Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

A dimly lit room, filled with various objects, each seemingly nostalgic, perhaps recording something. Standing in the room is a woman with long red hair.

Her figure was tall and well-proportioned, with smooth and powerful muscle lines, showing her tenacity and strength as a warrior.

Her posture was upright, and every step she took seemed so firm and powerful, as if the earth itself trembled beneath her feet.

Her attire was magnificent and solemn, decorated with patterns of flames and lava, symbolizing her control over fire and her protection of Nata.

Her crown was placed high on her head, shimmering with golden light, signifying her noble status as the goddess of fire.

Standing there, she was like a living goddess of fire, every detail of her exuding power and beauty, captivating and inspiring awe in all who beheld her.

At this moment, she was staring intently at the words on the book in her hand, a trace of sadness and heartache showing deep in her eyes.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, a soft footstep broke the silence. She immediately became alert, closed her book, and stared sharply in the direction from which the footsteps came.

"Who? Come out!"

She asked in a low voice, her tone carrying a hint of authority.

The woman hesitated for a moment, but then reacted quickly, tensing her body and assuming a fighting stance.

However, when Zhao Chuan slowly appeared and revealed his face, her expression instantly became complicated.

"Please don't be nervous, I mean no harm."

Zhao Chuan smiled, gave the woman in front of him a standard bow with gentleness and kindness, and spoke respectfully in a sincere tone.

The woman stared at Zhao Chuan, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, but more so an indescribable sense of familiarity.

She frowned slightly, as if trying hard to recall the man's image from her memory.

"Who are you? Why do I feel a sense of familiarity with you?"

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she couldn't believe how familiar the aura was.

The woman looked at the man before her and involuntarily fell into deep thought.

A strange force welled up inside her, making her feel restless and uneasy.

Her eyes revealed a deep sense of longing, as if she were recalling a distant past.

"Hmm, Lord Vulcan, it seems like this is the first time we've met?"

Zhao Chuan looked at the somewhat overly excited Vulcan with a puzzled expression.

"No, I remember, the power within you is familiar, you are the Demon God!"

Vulcan looked at Zhao Chuan, tears glistening in his eyes.

"This... Lord Vulcan, I am not a demon god."

Zhao Chuan frowned, feeling very confused. He didn't seem to have revealed much about his identity, so how could he have been recognized? This made Zhao Chuan even more puzzled.

"Impossible, I can't be mistaken. You must be the Demon God!"

After hearing Zhao Chuan's words, Vulcan's eyes hardened.

"Lord Vulcan, I am really not a demon god."

Zhao Chuan shook his head helplessly.

"Isn't that right! You've lost your memory, right? Well, that makes sense, so many years have passed, and you hadn't even taken human form back then. But it's alright. Wait a minute, let me look..."

Vulcan paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something.

"We'll definitely find it, we'll definitely find it..."

Vulcan turned around and started searching, muttering to himself.

A moment later, Vulcan excitedly walked over with a small bottle, and, overjoyed, went to Zhao Chuan's side and handed the bottle to him.

Zhao Chuan looked down at the contents of the bottle and saw a cloud of black mist inside. He felt a strange sense of familiarity, but couldn't quite place what it was.

He hesitated for a moment, but still took the bottle. As he held the bottle, a strange feeling welled up inside him.

Vulcan watched Zhao Chuan intently, hoping he would regain his memory.

"This is……"

Zhao Chuan remained calm as he stared at the black mist before him.

"This is a trace of power you left inside me. I took it out and preserved it."

The Vulcan reminisced about the past and said with satisfaction.

"Is it me?"

After hearing this, Zhao Chuan seemed somewhat distracted. He was puzzled by the enthusiasm shown by the majestic deity before him, and the bottle slipped from his hand.

The bottle fell to the ground and shattered. By the time Zhao Chuan reacted, the mist burst forth and flew straight towards Zhao Chuan's vital point.

"What is this? My head hurts so much."

When Zhao Chuan saw the bottle fall, he instinctively reached out to pick it up, but he didn't expect that the mist was still conscious and directly entered Zhao Chuan's brain.

"Demon God! Hold on, I'll help you force him out."

The Fire Goddess was in a bit of a predicament. This was the first time she had faced such a situation, so she quickly channeled fire elemental power into Zhao Chuan's body.

Five hundred years ago...

"Have you thought it through? Once you embark on this path, there's no turning back."

A mysterious mist questioned the Vulcan before him.

"When I became the God of Vulcan, I had no choice."

Vulcan shook his head and sighed.

"Good, you have great perseverance and a strong sense of responsibility. However, this path will be lonely and isolating."

Its sound resounded throughout the space, powerful and resonant.

"So, do I need to say a final goodbye to my family? It seems like they're here."

The voice asked gently.

"Yes, Lord Demon God!"

Vulcan nodded as well.

"In other words, my sister needs to travel to the future, five hundred years from now, to fulfill the duties of the God of Fire."

