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[Arknights] Whisperain-centered Fanfiction – Coming Across Rhodes Island

Year Unknown
Ghetto of Infected, Leithanien
I feel rain pouring down on my face.
Who am I?
Where am I?
The sky is dark with clouds, with a few originiums falling. I hear someone screaming. I see someone falling over.
What happened to them?
I sat up with difficulty. The rain soaks me so hard that my clothes feel heavy. I look around and see that people from this place are hit by the enormous originiums from the dark clouds. My head aches. I want to get out of here. I stand up and find that my body is small. The outfit I'm wearing is too large. There is an umbrella and a case that is close to me. I found a signature on it. It says "Whisperain".
Is this my name?
Why do I have this mature mind but a small body as a whole?
Whisperain, how many times have you died?
Do you still remember the curse upon you?
Or the blessing of your Aegir ancestors?
My head hurts again, and I barely stand steadily.
Who was I before?
What happened to me......
"Doc... doctor..." A voice calls out "Save me..."
Seems like he was calling me, but am I a doctor?
Do I have originium arts for curing people?
There's no time for more questions. The man near me is dying. I come over to him. His face is pale, with closed eyes. A huge originium penetrates his stomach. I take a deep breath and slowly pull out my umbrella, feeling my hands tremble.
A calming blue light flows out of my umbrella, enveloping the man’s wound.
Did I just use the originium arts of curing?
So the umbrella is also used as an Arts staff.
The man stops calling out, and his expression is calmer. But I can’t help him much, since the originium is penetrated inside him. The only act of helping him is to soothe the pain from the wound. But now I must leave. The clouds have already gathered in the sky, and the next wave of originium rain is coming.
——未完待續(xù)——