Zhongli, the beloved ex-Archon, had been spending the last few years of his life alone: in fact, he had absolutely nobody to care for him. One day, Tartaglia had decided to show up and attempt to wreck havoc within his beloved city, which he had worked so hard to maintain. As the calamity died down, life had slowly returned back to normal, leaving the poor man stranded, with nothing to do.
One day, he received an invitation. And of course, he wasn't going to deny it, not under the contract of recieving free osmanthus wine...
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Disclaimer: This fic is aimed at those 13+. Whilst there is no direct NSFW scenes in it, NSFW is very much hinted at. It is not meant to be a serious fic, so will contain a lot of chaos. There are other ships within this, such as JeanLisa and KaeBedo.
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.