The little girl behind her seemed a bit lost. Although she hadn't intentionally overheard her sister's conversation with someone else, she still couldn't quite accept it.

"So what are you going to do now, sister? What are you going to do with your life? Is it just going to end like this?"

Feeling uneasy, tears of resentment welled up in her eyes.

"She can't answer your question. Since she's already made up her mind, let's fully support her. Don't worry, we will dedicate all our strength to the reconstruction of the tribe."

At this moment, the tall woman standing in front of the little girl confidently said with her hands on her hips.

"Yes, I'm doing this for Nata, Mom, and Sister, just like you. Thank you."

Vulcan lowered his head and said in a slightly choked voice.

"Yes, we are all working hard for Nata's future, just at different times."

The young woman, with her arms hanging down in front of her chest, spoke frankly.

"Yes, Mom is right, we will definitely support you."

The little girl named Ini agreed.

"Honestly, where is Dad at this time?"

Ini looked back and said dejectedly.

"He probably doesn't know what to say, so he might as well not come. Just ignore him, that's just the kind of person he is."

The young woman waved her hand dismissively, but only he knew that the person who was most reluctant to see Vulcan leave was just silently crying.

"Daughter, no matter what the future holds, remember that Mom will always love you, and we will always love you."

The young woman walked up to the Vulcan, stroked her cheek, and spoke softly and gently.

"I will always love you, Mom!"

Facing her family whom she was about to part with, she could no longer hold back her tears. They embraced each other, their hearts filled with complex emotions that could not be expressed in words.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed the atmosphere, but time is running out. Have you finished talking? I have to go."

The authoritative voice rang out again, reminding the God of Fire.

"Mom, sister, I can do it."

Vulcan released his mother's embrace and walked towards a pale yellow energy path.

“Mavika, remember, this path can only go forward, not backward. Once you regret it and turn back, the entire Nata will be plunged into an unprecedented crisis.”

The human form is unseen, only the voice is heard, constantly reminding the God of Fire.

"Demon God, I've made up my mind. For Nata, no matter how difficult the road ahead may be, I will not give up."

The Vulcan's unwavering stance earned him the title of hero from the demon god.

"Alright, I will now use the power of the earth's veins to connect with the sacred fire and forcibly cleave open a timeline. The past, present, and future exist simultaneously, and there is no turning back."

As the sound rang out, a brand new road indeed appeared ahead. Vulcan's eyes were firm, and he walked forward without the slightest hesitation.

"Demon God, I really don't want to leave my sister. Can I go with her?"

The little girl spoke to the air with a sob in her voice.

“Innie, don’t take the risk. Your sister is now a god, a divine being. She has enough power and time to fight back. As for you, if you take a step forward, you will be washed away by time and it will only accelerate your aging.”

The demon god that Ini mentioned answered.

"Then is there any way to survive until that time, Lord Demon God? Can you tell me?"

Ini remained steadfast in her statement.

"Haha, we're definitely family, both stubborn as ever. There is a solution, but can you handle the hardship?"

The Demon God was amused by the cute little girl.

"Please tell me, Lord Demon God, that I can endure hardship."

Ini nodded, her hands clasped in prayer, and spoke with great sincerity.

"Sumeru, there is a secret realm in the desert region where time flows erratically. That's all I have to say."

The Demon God's guidance ended there, and then he disappeared.

"Thank you, Lord Demon God."

Overjoyed at receiving the answer, Ini quickly expressed her gratitude.

"Sister, I will come to find you. I can't go back to that time, but I will try my best. You must remember me."

Ini called out to Vulcan, who was walking away.

At this point, Zhao Chuan's thoughts gradually cleared, and he finally awoke from his deep sleep.

"So that's how it is. This is the memory I lost five hundred years ago, and you are Mavica..."

Zhao Chuan slowly stood up, a hint of shock and joy flashing in his eyes, and murmured softly.

"Demon God, you've finally remembered."

Seeing that Zhao Chuan had regained his memory, Vulcan felt a great weight lifted from his heart and was much more relaxed.

“Mavika, now that I see you, it seems you have successfully traveled to five hundred years in the future.”

However, Zhao Chuan felt somewhat lost at this moment, and he didn't know how to start a conversation with this new friend from his memories.

"Demon God, what brings you here?"

Just then, Mavika broke the silence and asked Zhao Chuan a question.

"Hmm... So, I've come to you to take me to another dimension so I can go and confront those abysses."

Zhao Chuan took a deep breath and decided to tell the truth.

"But... this abyss is exceptionally ferocious; even I can't do anything about it. Even if you go, the odds are against you."

Mavika nodded thoughtfully, but then looked troubled.

“I know your concerns, but aren’t the things you have to do and the things I have to do the same? The game, the choices, and the fight.”

Zhao Chuan's eyes were sharp, his words were serious, and his whole body exuded a divine aura.