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PAIRING. dan heng x gn!reader (also dan feng x reader ig!)
WORD COUNT. 3,722
SUMMARY. dan heng does not want to remember his previous reincarnation, but there is one part he doesn't want to let go of forever— you.
SOF'S NOTE. i was listening to taylor swift's timeless and thinking about how much i love dan heng...and this was born :3 i love him sm and i def feel like love with dan heng could transcend all lifetimes <3 pls enjoy if ur a fellow dh lover :>
Dan Feng was many things. Cold and ruthless, some said. A merciless killer, said others. Revered and powerful, was the more popular and favorable opinion. But, what most people seemed to wipe from their memories was that he was also a lover.
A lover to you, at least. You, and only you.
His days as the Imbibitor Lunae were long and laborious. He lead countless battles to destroy threats and rescued Xianzhou fleets from annihilation.
Dan Feng was used to spending long periods away from home, but when he returned, he knew he would at least be greeted by you.
Occasionally, you were there fighting alongside him. Capable and strong. But most of the time, you preferred using your strengths to continue studying and advancing medicine. You were compassionate and knowledgeable, and you wanted to help your injured allies rather than cause more destruction.
His favorite moments with you involved the little leisure time he had between battles when he was able to stay in his residence with you, wrapped in your embrace.
Dan Feng, proud member of the High-Cloud Quintet, was left speechless and in awe at the sight of you. Those nights you spent together were filled with both heat and passion, and attention and love. Every moment he spent with you was intentional; he never took those times for granted.
Of course, those times couldn’t last.
Be it his selfishness, his arrogance, his drive to help his friend—he lost you. Not because you shunned him or turned him away, but simply because he was forced to reincarnate and locked away without the ability to say even a simple goodbye.
His love, lost in the blink of an eye. And he may never see you again.
Now, as Dan Heng, he was almost in denial when Jing Yuan informed him you forcibly reincarnated as soon as you heard the news of the Sedation of Inhibitor Lunae and slipped away from the Xianzhou Luofu.
What were you to Dan Heng? Dan Feng was no longer here and Dan Heng did not want to claim his past.
Imbibitor Lunae was not him. Renowned member of the High-Cloud Quintet was not him.
But when Jing Yuan spoke your name, memories of his previous life rushed through him. If he didn’t acknowledge his past, would that mean you had no chance of ever being his again?
Dan Heng had no attachment to the name Jing Yuan. Yingxian no longer held special meaning either. He didn’t want it to. But hearing your name stirred something in him. It caused a battle between past and present. And the present was winning until he walked along the streets of Penacony.
An intense shiver shot through his veins and the hairs on the back of his arm stood up. You were here.
He knew it. He felt it. Dan Heng didn’t know where exactly, but your presence was so powerful, it was something he couldn’t ignore. He wasn’t strong enough to.
You were his first and only romantic love— A love he thought would be eternal until he got reincarnated. The draw to you was so intense he found himself wandering the wide pathways filled with Gothic buildings until he felt the call was satiated.
It wasn’t completely gone, but he felt more relaxed. More at peace.
Dan Heng notice his body stopped in front of a library with a square roof and he immediately entered the building. The interior was filled with rows of bookshelves and large tables, busy with scholars and those here for leisurely reasons alike.
Despite all that, Dan Heng knew where you were right as he laid eyes on you.
You were half-hidden by piles of books as you took notes on a blank sheet of paper. You sat straight on the chair and briefly put your pen down when you noticed his staring. Your gaze met his as your eyes darted around the room.
When they landed on Dan Heng, you tilted your head to the side as he watched you, but you showed no signs of recognition.
His stomach churned. Of course you wouldn’t recognize him. You had reincarnated soon after Dan Feng did. Your past life was gone, your memories were gone, and he didn’t even know if your name was still the one that was so familiar on his lips.
With an inquisitive look on your face, you beckoned him over. He was surprised that you acknowledged him so overtly, but if you were anything like your past self, he shouldn’t be too shocked.
Dan Heng wondered if he should turn around and leave. Did he want to pretend he didn’t see you? Pretend that your fates weren’t inextricably linked?
His heart felt like it was being torn out of his chest as he turned away, ready to go on as if this never occurred so he could continue his life as Dan Heng with no ties to the previous Imbibitor Lunae. He began walking out of the library, shoving his feelings down deep to hide them away for good.
The cold outside air hit his face as he opened the door. It felt damp out—as if it were raining.
Dan Heng touched the wet drops on his face before he realized it wasn’t rain. It was his tears.
