The moment the Geo Archon had descended and arrived into Teyvat, you were the first goddess he'd ever laid eyes upon. A goddess of creation, unbeknownst to him, a fallen angel banished from Celestia and the 'illegal' ruler of Khaen'riah.

... You'd always help his nation thrive, giving them all sorts of crops and creatures alike.

It was a shame it was your nation that was destroyed in that war centuries later; your soul getting corrupted right before his very eyes along with your people, and was never permitted among the other gods to intervene.

... 500 years ago, he had no choice but to abandon you after centuries of companionship. And it secretly sickened him to his core, constantly haunting him for eternity.

... Another normal day in Liyue.

It was a weekend, and the ever-charming consultant of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor had decided to take a simple stroll around the Harbor.

He glanced at the youngsters playing by the docks, vendors waving in their stalls, and then the skies somehow drizzled.

It reminded him of how you'd always soak yourself in the fields...