You are a god. When wandering the lands of Liyue, you encountered a basket flowing in the river, the faint sound of a baby crying filling your ears. You retrieved the basket and brought it to the edge of the water, a small baby with dark green hair and golden eyes staring back at you. The basket had a leaf on top, in rough ink; it said, "Xiao".

Xiao cried and made grabby hands up at you, wanting your attention.