Kusanali sat at her desk, filing through the various messages Barbatos sent. With each letter, Venti's mental state seemed to deteriorate more and more.

'Is this my fault...? Is it my fault that I told Focalors about all of this?' She thought, her eyes welling up with tears.

Kusanali decided to take her time reading each letter instead of skimming them, thinking it would be useless if she read them too fast. Details are quite important.

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Dear Celestia,

I finally kidnapped Signora!! My plan is going perfectly so far. The only inconvenience is that she keeps yelling. It's so annoying. Eh, sooner or later she won't be able to scream for help any longer. Hehe~

-Venti

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Kusanali furrowed her brow. What in Teyvat...? What did he mean by "she won't be able to scream for help any longer"? Is she going to die? Is she already dead? What kind of monster did Venti turn into....

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Day 2,

Signora keeps sobbing like a little bitch. If only I could sew her stupid mouth shut, I could torture her without having my ears shatter. Hmph, this is what she deserves after months. Anywhoooo, I might just write my name on her body with a kitchen knife!

That way, people can see who killed her and praise me for my efforts! Heh, imagine how popular I'd get. No one would have the audacity to shit on me any longer! Haha!

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Oh, that poor soul. Venti had been completely tainted. His sweetness had been taken over by violent, bloodthirsty, and murderous thoughts.

All Kusanali (and the other archons) wanted was the old Venti back. The Venti that could lull anyone to sleep with his voice. The Venti who cared and could comfort people. The Venti that was obnoxious, but loveable.

What happened to him? Who did this to him?

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Day 5,

She's practically begging for me to kill her once and for all. You know, without the revival potions Kusanali showed me how to make. Hmph! She should know that it isn't fun torturing a corpse. Plus, it's stinky. Ew.

She's pretty lucky. She gets to be beaten and killed by one of the Seven. A God. There's so many methods I could enforce upon her so she can suffer so much longer... but I'll take it slow. One sharp weapon at a time! Hehe.

Ah, I'm sleepy. I might have conked out a few times. Sorry.

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Kusanali put that letter aside with sadness. Resting her face upon her hands, she wondered what would happen if she never told anyone about Venti's spree. And also...who would Venti kill next? It was impossible to kill an archon. Unless Venti somehow gained an enormous amount of power, he could actually be a huge threat to the entirety of Teyvat.

That's why Kusanali locked a special catalyst away. It was way too powerful for any of the archons to use, so she hid it behind a wall only she knew about.

She prayed Venti wouldn't surprise Celestia with a visit, as he had cut off all contact with the rest of the archons, including Kusanali.

She picked up the next letter. However, this letter was slightly different.

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Nyehehe...

As I thought...

Her stupid fucking face decided to stop showing emotions all together.

It's quite amusing, to be honest.

Don't worry. Once I'm done with La Bitchora, I already know who I'm gonna kill next.

Ah, but I won't tell you. That wouldn't be fair.

Go head. Try to guess who I'm going for next. It won't be easy, I'll tell you that.

Oh, I'll give you a small hint~ ok?

Ehehe, just kidding. Why would I give any of you dickwads a hint?

Shitheads like you six don't deserve hints! You all treated me like nothing but a lazy piece of crap!!

Now, I'll tell you that I'm coming up to Celestia. But not when. Hehe.

Everyone better keep their toes curled and their ears peeled! Or is it eyes? Oops. Anyway, I'll be gone now!

XOXO

Teehee~

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Huh. Now why did Venti write his letter like that?

The past three had been in a normal way. This one had one sentence, skip, and then another sentence.

Kusanali shrugged it off. Maybe he was switching it up a bit.

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Day 22,

Haha...I killed her. I ran out of potions too. I decided that an icy woman like her should burn a fiery death. So I lit a match and tossed it at my little wooden cottage.

I might revive it though to use as a cute little vacation home for Lumine and I. It was a cute house, after all.

Hehe, I think she's going to love what I did to the place!!

Ah! Also, I took Signora's mask like I vowed. I attached a picture to the letter too. Heh, look at it alllll you want!!

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Kusanali gently picked up the photograph attached. It was a strange black mask slightly covered in blood. It made her wonder what Venti did to that woman. Whoever she was.

There was one final letter that Venti sent. And... it was written entirely in morse code.

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Kusanali unfortunately never learned morse code. She was born some time ago, so of course she wouldn't know.

She was too afraid to ask someone to translate because what if they tried to stop Venti? They could get seriously injured.

Venti was probably an even bigger threat because he might be even stronger than when he sent those letters.

She folded the letter and put it away in a drawer. There were so many questions she wanted to ask...

What made Venti like this?

How did Venti kidnap Signora?

Who was he going to kill next?

What did the morse code message say?

What was Venti doing right this moment?

Was the traveler ok?

Would Venti ever...kill the traveler?

And then...himself?

No. Kusanali refused to believe it. She turned the desk lamp off and crawled into bed. Maybe if she got enough sleep, she could try to interpret the code in the morning.

She didn't have a single damn clue that she was going to be in a world of trouble..

Lots and lots of trouble...