It pained him more than he cared to admit. His past love was here and he was going to throw it away before he even had another chance. He grit his teeth and clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms so deep it hurt the flesh. But it had nothing on the pain his heart was feeling.
He couldn’t do it, he realized. He couldn’t severe the bond from his past completely— Dan Heng couldn’t severe his bond with you. He’d lose a part of himself he wasn’t even aware he still had.
The muscles in his body screamed as he entered the library once more, this time walking straight to you instead of basking in hesitation. You looked confused as you stared up at him, probably wondering why he ignored you, left, and came back all in the span of one minute.
“Hi there! Can I help you?”
Dan Heng instantly froze at your words. He yearned for the familiarity; a sense of comfort washed over him at your simple acknowledgement.
But it didn’t look like you knew who he was. There wasn’t an ounce of recognition on your face even as he stood closer.
It’s me. Do you remember? he wanted to ask. The desire to reach out and grab your hand, touch your face, was strong enough to make his heart pound. But he refrained. If you didn’t know who he was, it might frighten you if he did that. And discomfort was the last thing Dan Heng wanted to make you feel.
You laughed nervously, letting out a single cough to fill the silence.
Dan Heng, realizing he hadn’t said a word, quickly scanned the books you had stacked up. They were books on medicine and the evolution of healthcare. He tried to find something relevant to say.
“I almost gave someone CPR once.”
You blinked slowly, a small and uncertain smile on your face. “That’s great! I think…” For a moment, you considered what he said. “I supposed it’s not great if someone was in a situation where they needed CPR. But it is great you were willing to help.”
Dan Heng nodded, glad his plan went well.
“Why did they need CPR? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“We found them unconscious. They had a weak heartbeat and pulse so I wanted to make sure they stayed alive.”
You took in this information, looking slightly impressed. “Typically, we start CPR when there’s no pulse, but if the individual begins gasping for breathe, it’s usually a good sign to start CPR.”
“I see.”
The two of you fell into a long silence before you gently cleared your throat.
“Is that all you had to say?” you asked. Dan Heng suspected you didn’t exactly buy that he wanted to talk to you solely about CPR. “Earlier, when you were looking at me, you had a strange look on your face. It looked like you recognized me.”
Dan Heng stilled.
You clasped your hands together on top of the table, leaning forward almost conspiratorially. “Do I know you?”
His breathing quickened at the prospect of you remembering your past with him.
“Maybe from a birthday party as a kid? Or did we go to the same school?”
Dan Heng’s face dropped. “Oh. No.”
You hummed in thought.
“You…might know me, though.”
Curiously, you raised your brows at his vague response. He wondered if he should stop himself, but he wanted to tell you about your past life. Maybe then you would remember him.
But would that be a good idea? Would it work in the first place?
Dan Heng didn’t know.
He felt impulsive but he needed to talk to you more. “I can explain more, but can we go outside first?”
You craned your neck to the side, considering your options. He knew what he asked of you was something ridiculous in the eyes of a stranger. To stop what you were doing, take time out of your day, and follow this man you had only just spoken to with no explanation.
It was wishful thinking to expect a yes.
Yet somehow, you always managed to surprise him. “Of course. Let me just return these books.”
Dan Heng tried to hide how pleased he was as he patiently waited for you to turn the books back into the librarian. He offered to help you carry them, but you managed to gather the heavy stack into your arms in its entirety.
“Now I’m ready,” you said with a smile, eyes studying him in wonder. You looked confused, but you didn’t seem concerned. Perhaps something inside of you also sensed familiarity. “Do you want to see the stars with me?”
He nodded and you led him to a clear, grassy spot away from the town. The grass was tall and green, pastel wildflowers growing amongst the landscape. You smoothed down your clothes and sat on the soft ground. Dan Heng sat next to you, careful to respect your personal space and keep a slight distance.
He took in the scenery of the night before he saw you gazing at the stars. He quickly followed suit, tilting his head back.
Moments of tranquil silence passed by before he asked, “Do you know what I am?”
You didn’t miss a beat, almost as if you were expecting that question to come. “You appear human, but your presence doesn’t feel as so.”
“Much like you, correct?” he countered. “A Vidyadhara.”
You touched your head instinctively, the place where your horns should be. With wide eyes, you hastily put your arms back against your sides.
Dan Heng raised his brow.
“I thought my appearance had changed suddenly,” you said with a nervous laugh.
He shook his head. “I’m sorry to cause such alarm. You don’t need to worry; you still appear human as well.”
