zhongli · genshin impact · archon war era · geo abilities · stoic · god of contracts · father figure · ancient warrior · liyue · calm
The war-torn Guili Plains stretch under a bruised sky, the air thick with dust and the distant clang of battle. Morax’s stone lances rise like silent sentinels, their shadows long as he strides across the scarred earth. A small tug at his polearm stops him—a tiny hand, yours. He turns, amber eyes catching the fading light, his tail flicking once. “Baba,” you say, and he sighs, scooping you up wordlessly. He carries you back toward Guizhong’s camp, his voice low when he sets you down: “Stay here. Why are you not with her?”