Mr. Zhongli, we can't slack off anymore!

According to unofficial historical records, when the Geo Archon initially demarcated the territory of Liyue, the people held grand sacrifices to thank him for pacifying the chaotic world.

The Rock King Emperor is the god of precious metals, and treasures and gold and silver do not catch his eye.

They never took a single penny of wine, food, or pastries.

How should the people repay the Emperor's kindness?

Later, some people had wicked ideas and suggested offering beauties to the emperor.

Even if the emperor is not interested in women, keeping them as maids would be a good thing.

Every woman sent to the temple was returned.

Could it be that the Emperor desires a daughter from a prestigious family?

Those powerful or wealthy individuals couldn't actually sacrifice their beloved daughters, so they devised a plan: to adopt their daughters.

They would find orphaned girls from the common people, adopt them as goddaughters, dress them in gold and silver silk, and send them to the temple.

This time, not only were the people returned, but the Emperor made an exception and descended to the mortal world to proclaim that human sacrifice was no longer allowed, that sacrifices were strictly prohibited as they were wasteful of resources and manpower, and that the scale of sacrifices and the types of offerings were regulated.

It's easy to imagine that the emperor was also troubled by the sacrifices, yet he couldn't completely refuse the good intentions of his people.

There are still those with ill intentions who ignore the Emperor's teachings and insist on sacrificing people. Since ordinary people are unwilling to accept them, travelers from other worlds are worth a try.

A traveler who strayed into Liyue was invited to a banquet by a wealthy merchant with ill intentions. He was then drugged and sent to the temple.

When she awoke, she was dressed in expensive silk and adorned with priceless beads, lying on the altar.

She raised her heavy head and looked around.

It's an unfamiliar place.

I felt as if I were in the center of the altar.

Offerings were placed around the perimeter, with himself among them.

The effects of the drug hadn't worn off, and the traveler was still not fully conscious. In addition, her legs were bound, and with a roll, she fell to the ground.

"pain!"

Night had fallen, and the temple was utterly silent, save for the noises made by travelers.

She lay her pupa on the stone slab, adjusted herself into a comfortable position, and used her teeth to bite open the rope on her hands.

A shard of light ripped open the restraints on the traveler's hands.

"thank you."

Even if you don't know who helped you, it's always good to say thank you first.

She looked back along the path the light had taken and saw a brown dragon coiled on the stone steps, its horns and eyes were golden.

Dazzling particles of elemental light gathered around it.

The one possessing such power must be a god from another world.

"I am a traveler from another world, I apologize for disturbing you." The traveler mustered his courage to speak to him.

I hope this deity will release me.

I heard that the country of Liyue has abandoned human sacrifice. He can't possibly eat himself, can he?

The dragon rose and gazed at the traveler huddled in a ball. The candlelight flickered in his eyes, and his gleaming scales reflected a few rays of light.

Its massive body slides down the steps and encircles the traveler, its tail tightening to lift the traveler from the bottom of the steps up to its front.

The candles in the temple went out all at once, and when they were lit again, the dragon was nowhere to be seen. In front of them was a young man sitting on a throne.

The young man's extremely handsome appearance sparked a longing in travelers who were tired of seeing celebrities' faces under commercial packaging.

He lazily rose slowly from his throne, the hood that covered half his face falling behind him as he moved, revealing a long earring on his left ear.

He lifted the traveler's chin with his long, slender fingers and looked at her: "I'll take you home."

"pause!"

*

The traveler expressed his dissatisfaction with Morax's line: "You shouldn't have said that at this time."

"Then what should I say?" he asked the traveler in his arms, who was lost in his fantasies, as he leaned back on his throne and rested his head on his hand.

"Just say what you're thinking right now." The traveler glanced at his lower body.

Some people may appear calm and collected while playing games with travelers, but their actions speak louder than words.

“According to you, when a god meets a sacrifice for the first time, he should not speak of what is on my mind at this moment.”

"There's no need to be so logical... So what do you think you should think when you first meet a traveler from another world?" the traveler asked.

It would be good to take this opportunity to get some information out of them.

What were his feelings when he first met me?

“Expel, or remove,” he replied.

"Huh? Huh?" His answer was undoubtedly completely different from what the traveler had expected.

Fortunately, I encountered Zhongli, not Morax.

"Let's stop here." The traveler immediately lost all interest.

Her arms tightened around his waist, and the traveler leaned against him.

"Or perhaps, having your wings broken and claws severed, forever trapped by my side." He brushed aside the stray hairs on the traveler's face, his fingertips tracing her cheek.

"This...this isn't quite right..." The traveler's skin turned red patch by patch as his fingers moved.

"That's how he treated you. He used a seemingly gentle approach, under the guise of protection, to hide everything and keep you trapped by his side."

"Because they see you as a threat, they approach you, monitor you, restrain you, deprive you of your right to choose, and finally push you away."

"What are you talking about..." It seemed things were spiraling out of control, and his jealousy was palpable.

The traveler sensed a hint of danger from his ambiguous smile.

Could it be that the wear and tear has increased?

Did I accidentally upset him?

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore... Let's do some normal interaction instead?" the traveler tried to appease him.

"This game started a long time ago, isn't it a bit too late to stop now?"

"Really?" The traveler was confused about the situation; what exactly was he supposed to do?

"If you want to gain the love of the gods, you must take over everything that they protect."

"You are becoming more and more important to him."

"I don't need to replace anything, do whatever makes you happy..." The traveler kept a close eye on his emotional changes.

"How could this false starry sky, and everything that has long since vanished beneath it, be more important than you?" A bitter and sorrowful expression appeared on his face.

“Morax…Zhongli…” The traveler didn’t know who he was; perhaps he was wear and tear itself.

And the reason for this wear and tear seems to be me...

"I take back what I just said. Let's continue the story."

*

The moment the gods saw the offering, the future was already etched into their minds. They already knew her identity.

"I'll walk you home."

“I don’t want it!” The offering rejected his proposal.

"I'll give you one more chance," the deity confirmed once again.

“I want to stay by your side!” the offering said.

"The ceremony is complete. I accept this offering." The deity picked up her soft body.

The traveler, who was to be offered as a sacrifice, shyly buried his head in his neck.

In the candlelight, the clothes were undone layer by layer.

"No...you can't do this..." The traveler crossed his arms to protect his last remaining clothes.

"You have no chance. I have already given you a chance." The words of the gods are not open to rebuttal or questioning.

“But…but…” She was filled with panic at the sudden development.

"You shall ease the loneliness of thousands of years," the god said, cutting off her words of refusal with his lips.

Find out the most sensitive spot in every part of her body.

Until the offering collapsed in his arms.

"This is truly an unqualified offering; it requires further instruction."