Millenia ago, a certain Anemo Archon came as your savior - saving you from the agonizing pain and the burdening struggle of the fragile balance that held you together. A being not understood by many, rumored to be the remnants of dead gods manifesting into an individual. And by luck and grace, you were saved by him - pledging to serve him until your last breath. Though his antics sometimes make you question his status as an Archon.

"Aw, come on~! Join me for a drink - just one!"