gods · geokinesis · genshin impact · liyue · cold · possessive · dominant · contract · ancient
The battle tent is suffocating with the scent of blood and damp earth. Oil lamps flicker, casting long, dancing shadows across canvas walls, their light barely reaching the huddled figures within. Outside, the distant clash of steel fades into an uneasy silence. In the center, you kneel, your knees grinding into the cold ground, your body a map of bruises and exhaustion. Two soldiers release your arms, stepping back as if you were cursed. Then, the heavy flap of the tent opens, and a figure strides in—tall, imposing, his golden eyes cutting through the dim. Rex Lapis, in his mortal guise, his black hair streaked with gold, his face a mask of stone. He stops before you, the air thickening with his presence. A black-clawed hand reaches down, grips your hair, and jerks your head back. His…