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A Study In Geo

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A/N: Short snippets that explore Zhongli’s daily life now that he’s but a mere mortal. Just to get this out of the way, I’m basing my characterisation on the original Chinese VA directing, as I prefer it to the Japanese/English.


P.S Still trying to learn all I can about the world and its characters whilst balancing my schoolwork, so I apologise for any OOC. 


P.P.S. If you notice differences from official English translations, it's probably because I disagree with the translations.


Inspired by the video “钟离手书” on bilibili and reddit user archonanqi’s “flos” animatic.

A Study in Geo: Ganyu


As he walked the streets of Liyue with his hands behind his back, Zhongli couldn’t help but notice how much the city of commerce had changed, and how much more stayed yet the same. The hustle and bustle of the markets grew as shop owners touted their wares and customers haggled for better deals. Several children ran past him playing a game of catch while Millelith soldiers watched and ensured their safety.


Just as the sun always rose from the east, the people shall always move forward. The passing of the Lord of Geo had become old news. The very citizens who mourned him were now focused on conducting business as usual. 


Zhongli paused in his steps to watch as the morning sun draped the city in golden hues. The corners of his lips tugged upwards in a smile. Three thousand seven hundred years ago, the first contract of Liyue was made. Now that the contract has been fulfilled, so too have Morax’s duties as a God ended.


If he were to live another six thousand years as a mortal, would the lifetimes be enough to finally understand what it truly means to live amongst the people?


"Mister Zhongli?" he was broken out of his musings by a soft voice. It was Ganyu who called out to him, the half-qilin approaching him with one hand held to her chest. "Ah, so it is you. Have you come to enjoy the morning sun as well?"


“Yes,” he said with a contented sigh, “it is a truly beautiful sight to behold.”


Ganyu turned her head towards the rising sun and hummed. “Mornings in Liyue have always been breathtaking.” she hesitated, brows furrowing as she spoke with a careful tone. “I... I had a dream, Mister Zhongli, of Rex Lapis wishing us well in a new Liyue. One without him.”


“The time of Rex Lapis has passed Ganyu,” he answered, “and please, just Zhongli is fine.”


“I see.” she said with a small smile. “Have you had breakfast yet, Zhongli? I would like to treat you to a meal at Wanmin restaurant.”


“Oh? To what do I owe the pleasure?” 


“Perhaps we could discuss the happenings of the city now that the Qixing are to be the new governing body of Liyue.”


“Ah,” Zhongli raised an eyebrow in amusement, “I’m afraid my experience as a humble funeral parlour’s consultant won’t be of much use there.”


Ganyu giggled, the sound melodious and light. “That is quite alright. Truth be told, it’s been so long since I’ve had a friend to converse with over breakfast that I’ve begun to forget what it’s like.”


“In that case, I would not mind at all.” Zhongli chuckled as Ganyu practically skipped ahead, gesturing for him to follow. As he clasped his hands behind his back, he said, “Hmm. I wonder if Xiangling is cooking today?”


“Oh, I hope so! Her cooking is simply delicious, and she always gives me extra portions- Ah, but I have to watch my figure, so maybe it’s best if she’s not in today...”


As Zhongli walked beside the ever faithful half-qilin, he wondered if to be mortal meant to enjoy every meal with friends, for you never knew when it would be the last. 


Maybe this lifetime, osmanthus wine would taste differently. [1]

A/N: I have a few more planned to scratch at my Genshin writing itch, namely Keqing, Ningguang, and Lumine. (Female Traveller) I haven’t come up with any ideas for other characters yet, so if you have some in mind, feel free to suggest them in a review.

[1]: A reference to one of Zhongli's lines, a chinese poem about how of the original seven gods, only he (and Barbatos) remain to share the memory of osmanthus wine.