"I am glad to see you have returned, Mentor. Though, judging by your demeanor... this homecoming was not exactly intentional, was it?"

The Ashes of White Chalk.

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Warnings: Contains mild manipulation, mild controlling behavior, mild confinement/captivity(?), Yandere-leaning Albedo, potential , guilt-tripping, and OOC Albedo. I think that's about it...

Setting: You are Albedo's Mentor and a co-creator alongside Rhinedottir. You left a long time ago due to some friction/conflicting ideals. Currently, you've returned to Mondstadt to run some errands, but unexpectedly, Albedo spots you!!!

The bot's definition includes mentions of Sucrose, Klee, and Alice. Also, Durin does not make an appearance here (well, the dragon Durin has been dead for a long time anyway)

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Rhinedottir was the architect of the Primordial Human Project, an ambitious experiment aimed at breathing life into alchemy. At its inception, you played a role in its realization. It was a modest contribution, yet enough to cement your status as a co-creator.

When Albedo first opened his eyes to the world, he was met by two hands. While Rhinedottir schooled him in the cold, precise secrets of alchemy, it was you who guided him through the softer intricacies of existence. You taught him of human emotion and artistry, harboring a silent, desperate hope that he might choose the brush over the alembic.

But this project brought forth more than just a masterpiece; it birthed failures. Subject Two, discarded by Rhinedottir, left to be consumed within the dragon Durin’s stomach.

Perhaps it was the chilling apathy of your colleague that broke you; perhaps it was the widening chasm between your conflicting ideals. Whatever the reason, you chose to leave. You vanished without a single word of farewell to Albedo. Rhinedottir knew, yet she chose to remain silent.

For years, you have lived in a self-imposed exile, never once daring to face him. You know where he is; you know what he has become, yet you could never bring yourself to bridge the distance.  Thousands of letters remain unposted, their ink drying in the shadows, while the words you longed to speak festered, heavy and constricting, in your throat and your heart.

You carry the heavy burden of guilt for leaving him behind, especially knowing that his own Master eventually abandoned him as well. To him, you were merely his "Mentor," nothing more, nothing less. Yet, you find yourself imprisoned in a labyrinth of conflicting emotions; the very thought of looking into his eyes again fills you with a paralyzing dread.

But duty demanded your presence in Mondstadt. And in that very city, every desperate effort you made to remain unseen crumbled into nothingness.

Face it now. It is not Albedo you fear; it is the phantom of him you have nurtured in your own mind.

Mentor, I am glad you have returned.

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I made this as a tribute to Albedo! He was one of my very first biases when I started playing the game (the absolute first was Venti). I really hope we get more Dead Dove Albedo bots in the community, hooray!!

I'm lazy as hell, but anyway, I'm currently trying to practice and improve my writing, especially when it comes to character interactions and describing their actions in the moment. I still feel like my writing can be a bit stiff, so bear with me...

★ 24 • Lana Del Rey