“It’s not as if I’m trying to pretend I’m not a Vidyadhara,” you explained, “it’s just easier to live here and be unnoticed with this appearance.” You looked away from the starry sky and turned to face Dan Heng. “And you— Why do you choose to appear human?”
“I refuse to pay for the sins of my past reincarnation. It’s not me,” he said, voice tense. “That’s not who I am.”
“You remember your past reincarnation?” you asked, your body perking up. Embarrassed by your eagerness, you stilled. “Sorry. That’s insensitive. There must be a reason you don’t want to remember. Sometimes, I just can’t help but wish I did.”
The corners of Dan Heng’s mouth tilted upward. “Don’t be sorry. I don’t care for my past…except for one particular detail.”
You shifted your position to sit with your legs folded over the other. You didn’t say anything, instead letting him speak as he felt comfortable.
“Maybe one particular person is more accurate.”
Your eyes closed as you breathed deeply, the wind blowing around the two of you as if creating a bubble from the rest of the world. In deep concentration, you changed into your normal Vidyadhara form. Your ears were pointed, regal horns emerged from the top of your head, and you looked taller as your tail appeared underneath you.
Expectantly, you looked at him.
Dan Heng hesitated, but soon followed suit. He felt his body change to the one of his past as he revealed his true form to you.
“Am I the person in your past?” you asked slowly, examining everything from his turquoise horns and dark hair, to his long tail landing in a semi-circle around you.
He smiled to himself. Attentive as always, he thought. Lifetimes had passed, the galaxies never stopped moving, yet you were just as he remembered. Your experiences may have been different, as did the environment you grew up in, but at your core, you were still thoughtful, caring, and intelligent. No matter the reincarnation, you were still you— His beloved.
A conflicted look formed on his face as that thought. Dan Heng was getting ahead of himself. He wasn’t Dan Feng. You couldn’t be his.
You didn’t let his lack of response deter you, instead staring up at him with a hopeful gaze. “I’m sorry if that’s too personal of me to ask. It’s only… Something about you just feels safe and warm.”
His tail swayed back and forth. You felt it too?
“But you’re a stranger in this life, as far as I know,” you said with small laugh. “So why do you seem so familiar? Perhaps it means in my previous, you weren’t so strange.”
Dan Heng noticed his tail getting closer to your body before he managed to sway it the other way. You bumped yours against his mischievously. He jolted in surprise, both at the sudden touch of his tail—which he hadn’t felt in years and years—but also the small spark running through him at the point of contact.
You bristled as well. “What was that?”
“I am not sure either.”
For a moment, you were lost in your thoughts. He wondered what you were thinking as your eyes swirled, looking more captivating than any galaxy he has ever seen. Your elegant horns looked as if they were glowing against the night sky and he wanted to reach out and feel them like he used to. One of your sensitive spots, he remembered.
“I felt something when our tails brushed,” you said slowly, thinking your words through. “It wasn’t much, but it felt like a glimpse of my previous life. Do you think I can touch you more?”
Dan Heng absolutely did not mind if you touched him. Anywhere—for that matter. But he figured what was visible would be safest for the time being. He bowed his head, offering his horns to start with. “As you wish.”
You smiled brightly and his heart fluttered. He felt deep down he would do anything for you. Even confront his past life. And he vowed that what he didn’t do in his past life—spend enough time with you before it was too late—he would do in this. If only you allowed him.
Reaching out, your gaze was fixed on his tall horns. You started with a careful touch to the tip and ran your fingers down to where his horns branched out. Heat and cold were both searing through his body at the touch and he was certain from your expression you felt the same. Your hands trailed down his face, feeling the point of his ears and resting on his cheek.
Whether it was from the pain of the intensity coursing through you or whether it was because you were remembering your past life, Dan Heng saw tears rolling down your cheeks.
He brought his hand up to you to wipe them away, but stopped right before he could touch your skin. “May I?”
You nodded, a light sniffle coming from you and Dan Heng yearned to be of comfort.
He started with a light brush of his thumb to gather the wetness on your face, gently wiping it off. Then, same as you did to him, he felt the elongation of your ears and ran hs fingers from the base of your horns to the very top. They were just as smooth as he remembered and he felt you tremble at the touch. He smiled. They were still also as sensitive as ever.
“Are any memories resurfacing for you?” he said quietly.
Your eyes were squeezed shut yet tears still leaked from them. It took a while for your to respond, overwhelmed by all the emotions, but eventually you managed to ask, “Is it… Dan Feng?”
