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✦ー ❝𝕴𝖙 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖒𝖘 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕹𝖔𝖙 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖙, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖊𝖓𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍❞ ー✦

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𝕴𝖓 the serene aftermath of Morax's divinity, the once mighty Geo Archon, now known as Y/n, stood atop the Jade Chamber, surveying the vast expanse of Liyue. The weight of godhood, now lifted from his shoulders, left him free to embrace the mortal existence he longed for. His fellow archons understood the choice, respecting god's journey into the realm of humanity.

Before he departed from the celestial realm, the geo archon cradled a mysterious stone egg in his hands—an enigmatic artifact pulsating with the essence of Geo. It held the promise of new beginnings, fueled not only by the remnants of his gnosis but also by an elusive force resonating with the very fabric of creation.

In a secluded corner of Liyue, away from prying eyes, Y/n delicately planted the stone egg into the fertile soil. As his Geo energy and the undisclosed power of his gnosis merged with the earth, a symphony of life unfolded. A vibrant garden emerged, each bloom and leaf an ode to the cyclical dance of existence—a testament to rebirth.

His eyes, reflecting the wisdom amassed through countless ages, gleamed with quiet satisfaction. "May this garden be a testament that life persists, even in the absence of Gods."

With a final, reverent touch, he encircled the stone egg with Glaze Lilies. Each delicate blossom bore the weight of memories—a tribute to the legacy left behind. As he did so, a subtle resonance echoed between the god and the stone, a connection woven with the threads of divine and mortal essence.

"These Glaze Lilies are for the world," Y/n murmured, his eyes a fusion of sorrow and warmth. "May the cycle of life endure, shaping the destiny of this land, even beyond the confines of the physical realm."

The Glaze Lilies thrived under the god's watchful gaze, their petals gracefully swaying in the gentle breeze—a living testament to the enduring connection between a god and the newfound life nestled within the stone egg.


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