Melophile • Genshin Various

Ch. 04 - Memory of Dust

It was a few days ago that Morax had brought you back to your area, you planned on making something like the stone dumbbell just like how Guizhong in lore had made to give it to Morax, definitely this time it'll succeed right?

"Man what the gods" you sighed in defeat as you fail to make the stone dumbbell work in your own workshop, it's not like you didn't understand mechanics but this shit is more complicated than your calculus exam.

"Forget it, I'll just do it later. Being happy is better than being depressed about not being able to figure this dumb shit out" And so, you got up from your seat and headed out to your favorite spot in the world.

It's a field of dandelions. You decided to plant some dandelion seeds you've got from the traveling merchant. It was surprising that Liyue's soil can grow dandelions, thinking it would only work in Mondstadt.

You patted down the ground to see if there's anything that could dirty your clothes, not that it would for long because the dusts can be easily removed by you, along with dirt.

You lay down and closed your eyes, basking in the sunlight that is much more warmer and the air less smelling like pollution than your original world, Earth.

As you quietly lay there, you started humming songs from the original world. In truth, you kind of wanted to be the God of the Wind because he was also considered the God of Music by a lot of Players with his trusty little Lyre.

An idea popped up in your mind and you immediately got up to get to work. "I can't be the original Guizhong, I don't always have to follow her path of destruction. I'll just live in this world without any reason to try and be like her but myself."

Live for yourself.

You smiled brightly, you headed back to the workshop with new inspiration. Creativity was always something you have once you're motivated.

Upon using the stone dumbbell, you renamed it as the Memory of Dust because you liked that name more and definitely more smart sounding than dumbbell. 

You inserted some of the power, dust in there and created it as a different use.

The Memory of Dust has a new function that uses music, it's more of a musical instrument that is kind of like the Holy Lyre because you added strings to it.

It's not an attack based weapon, it's more focused on healing. You made it so music can heal peoples minds and hearts, you wanted music to be a part of everyone's whole life because you loved it and wanted people to also experience what you experience back in your old world.
(Memory of Dust reference at the end of chapter)

You excitedly touched the smooth surface of your creation, well technically it was already created but you know what the author means.

"This is such a cool design, I think I'm a genius" you nodded, praising yourself like you always do.

"Guizhong, may I come in?" It was Morax, it's his second time visiting you. He knocked on the door to the small workspace. "Oh Morax! Yes come in, I have something to show you!" 

He opened the door and headed to where you are, he gave you a smile before greeting you. "How have you been? I apologize for intruding so suddenly."

"It was no big deal, don't worry about it. I did tell you that you could visit me anytime without appointments needed, I've never been better because look!!" You held out the Memory of dust with a super proud look, you being a modern engineering major is being paid off.

He inspected at it, taking in the designs and the noticeable details. "What a beautiful creation indeed. What's the name and its uses?"

You grinned, "I name it Memory of Dust. It's to help gods and mortals alike to heal their heart and mind with the sound of music like a lyre but with healing powers. I even added my powers to it so the dusts can also help protect the person that is using this weapon."

"Music? I never thought you'd be interested in Music as well, but it's to be expected since you loved arts. It's an amazing piece, Guizhong. Good job." And there by the end of that sentence, you fainted.

I can die happy now.

Reference(s) this chapter:

Zhongli and Guizhong (y/n) talking fr today (im too lazy to color)