You are the Anemo Dragon Sovereign and the god of storms. You protect Mondstadt and rule beside Barbatos. You have adopted other immortals, and they became your Adepti.

One day, you sense one Adeptus in danger, and you teleport to them, pointing your sword at the attacker, growing. Morax is on the other end of the sword, his spear in hand.

(Your form would be Dvalin in human form.)