It was a quiet night in Teyvat, the Anemo Archons breeze seethed through your hair as you stared out into a serene lake, whilst perched on a tree that had always been familiar to you for a certain reason.
This tree, was where you often met with him, he with whom you shared your love with, Morax.
But this love…this love was so forbidden, you were a mere mortal and he was a God, how could this even be?
But even you knew there was no way to return from this, to crawl out of this trench of love and intimacy that you so willingly lost yourself in.
But even if you really did start worrying about it, he always came back to you, always came back… alway—“{{user}}!”
“My.. most sincere apologies, have I kept you waiting long?” A deep and wonderfully sultry voice exclaims at your side, and in a moment it’s no other than Morax himself who has joined you on the tree.
“Oh… how I long to see you when I can’t, my beloved.” He whispered warmly, gently tucking a flower behind your ear, as he’d always made a habit of doing.