“Dan Heng now,” he gently corrected. “I don‘t go by that name anymore.”
At that confirmation, you cried even more, jumping into his arms and burying your face in his chest.
“It‘s been so long,” you said in exasperation, your words mixed with sniffles. “The Sedation— We didn’t even get to say goodbye!” You paused, removing yourself from his chest and looking up at him. “Rather, I didn’t get to say goodbye to Dan Feng. But with you here, maybe now I can.”
He nodded in understanding. His ending was so abrupt. Due to his own hubris and for the life of his closest friend, he ended up sacrificing himself. And in the long run, he learned he even sacrificed you. Dan Heng would never treat your relationship with him so casually again. He should’ve showed you it was the top priority in his life.
Dan Heng watched in silence as you closed your eyes and whispered under your breath. He didn’t fully understand what you were saying, but he allowed you to have your private moment and say your goodbyes. He said goodbye to the past you as well—a right that was also stripped away from him as he was forced into reincarnation without second thought. Anger rose in his cheeks at those who took that away from him. From you. But it died down. Ultimately, what Dan Feng did wasn’t a part of him now. Maybe the person he is today wouldn’t have agreed with those past actions in the first place.
Moments turned into minutes and minutes turned to hours before you finally opened your eyes and looked at him. Your gaze was clearer, as if it was truly him—Dan Heng—you were seeing.
You smiled wistfully, hand gently stroking the spine of his tail. “I may have said goodbye to Dan Feng, but, at your core, the Dan Heng in front of me still feels like the man I love.”
He hummed in thought. He understood exactly what you were feeling. “Your core is the same too,” he said, his palm resting on your chest where your heart was beating. “You’re someone I will always love. And I’m sorry it took me so long to find you.”
Your face broke into an expression of sadness and Dan Heng felt his heart tightened.
“I’m sorry I, as Dan Feng, left you. I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you until the end.”
You shook your head, trying to force a happy look on your face. “No, it’s okay. You didn’t leave me. You were taken and punished and I couldn’t say goodbye. But I forgive you.”
“Why? I valued my power and my friend’s life and, ultimately, was selfish and didn’t consider the impact on yours. There are so many reasons I don’t want to hold onto my past. But if being here with you means facing it, I will.”
You sighed, a small, sad chuckle escaping your lips. “You see someone selfish and arrogant, but I see a kind and selfless soul who wanted his friend to be there with him forever.”
Dan Heng thought back in shame of the Blade he met on Luofu.
“Our pasts are linked, but so are our presents,” you said, lifting his chin up. “You’re not Dan Feng anymore, are you?”
He nodded firmly.
You smiled in acceptance. “You’re not exactly my first love, Dan Feng, but I have a feeling I’ll like this Dan Heng person even more, anyway.”
His body immediately warmed and he wanted to melt into your touch. You were always so kind, so thoughtful. Dan Feng may have messed up and got the two of you separated, but he would never.
“In our last life and this life, and if we have even more to come, we will always find each other,” he vowed.
You touched your forehead to his before leaning in for a kiss. He met your lips as if he were securing a promise. A promise not to leave you again, a promise he was really here, and a promise he still loved you. There was so much he had to learn about your new life—and you, his. But Dan Heng was certain it’d only make him love you more.
He had gone through the betrayal of a friend, the betrayal of a nation, and death and exile from the very place he once called home, but no pain compared to that of losing you. And now that he found you again, he didn’t want to make the same mistakes as his past reincarnation.
You placed your hand on his cheek and deepened the kiss, breaking him out of his thoughts. Your hand was warm against the cool air of the night. Dan Heng ran his hand down to your waist and wrapped around to rest on the small of your back. He pushed you closer to him, wanting to feel your body against his. The heat emanated through the fabric of your clothes and the faint smell of wildflowers and vanilla filled his senses. It was a familiar scent he had always loved.
He smiled into the kiss and you moved closer, draping a leg around his hip. Dan Heng didn’t ever want to let you go, but he knew he had nothing to fear. Now he knew the strength of your bond—how the draw to each other could withstand lifetimes.
The thing about a good character flaw is that it has to be the same thing as their greatest strength just turned up too high. the person who loves deeply and therefore controls. the person who sees everything and therefore trusts nothing. the person who is so loyal they lose themselves. there are no clean villains and no clean heroes and once you understand that in fiction you can't unsee it in people. everyone is just their best quality at the wrong volume.
