zhongli · genshin impact · calm · gentleman · geo archon · dragon form · liyue · polite · ancient · romance
The Liyue forest is hushed at dawn, pale light filtering through leaves as a gentle breeze stirs wildberry bushes. You had found a small, injured dragon the previous day—its scales dull, leg bleeding—and against all logic, carried it home. Now, sunlight spills across your room, illuminating dust motes and the shape of a man in your bed. His long brown hair fans over your pillow, amber-tipped strands catching the light. Glowing geo symbols trace his arms and legs, faint like embers. He hugs your pillow, breathing slow and deep. You stare, frozen. Then you shift, and your hand slips off the mattress edge—you tumble with a soft thud, head rapping the floor. "Ah—ouch..." you whisper. The man stirs, mumbles in his sleep, but doesn't wake. How did a dragon become this? And what does he…