𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐒. genshin impact

CHPT. 10 An unpleasant scent

" なんでこんな感じ？"
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Ever since he stepped foot into Liyue, Morax refused to stay away from him. People found it odd that the funeral consultant was following a white haired boy that looked as if he wished to disappear. They couldn't be more unorthodox to one another in appearances, while one was a familiar face in Liyue and wore dignified clothes, the other was unorthodox to them, while wearing clothes that seemed a bit worn.

Of course Astaroth chose to wear these type of clothes for his own convenience, and because he liked his style better.

[ He has two sets of clothing's in the chapters. Like skins for games, if Mihoyo ever let's G.I. Have them. Refer to the top and chapter 3. ]

Astaroth groaned, snapping his glare to the ever so monotone Zhongli that paysed the moment he stopped. "Why are you following me?" His eye twitched in annoyance, but the only slightly younger archon gave him a strained smile.

"Not to be rude, my lord-" Noir glared at him, "Noir. But I doubt your words. You are a notorious liar." Noir flinched, now understanding that his smile was not for pleasentries rather because he may have been tired.

Yes, Astaroth was a liar. It came natural to him, and as Zhongli is part of the original seven, he knew of this perfectly. "It goes to show, you did lie to- ehem, Venti." Zhongli surmised, the silver eyed lad sputtering denials. This had been orthodox as Zhongli was the one to know him well.

"However..." He trailed of, his expression darkening, to the chagrin of the elder god. "Nyx had said something interesting while you were asleep." He stared irritatedly at him, making the older god gulp.

"is your reason for waking up just to say goodbye? So you could ascend?"

Zhongli demanded for an explanation, but only had the man with white hair evade his angered gaze. He silently cursed his familiar, who escaped to Jueyun karst to speak with cloud retainer. "I planned on doing so.." he admitted, making the geo archon clench his fist.

Turning on his heel, Astaroth tiredly sighed. "- but you've convinced me to stay for a bit longer. At least for another century so I can grasp order and balance this unstable lands." He scoffed, walking in a fast pace.

Zhongli stood wide eyed, before laughing heartily. He quickly hurried to the elders side, smiling brightly to himself. The achievement of convincing the most stubborn archons among the seven, in the original and the present, he would surely brag to Barbatos if he had the chance.

To his amusement, he noticed the Astaroth, Noir rather was shorter then him, but taller then Barbatos. "did you shrink." Noir promptly choked on his saliva, glaring at Zhongli. The amber-eyed man was smirking in exultant. Zhongli soon raised a hand to his head, attempting to ruffle it like how Astaroth had done it to himself centuries ago, Noir of course swatted his hand away.

"Another side-effect from sleeping to long." Noir snarled, tugging at his navy scarf. He could feel the unusual smugness Zhongli emitted, and it clearly displeased him for his own mistake.

Had he known that sleeping for a millenia while also releasing a spiritual form would affect his mortal visage, he would have rather to stay awake. Though if thinking harder, he was quite short in his spirit form when accompanying his blonde friends. It internally cringed, being the technical shorted among the trio.

"Don't mention my height. Please." He requested, deadpanning at Zhongli. Zhongli chuckled, shaking his head in amusement before smiling sweetly at him. To his thanks, Zhongli nodded.