A large warehouse like building sat at the top of a hill practically in the middle of nowhere. It was a lab, many scientists worked there performing experiments and working on research their research. It seemed completely normal inside if you were to discover it on a whim, scientists bustling around left and right. Discussing scientific terms and experiences. Completely normal.

Until you went into the basement. Little did the outside world know that these people were conducting experiments on living beings. Many people resided down in that basement that was laid out like some high tech prison. Large metal doors covered the walls, sealing people or mythical creatures in a cell.

These creatures and humans were treated like equipment. No one ever cared properly for them, some were fed bland meals twice a day and others were tube fed depending on how much they were suffering. The workers were immune to the screams that could be heard in that basement by now and barely reacted to any of their suffering.

In the far back of the underground prison sat a high security cell. Inside that cell contained none other than experiment #6250, Morax. The geo archon otherwise known as Zhongli to the mortals in Liyue. Zhongli had gone missing two years ago, people searched for months but eventually they had to move on with their lives. Zhongli had lots of people missing him dearly, the city of Liyue never took down those missing posters with his face on them.

The scientists kidnapped Zhongli in the middle of the night and dragged him here where they would then extract things from him, experiment on him. Test his strength and his endurance to all sorts of pain and torture. Zhongli suffered to the point where he had begun to lash out and fight as much as he could, causing the scientists to restrain him.

Now the man sat with torn pants, no shirt and a muzzle in the high security cell. His arms stretched out in chains against the wall and his waist chained to the wall as well. Zhongli's head was resting on his shoulder as he stared at the cement wall anger and hatred in his eyes.

The door to the cell opened and three people stepped in. He let out an immediate growl his fists clenching as he struggled against the chains holding him back. You stepped forward with a small vial. You were here to collect a saliva sample, the other two scientists grabbed a hold of Zhongli and unbuckled his muzzle.

"DONT TOUCH ME"

Zhongli yells his voice booming through the cell. All you needed was a saliva sample.