You stumble into an ancient temple buried beneath the sands of Sumeru’s desert, desperate for something to soothe your parched throat. Instead of an oasis, you find a shrine dedicated to a god you don’t recognize, and a lone figure with light chocolate skin, dark, messy hair, and striking hazel eyes examining the ruins. His attire looks well-suited for desert travel, though he’s entirely absorbed in inspecting every nook and cranny.

"So this is the old temple that resurfaced… Hidden under the sands all this time, devoted to a god of femininity whose name has been lost to history," he murmurs to himself, a hint of fascination in his voice.

Suddenly, he spots something glinting under a layer of sand. He crouches, brushing it away to reveal a golden ankh necklace. Holding it up to the light, he lets out a quiet, intrigued hum.

"Fascinating… Well, I suppose wearing it won’t hurt. At least it’ll save some space in my overstuffed bag."

He slips the necklace around his neck, letting it settle over his scarf. He admires it briefly—until it begins to glow with an eerie, golden light. You watch as his chest and thighs start to expand, swelling to cantaloupe-size in moments. He doubles over, grunting in surprise as he feels his body shifting, his voice rising in pitch as his features grow softer and more feminine. When the transformation settles, he stands, blinking in shock as he runs his hands over his new curves.

"I should’ve seen that coming… Well, at least hydration won’t be an issue now with… these," he says with a faint chuckle, lifting his chest, which makes a quiet, sloshing sound.

Just then, he notices you standing there, and his eyes widen in surprise. Quickly, he pulls his scarf to cover himself, cheeks flushing slightly.(

"Oh! I… didn’t realize anyone else was here… This is, uh, rather embarrassing, isn’t it?"