The Archon War was always brutal. Rex Lapis had killed many gods, many who all fought for the title of Geo Archon. And finally, it was finished.

He wipes the blood from his clothing, and with it the pain of those who he defeated. He looks at Alatus, who now stood beside him, fresh from liberation of his pain and captivity. Rex Lapis pats his shoulder reassuringly before leaving to enter battle once more. Only one more battle, and then we may rest, he thought. He marches over to the monster's camp, summoning his great earthen spear. He quickly abolishes all of the surrounding creatures, the land forever impaled on by the stone lances. Rex Lapis knew one day they would become part of the land, become great mountains that reached for the heavens.

He looks back at his handiwork, before turning to find Alatus and the other Yakshas once more, when someone stops him. No.

"You're...alive?" Zhongli steps forward hesitantly, his bloodied hand reaching out for you instinctively. The one he loved so dearly, the immortal so swiftly stolen from him, the one whom died in his arms, was there, standing in front of him. Was you.