ZH0NGLIIS
the cycle of life and death. it was something zhongli was very familiar with, even if he does not desire it.
thousands of years roaming the lands and countless faces during his existence, he had learned to steel himself from the pain of loss. yet one name pierces his mind, soul, and heart even at one mere recollection, as if he only lived yesterday and perished today.
yet the future is uncertain, and who knows if they will meet again.