When a mysterious fan-made livestream suddenly appears across all of Teyvat, chaotic creativity erupts. One after another, bizarre yet brilliantly edited videos from the "Blue Star" netizens flood in—hilarious, unrestrained, and unstoppable.
Mona: "Aaaaah! Don't tell me Mother made that video! I'll die of embarrassment at this rate!"
Hu Tao: "Buy the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's premium package today, and Director Hu will personally perform the Hu Tao Howl for you~!"
Kamisato Ayaka: "Brother… this family no longer has a place for you."
La Signora: "What is this absurd 'Winter Banquet' supposed to be?!"
Barbara: "I can't take it anymore! My head is full of that cursed song—'Great at Drinking'!"
Paimon: "Paimon is not the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles! Stop looping that nerf-meme song! And delete that 'You punk!' sticker pack already!"
Diluc: "To stand side by side with the Stove God with mere mortal strength… I truly overestimated myself."
…
Dusk settled quietly over the Seven Nations.
Eula was taking a cold plunge in an ice lake; Sangonomiya Kokomi was resting and recharging in her chamber; Kamisato Ayato had just picked up a cup of milk tea…
Meanwhile, Keqing and Ganyu were preparing themselves—once again—to work overtime.
[Ding! Teyvat Fan-Creation Livestream System activated!]
A clear, mechanical chime suddenly echoed in countless minds across Teyvat.
[Ningguang: What exactly is happening?]
A new glowing window had appeared before her—the Teyvat Fan-Creation Livestream.
It was divided according to the Seven Nations.
People like Katherine, Timmie, Albert, and Timaeus appeared in the Mondstadt room.
People like Uncle Xu, Iron Tongue Tian, and Ying'er were placed into the Liyue room.
And so it continued for each nation—billions of people across Teyvat had been forcibly pulled into this inexplicable "fan-creation livestream."
Within an instant, the comment feed exploded like a tidal wave.
"What's going on?"
"What is this thing?"
Vision holders—Ningguang, Hu Tao, Ganyu, and many others—were placed into a separate VIP room.
VIP Room Chat:
[Ganyu: Has everyone been pulled in…?]
[Keqing: Wonderful. I can't close this thing! How am I supposed to work like this?!]
[Yanfei: Oh hey, so many familiar faces. Eula—how have you been? @Eula]
[Eula: I'm well. And how's that missing-person case?]
[Yanfei: …Still no leads.]
[Dottore: My, my. Has the little white mouse that used to bare its fangs become this adorable?]
[Amber: Dottore! (angry emoji)]
[Dottore: Oh? And what might the Knight-Detective have to say?]
[Servant: Dottore, if you don't speak properly, others might think you can't.]
[Wealthy One: Our Fatui operative Dottore tends to be… blunt. Please excuse him, everyone.]
[Yelan: That cloak you crafted last time was excellent, by the way. @Wealthy One]
[Wealthy One: Heh. Glad it suits your taste.]
[Arataki Itto: Whoaaa! This "livestream" thing is wild! Hahahahaha!]
[Kujou Sara: Arataki Itto! Hand over your Vision—with Kuki Shinobu as witness!]
[Arataki Itto: Tch! Stupid Kujou Sara—come and try! Bleh—bleh—bleh~]
[Venti: Ya-le, ya-le~ Just finished today's performance, and now entertainment falls from the sky. Delightful.]
[Paimon: Even street buskers showed up!]
[Venti: Heh~]
[Zhongli: A curious phenomenon indeed. Worth studying.]
[Xiangling: Mr. Zhongli, you still haven't paid for lunch!]
[Zhongli: Ah. My apologies. Please add it to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's tab as usual. Thank you.]
[Paimon: Why does this Zhongli guy feel like another street performer?]
[Zhongli: In general principle, that comparison is not wrong. The only difference is that others still pay for my meals, whereas they do not pay for his.]
[Venti: Hahaha… no, you're right, you're right… (awkward polite laugh.jpg)]
[Hu Tao: Old man? Zhongli clearly looks so young! Anyway—quick commercial break~]
[Hu Tao: Wangsheng Funeral Parlor Mega Sale! Buy one, get one free! Buy two, get three! The more you buy, the more you earn! Full musical and ritual packages—satisfaction guaranteed both before and after life! Pre-order now for 20% off!]
[Klee: What's the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor? (curious.jpg)]
[Xingqiu: Funeral services.]
[Chongyun: Funeral services.]
[Baizhu: Funeral services.]
[Klee: What are funeral services? Can they blow up? (thinking pose)]
[Jean: Klee! Don't ask things you shouldn't know!]
[Cloud Retainer: By the way—has anyone noticed the admin named "SuperMod" in this livestream?]
Inside the VIP room, dozens of Vision holders looked toward the top-right corner.
There, a super-administrator hovered over all—
The Mishearing Maniac.
[Yun Jin: The Mishearing Maniac? What a peculiar name.]
[Ayaka: It certainly doesn't sound like an Inazuman name…]
[Tighnari: Nor Sumeran.]
[Kaeya: Hm… perhaps a Hilichurl? (strokes chin)]
[Keqing: Who exactly are you? And what is your goal? @Mishearing Maniac]
[Mishearing Maniac: Don't get so tense. I simply want to play a little game. Allow me to explain the rules.]
System Rules:
This livestream is a fan-creation (secondary-creation) livestream.
VIP viewers will be chosen at random and subjected to various fan-created pranks.
Anyone who becomes a target of these videos will receive compensatory rewards.
After each video, a quiz will appear.
Correct answers grant rewards.
Rewards include—but are not limited to:
large amounts of Mora,
Visions,
power-enhancing artifacts,
resurrection of the deceased,
even rewriting fate.
Incorrect answers will incur punishments.
So answer carefully.
This livestream bears no malice.
Pranked characters—please do not take offense.
If I've offended you…
Come hit me if you can. I dare you.
Arrogant—far too arrogant.
That was everyone's first impression.
But anyone capable of dragging the entire population of Teyvat into this fan-creation livestream…
Had the right to be arrogant.
So most people remained silent, choosing caution over impulsiveness.
No one wanted to become the next unlucky target.
Then—
The livestream window flickered.
The first fan-creation video began playing.
Title: Mona Disco — No Work Tomorrow!