Doctor."

……

"Sister Illya, today a bad guy wearing a crow's mouth mask took me away. I don't know why my body is completely out of control in front of him."

The doll snuggled in the girl's arms and whispered about its tragic experience.

"He tied me to a bed and cut my body with a knife. Sister Illya, I'm in so much pain..."

As the doll spoke, tears continued to fall from her eyes, wetting the girl's clothes.

The girl gently patted the doll's back, her gentle voice like the spring breeze: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

Her eyes were full of concern and love, but the doll didn't realize that there were endless complex emotions hidden deep in those eyes.

……

"Sister Illya... I... I killed someone. That bad guy controlled my body and killed many people. I didn't want to kill them, really, but I couldn't control my body..."

The puppet's tone was filled with deep remorse and fear.

"Sister Illya...am I really a monster?"

The puppet's eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness.

……

Whenever the doll feels confused or encounters misfortune, Illya always appears in time to comfort her with a warm hug and kind words.

The puppet talks to Illya about everything, and reveals her inner pain and struggle without reservation.

In this cold and cruel world, the puppets regard Illya as their only hope in life and rely on her like a drowning person grasping at the last straw.

However, the crows circling in the sky witnessed all this and a cold smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

It knows that the time for harvest is coming.

……

As night fell, Shaps dragged his tired body slowly out of the laboratory, his steps seeming a little heavy.

He slowly returned to the house, looking a little tired, and subconsciously called Illya's name, hoping to get some comfort from her.

But the room was dead silent, with no response.

"Sister Illya didn't come today?"

Shaps' voice was a little lonely and disappointed, as if he had lost some support.

Shaps seemed a little disappointed when he didn't get a response, and his head, which was originally lowered, lowered even lower.

But he soon cheered up and comforted himself: "Maybe Sister Illya just had other things to do tonight, so she didn't come..."

Thinking of this, Shaps slowly climbed onto the bed, got into the quilt, closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Just then, a figure walked into the house quietly and silently.

The person who came was a young girl. She was wearing a mask that covered her face, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

The girl quietly walked to Shaps' bed, staring at the doll sleeping quietly on the bed, her eyes revealing complex and tangled emotions.

She trembled slightly as she raised the dagger in her hand. The sharp blade flashed with cold light, reflecting her face hidden by the mask.

There was struggle and pain in the girl's eyes, as if she was going through a fierce struggle in her heart.

She gripped the hilt tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and the dagger in her hand trembled slightly.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the girl still failed to drop the dagger.

Finally, the girl's eyes gradually became firm, and the dagger in her hand stopped shaking.

"Sorry……"

The girl muttered something in her heart, and then stabbed the knife in her hand hard!

Shaps woke up in pain, and subconsciously sent a bolt of lightning at the attacker.

After being hit hard, the girl's body flew backwards and hit the wall not far away. The mask on her face also fell to the ground.

Shaps ignored the dagger still stuck in his body. He looked at the girl's face, his pupils trembling slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Illya leaned against the wall, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, staring at Shaps with eyes full of resentment.

As if Shaps didn't see Illya's angry eyes, he staggered to Illya.

"I... Sister Illya, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you..."

Shaps stretched out his hand and tried to help Illya up, but Illya roughly opened Shaps's hand.

Shaps stood there. He didn't understand why Sister Illya, who was always so gentle on weekdays, was like this today?

He looked at Illya, forced a smile, and said, "Sister Illya..."

Illya interrupted Shaps and said, "Don't call me sister!"

Her voice was no longer as gentle as before, but rather contained a hint of indifference and determination.

"Why……"

Shaps questioned as he stood there with his head down, confusion and pain in his eyes.

Illya looked at the puppet in front of her, her eyes full of disgust and contempt. She answered the puppet's question in a cold tone: "Why? Because you are a monster, a replica made in someone's image, a fake!"

Illya's voice reached Shaps' ears, piercing his heart like a knife.

Shaps stood there in a daze, Illya's words echoing in his mind, as if he was hit by an invisible force.

You're a fake! You're a fake!

These words echoed in his ears, constantly attacking his mental defenses.

He had thought he had long been accustomed to such address, but when these words came from the mouth of the person he cared about the most and loved the most, the string deep in his heart finally could not bear the pressure and broke completely.

Shaps' body trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually became empty.

He stood there quietly, the expression on his face began to distort, but the corners of his mouth slowly rose into a strange arc.

He suddenly gave way to a shrill, piercing laugh that grew louder and crazier.

There was a mixture of despair, sadness and anger in his laughter, as if he wanted to release all his emotions.

Powerful lightning emanated from his body like snakes, constantly destroying everything around him. For a moment, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the sky was dark.

Illya curled up and looked at the scene in front of her with horror. Her body trembled slightly and she seemed to want to escape, but her legs seemed to be nailed in place and she could not move.

Shaps looked at the horrified expression on Illya's face and a cruel smile appeared on his face. He slowly walked towards Illya, with every step carrying a heavy sense of oppression.

When he walked in front of Illya, he reached out and grabbed the girl's throat and lifted her up. Looking at the girl's painful appearance, Shaps' heart suddenly trembled, and he subconsciously let go of his hand and threw the girl to the ground.

Illya fell heavily to the ground, gasping for breath.

There was a flash of pity in Shaps' eyes. He was about to turn around and leave when his body suddenly lost control.

His right hand flashed with lightning and was aimed at... Illya.

"do not want!"

The puppet yelled loudly, raised his left hand and pressed down his right hand desperately.

Dotore stood not far away and watched the scene, muttering to himself: "This won't do. How can you be a match for that god's creation?"

As he spoke, Dottore tightened his grip on Shaps.

……

No one knows what happened afterwards. All we know is that after that night, the innocent and kindhearted puppet disappeared, and was replaced by the crazy and paranoid Fatui executive - Shaps.