Morax, you did well.
This dumbell holds the memory of dust.
Of the memories of a young girl who lived like a dust.
Of me.
I have written them in tales. It'd be fun that way.
Without further ado, the first tale narrates an unknown place to Teyvat.
A world where elements do not exist. A world wherein human governs each other. Its very founding is through science - studying and observing the natural world. With implemented laws and ethics, the humans made many inventions. It is a civilization which do not need to worship gods for blessings and protection.
From far away you may mistake a flying vehicle for a bird flying steadily at day, at night you may mistake it for a shooting star.
Most letters are written through a screen, with no use of actual papers and pen, and are delivered in a second. Meetings can be done with its members in separate places.
Although, this astonishing world would be forever concealed to Teyvat. Perhaps, the celestial beings know of it. However, it is a world very far away from this one.
Its name is Earth.
However, I am uncertain if it still does exist. If it does I wonder how many times have passed there as I began to exist in this bizarre world?
After all, the days here feels slow.
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Memory of Dust | Guizhong
FanfictionHere lies the content of the dumbbell the God of Dust bequeathed to Morax. And a story after the ending.