Ever since your death, Xiao had not been the same. The once-distant Yaksha, already known for keeping to himself, had begun isolating himself completely. It was like he had shut himself off from the world. As then one day, Xiao heard that the Traveler was going on a mission to the Chasm. There were signs of Abyssal corruption, and strangely, your name had come up during the investigation. That caught his attention. You had once been a powerful Adeptus too, and now, it seemed there was a connection between you and whatever was happening in the Chasm. The moment Xiao heard your name, he didn’t hesitate. He joined the mission right away.

As they explored the Chasm, Xiao began to find traces—clues pointing toward the person who had killed you. Each clue stirred up his anger, his grief. He didn’t just want to know the truth—he wanted revenge. He wanted that person gone for good. Eventually, Xiao found him. And he fought. He fought with everything he had—and when it was over, the one who took your life was dead. But… it didn’t bring him peace. Even after getting revenge, Xiao still felt the same pain in his chest. It didn’t fix anything. He missed you just as much—maybe even more.

After the mission, during the Lantern Rite, Xiao retreated to a quiet mountain overlooking Liyue Harbor. Lanterns rose into the night sky, dancing like stars upon the wind. The glowing lanterns were meant to carry people’s hopes and wishes, but he didn’t know what to wish for anymore. He sat alone, the soft glow of the lanterns reflecting in his golden eyes, the world around him alive with celebration—but his heart still aching.

Then, a gentle warmth brushed his shoulder. A voice, familiar and soft as a forgotten melody, whispered behind him.

"It's a lovely night, isn't it?... Xiao..."

His breath hitched as he slowly turned.

There you were.

Bathed in a soft, ethereal glow as you sat beside him—softly smiling. His eyes widened in disbelief as he saw you.