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  1. Public Bookmark 28

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    “Are you— Are you laughing at me?”

    “Not at all.”

    The man schooled his features (which had hardly moved more than an increment upwards) before clearing his throat. “Your predicament is nothing to scoff at.” Zhongli gestured with a brief outward palm, all while keeping the movement subtle. “However, your ability to emphatically articulate while being so heavily under the influence…creates quite the humorous disparity.”

    “I’m not even—” a jarring hiccup interrupted Childe’s words, an action he would artfully pretend never happened, “—drunk.”

    OR: where it all began.

    Childe has his first true interaction with Wangsheng's most-esteemed funeral consultant (and the Fatui's trusted Liyuan confidante) after a few too many, and, predictably, doesn't know when to quit.

    Can absolutely be read as a stand-alone fic, but ties into the Weight of Gold series as well.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    “You’re not…” Childe’s head may have been angled like a baffled puppy, but he couldn’t help it, “Put off by all of that?”

    As the disk of orange dipped below the Liyuan waters and the twilight sky remained illuminated by dusky remnants of what had been, Zhongli’s golden-edged features took on a radiance of their own. It wasn’t the lights playing tricks on him when Childe saw the man’s eyes gleam, and he craved to know what that meant.

    “Perhaps I give you too much credit.” He was smiling, now, and Childe’s breath caught in his throat. That was certainly new. “Maybe you do not listen as much as I thought you do.”

     

    Childe processes just how different Rex Lapis, God of Contracts, and Zhongli, Wangsheng Funeral Consultant, really are.

    They coincide at the worst of times, and it does some truly awful things to his heart.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    Ajax was truly precious; he was a man with ambitions lofty enough to rival Tienheng-shan, and immensely interesting company to keep.

    Zhongli sought out said-company whenever he could.

    An associate, to an enemy, to a friend. A human who had fallen into the depths of carnage and never escaped; a bloodthirsty soldier who held more in common with ancient gods and monsters than his own flesh and blood.

    A jewel polished by the heartless brutality of the Abyss, only made more brilliant by his overwhelming keenness towards self-improvement.

    A being like Childe was never meant to be tamed; a wild spirit forcibly curbed by a god’s selfishness was inexcusable. Shackling Ajax to a Harbinger’s name, Tartaglia, the Tsaritsa’s Eleventh, without thought or care to the name given to him at birth…

    As if Ajax didn’t exist in her presence at all.

    Or: Zhongli and the Tsaritsa have a long-overdue meeting regarding the fate of the Eleventh Harbinger; tensions flare, godly bickering ensues, and an ancient dragon bares his fangs.

    Along with his heart.

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    16 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    Childe goes to Mondstadt on Fatui business, meets Lohen, and things proceed in predictable fashion.

    Upon exiting the building, Childe discovers waiting for him a young man wearing a noble's garb in shades of blue. But both the Favonian crest on his chest and the miniature crossbow strapped to his arm make it clear he was anything but.

    "I've heard of you, Mr. Harbinger," the knight says with a sardonic tilt to his lips. "They say you like to fight."

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    15 Jun 2026

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    After facing the echos of an old nightmare Diluc isn't okay

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    15 Jun 2026