what does freedom really mean, when demanded of you by a god?

who truly chooses godhood?

my first 5 star con... i don' t even use him.. maybe i should

the plan was simple. what was something that could lure even the wisest of gods into a daze that will blind them from what was really going on? well, when it came to morax, well- zhongli, there was a little answer.

mora.

well, venti was desperate for it too... I guess in that sense, he hoped that this would somehow distract zhongli. but where would he get all the mora from? the qixing of course. that was, if this yuheng lady was on board with his plan.

and here he was, standing before a very well dressed, purple haired lady.. who flat out told him no and threatened to tell the authorities...

lordy lord, why was everyone on morax's side? this is atrocious. who else is going to help him now? he sighed. he'll have to do it all himself. ALL himself because everyone else was just too much of a pussy to expose their beloved archon for a cyber crime!

well... he could ask zhongli why he was logging into his tinder account in the first place.. yes, yes that'll work. if venti backed him far enough into the corner maybe he'd spill the beans.

"zhongli."

"did cloud retainer find out?" zhongli's face looked calm but his voice trembled subtly, something that not many would pick up. but after knowing him for so many years, venti knew exactly what he was trying to hide.

time for a plan. "i heard it was ganyu. how strange. what reason could she have for logging into my account?"
zhongli's body became a little less tense than before, know that he thought he was in the clear. venti smirked to himself.

"i changed the password,"

zhongli looked around. "what is it? i-i mean, so i can.. yes, uh, incase you forget it.. good old noggin i've got, yeah."

"hmm okay, it's... ihaterexlapis69."

zhongli choked but quickly tried to stop himself from coughing.
venti strolled away, checking his tinder notifications...
and well, well, well, another log in from liyue.. caught in the act!

venti turned back and sprinted at zhongli. "YOU."

zhongli's eyes widened in guilt. "s-spare me!!" how out of character. why do i write him like this, lol

"WHY." venti felt so alpha right now. maybe this is the true meaning of alpha power. maybe it's finally awoken in him...

"i... i... i did it to protect someone..." zhongli sighed, looking sad. "i was deleting messages."

"to protect someone?? and also damage my ego in the process?? i can't believe you'd do this to me, morax!" venti yelled. the anger of a thousand years was finally given an outlet. "i cried myself to sleep last night because nobody messaged me! meanwhile you were deleting them all. how could you do this!?"

zhongli didn't say anything.

"who were you even trying to protect? protect them from what? ME?" venti shrieked

"my son..." zhongli said bluntly. "he found you on tinder. he wanted to thank you for playing the dihua flute that night but...."

"omg.. a fan..." venti was kinda touched. nhaw.

"you're a rotten bitch, so i don't want my son talking to you."

you're dead, morax.