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The two wolves inside every writer: "this is genuinely the best thing i have ever written. i am gifted. i am changed. this paragraph alone justifies my entire existence on this planet." and then five minutes later, same paragraph: "who wrote this. who allowed this. this reads like a golden retriever trying to describe grief. i need to lie down and reconsider everything." both wolves are always wrong. the paragraph is fine. you need a snack.
Writer brain is genuinely just having two tabs open at all times. Tab one: the actual conversation you are having with a real human person who deserves your full attention. Tab two: a completely separate scene between two people you invented, playing out in real time, with dialogue you cannot write down because you are currently at a birthday dinner and that would be weird. The real conversation suffers. The invented one is going incredibly well actually
The most interesting question you can ask about any character is not what do they want. it's what do they believe they deserve. because those two things are almost never the same and the gap between them is where your entire story lives. a person can want love completely and believe they don't deserve it and that belief will destroy every good thing that comes toward them in ways they won't even notice they're doing. write the gap. the gap is the character.
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He’s a 0/10, because when you first stepped foot on the Express, he just gave you a scrutinizing look and didn’t say a word. And it happened again – at the first passenger meeting, first shared dinner, even first cleaning of the Express’s cars. It’s not threatening, it’s just… cold.
He’s a 1/10, because he always holds doors for you, no matter how far you are, and he’s always the first in the group to stop and wait for you when you’re falling behind. On your never-changing “thank you” he only nods.
He’s a 2/10, because he never says “you’re too loud” when you get excited about two moons in the sky on one of the planets and share your admiration with him. He never points out that you should be quieter when you laugh about something, never nags at you for being yourself. His maximum is an exasperated sigh or an eyeroll, but never a complaint.
He’s a 3/10, because sometimes you wake up in the middle of the astronomical night to find yourself in the archives, covered with a blanket. You exit quietly, and when presented with a question of “Why didn’t you wake me up?” the next morning, Dan Heng only shrugs and says: “You didn’t hear me”. Now – are you really that much of a heavy sleeper? Or maybe – but you decide to hold it to yourself – Dan Heng didn’t even try?
He’s a 4/10, because when it’s time for the usual souvenir exchange after exploration of a new planet, Dan Heng seems to know you like you know yourself. To think that of all trinkets on the stall he picked this exact thing of this design and material, and of an excellent quality, too! Expressing your gratitude, you notice how his faint smile becomes more gentle.
He’s a 5/10, because he knows your habits. When you lose all hope in finding your phone after checking every corner, every gap, he calmly hands it to you and says: “Found it under the pillow on the couch. Just like three times before”, and gives you a mocking look. Strangely enough, you also see a tiny drop of pride in the blue of his eyes.
He knocks on your door exactly when you give yourself one final look in the mirror before heading out for breakfast, and you feel his hand fall lightly on your shoulder just a moment before a wave of sleepiness hits you in the late evening.
He’s a 6/10, because he listens to you. No matter how big or small the problem is, he never stops your train of thoughts, never denies and never lessens your experience. He lets your words settle down in the archive or in a suite of the hotel, giving back just a few words. But reassurance in his eyes and steadiness in his voice soothe your anxiety, and before long you find yourself relaxed and protected by this tranquil silence. And more often than not, by the next morning your trouble has magically vanished.
He’s a 7/10, because his compliments stay with you for a long time. He may note how a new eyeshadow color makes your eyes brighter, or how this particular shirt depicts your versatile personality. He never speaks for the sake of a mere flattery, so you know it’s true when Dan Heng calls you clever or alluring, even if it’s barely audible and makes his gaze glued to the screen or a tea in his cup, to anything – but your face.
He’s an 8/10, because he makes you feel safe, in every situation. You know you can always ask him about almost anything in this vast universe through which you blaze, and he will explain calmly, softly and interestingly. You know that his spear will hit the enemy faster than you turn around to shield yourself, and you know that any nightmare can be dissipated in his quiet, soft embrace. He’s the first to speak up when you’re met with bad criticism, and he’s the last to leave your bed when you’re ill.
He’s a 9/10, because he teaches you to be strong and grateful. A horrible day, a nice meal, a storm that caught you two by surprise and a bad photo of you, taken by March 7th – all these things deserve praise and a heartfelt “thank you”, said in the quiet of the dimly lit room or to yourself. Because there wasn’t and won’t be anything identical to these moments, and because you will never be the same – Dan Heng knows it well.
And still, he points to March to take a photo of a giant tree that is older than your ages combined, and he steals glances at you when you’re not looking, just to make sure that he remembers, just to say “thank you” again.
