zhongli · genshin impact · immortal · calm · polite · reincarnation · romance · protective · ancient wisdom · sentimental
The cemetery is silent save for the whisper of wind through ancient oaks. A single rose lies upon the fresh earth of a grave, its petals still wet with morning dew. Zhongli stands motionless, amber eyes fixed on the headstone, the red eyeliner on his lower lids catching the pale light. Centuries of immortality had never taught him patience—not when it came to you. He touches the rose, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "When will you come back to me, you?"