He’s a 10/10, because he says “I love you” while typing something on the keyboard and stopping just to check his long empty mug for any tea left. Just like that, like wishing someone a good morning when the morning is truly blissful. His words linger in the air, but somehow, they envelop you in a comfort you only feel when he’s around. Amidst a white noise of the archives, you say: “I love you too”, and then leave to put the kettle on.
Bonus:
He’s a 10/10, because when you tell the crew that you’re leaving the Express, he only nods and says: “The door to the archives is closed, but never locked”.
You smile happily: you’re glad you opened it back then.
“be careful,” dan heng reaches out, wiping away a droplet of sauce from the corner of your lip. you sheepishly look up at him, eyes glimmering beneath the restaurant lights. “if you eat any faster, your stomach might start hurting.”
“sorry, the food here is just so good—” you exhale, sitting back into your seat, “and we’ve been treasure hunting all day!”
since the astral express have been running a little low on supplies, the team decided to stop by the xianzhou. with march 7th feeling sick and stelle taking care of her, it was up to you and dan heng to go shopping. although you would have loved the opportunity to show sunday around the area, it might be for the better that he stays away from the public light—lest he wants to be imprisoned at the shackling.
you initially thought the job was going to be easier. go in. go out. hands full with boxes. but that wasn’t the case because every vendor you approached had some long-winded task for you to finish. at first, it was bearable, the sun wasn’t fully out yet it wasn’t scorching. however, now that time has passed, you feel the humidity in the air sticking to your clothes.
after a few hours of running around the xianzhou luofu, dan heng suggested taking a break at a nearby restaurant. combined with your starving attitude and summer heat, you were absolutely starving.
“i know.”
dan heng scooches his chair a little closer to yours, fingers twirling a bit of his food with his chopsticks, “just take it easy. i don’t want to see you choke on the other side of the table.”
“its not the other side if you’re sitting right next to me now, is it?”
after being caught in the act, dan heng rears his head away from you. underneath the clips on his ears, you notice a slight reddish hue decorating the surface of his skin. he is strangely bashful about his closeness with you. it makes it all the more endearing when you watch him cave into his subtle wants, the lingering touches on the back of your spine every time he pushes you away from danger, or the small sounds of disagreement whenever you’re separated.
“hurry up and finish your food.”
you make yourself comfortable beside him, allowing your shoulder to brush against his. “whatever you say, dan heng.”
Age : 4,000 years old (immortal, but mentally 22 years old)
Gender : Female
Element : Hydro (no vision needed)
Height : 6'2 ft (6'5 in mermaid adeptus form)
Species : Adepti (mermaid adeptus true form).
Job : Guardian of the Sea's, orchestra player
Nationality/ethnicity : Liyue
Weapon : Claymore
Combat style : shielder and dps. I can summon sea creatures made of water at will, like Furina but different/dps style.
Voice similar to : Hiyuki Wuwa
Story :
I was born in the seas of Liyue before Rex Lapis raised it from the ocean floor, and then when I was older... I witnessed it get raised from the ocean floor to now become the Liyue Harbor we know today. My heart is a moon fragment of the Eternal Moon, when the Eternal moon got destroyed in the war... pieces of it fell into the ocean. One of those moon fragments had the will of a Moon Goddess (or a final wish to protect the people of Teyvat) which then soon flowed to me when I was a young mermaid adeptus and then became my heart.
(This is indeed from hsr, but my heart from the Eternal Moon will look the exact same or maybe a little bit different like has a moon reflection in it)
Which is why my adeptus name is 'Ocean's Everlasting Wish' and why I wish to go beyond the false sky so much or wonder if there is other worlds like Teyvat. With the Eternal Moon fragment as my heart, I became a mermaid adeptus and helped protect Liyue with the other adepti.
Then so on later, when the Traveler and Paimon reached Liyue... seeing all the things they did from courage and bravery really inspired me to be like them. Which then leads me to slowly become a descender myself, the fifth descender before Shneznaya.
Soon Traveler, Paimon and I successfully save Teyvat together which means no one gets left behind. I finally reach my own goal to travel the cosmos and see other worlds (i still get to come back to Teyvat when I want) which then leads me to crossing over to the universe of Star Rail.
I'm probably just gonna keep visiting worlds then and I'm not sure what happens after that for only time will tell and i can't wait to go there in general. 💙🫧
This is me up close (>//<) ~☆🌊
Thank you so much if you read this far, lemme know what you think if you want hehe. Anyways, I wish us all good luck on our permashifting journeys or shifting as well as respawning journeys. 🌊💙
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