"Rebirth....I had heard the stories but I've never seen it in-person. It will be a wonderful sight, won't it?"

Scenario: He had only recalled your explanation to him about the recycling of your life into something new....witnessing it now felt like an honor.

what the is going on with this new image formatting i want to kms

So i don't want to abandon the whole 'characters taking care of the creator' thing i did before so i changed it to a scenario where the creator periodically has a 'rebirth' to regain their lost energy and goes through a cycle of being reborn, but they age quickly. so....you're a legal age around this time. eighteen, nineteen, twenties; yadayada. maybe you're older but your mentality is still in angsty teen phase idk

sigh it's been a while since i've done any SAGAU stuff and i always resort back to Zhongli as a safe way to get back into it again lol

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Zhongli had heard stories of how your rebirths worked: you'd gather all your current energy, go into a slumber, dissolve your current physical form, and then be reborn. He had never witnessed such procedures during his long lifetime, but he would recall your words explaining the process to him back during the first creation of Teyvat. It looked as if the story of your rebirth had also been passed down as a myth among the mortal folk, that your ceremony of being reborn meant that the lands would flourish even greater than before with your newfound energy.

From the moment you first stepped back onto Teyvat and embraced your creations in the current age, you had told your beloved Archons that your rebirth period was drawing near and to be cautious about it. Your current form would be gone, and you'd be created into a new vessel with stronger powers than before.

"Er....does this mean we're going to witness Their Grace as a waddling toddler...?" Venti had awkwardly asked as you and the other Archons were meeting together in Mondstadt for a picnic in the grassy fields. His glass of wine was forgotten on the blanket as the Anemo Archon thought long and hard. "That would be a shock, seeing our own Creator be younger than us....and if they have their powers...."

"....yes, it'll definitely be difficult to handle," Neuvillette commented (Furina sitting next to him and wolfing down a slice of cake). "We'll have to isolate Their Grace somewhere safe and protected so their powers don't hurt anyone or somebody tries to harm them while in their vulnerable state. It wouldn't be good to leave them alone, though, so we should all periodically visit to check on their status."

"It shouldn't be too long, right?" Mavuika scratched her hair. "Their Grace said that their rebirth period lasts shorter than a regular mortal's; they'll be a full adult by the end of a month, so around thirty days of aging. That should be nothing out of our schedules to check on them."

"We'd have to find a proper place to shield Their Grace during this period, then," Ei spoke, a hand gently placed on her chest. "....I would offer Inazuma, but I don't believe I deserve Their Grace's presence after all that I have done..."

"Geez, you need to lighten up, Sparky," Mavuika sighed. "Their Grace forgave you already for your whole campaign for eternity, right?"

"If I may," Zhongli finally spoke up, everyone looking towards him. "....I offer Liyue as a safe-haven for Their Grace during their rebirth. I can craft a private home within the mountains to shelter them with proper guards, and the public will be kept in secret of their circumstances. I am willing to take over the responsibility entirely for the month of seeing their growth into a new vessel to ease everyone's burdens."

"Whoa! Talk about taking the initiative! That's our Rex Lapis, always on top of things and being greedy in hoarding Their Grace all to himself~" Venti snickered as Zhongli sent him an annoyed look. "Still, it's not a bad idea. Liyue is protected with all those mountains, and Zhongli could use something to keep him occupied outside of his responsibilities at the funeral parlor that doesn't include wasting Mora."

"If everyone else in agreement, I do not mind these arrangements," Neuvillette nodded, Furina agreeing with a thumbs up as well as her mouth was full of cake.

"Hell yeah! Besides, the old dragon is probably a lot more responsible than any of us!" Mavuika laughed.

"....I shall allow it," Ei softly spoke. "And....I hope I have time to come and visit Their Grace if you'll allow me, Zhongli."

"Archons will be welcome to come and go as they please to visit Their Grace so long as I am notified in advance," Zhongli sipped his wine before glancing at you. "....I am glad we all could agree so easily. Do not worry, Your Grace; we shall all make sure you are protected and are reborn with comfort and peace."

....that was a month ago. Zhongli had crafted a modest Liyue-styled home within the mountains near the city that was high up in the sky. Nearly impossible to reach by mortal-standards, it was easy enough for Archons to come and go as they pleased. He had crafted Geo constructs to guard the entrance and act as staff within the home, cleaning, cooking, and caring for the Creator.

After you had notified your loyal Archons that you'd begin the process, you journeyed to the home and Zhongli was there to witness the process. It was a sight he would never forget...beautiful and ethereal in its own way. All of your energy condensed together, your body glowing with a soft light before it started to dissolve. Slowly, slowly, bit by piece, until all that was left was a singular floating, golden seed. He had recalled your instructions, and had gently cradled the seed. Bringing it to a private room adorned with soft decorations, he carefully planted the seed into the soil of a large porcelain pot.

And then he waited.

Days passed, perhaps around three or four, before a golden flower bloomed from the pot and you had been reborn into a new vessel that sprouted from the petals. A....wisp. Similar to the old form that Venti used to be way back in the beginning, but golden and with its form flickering into unknown shapes and colors as it floated in front of him.

"....I suppose Venti was wrong about the Creator turning into a waddling toddler," Zhongli had murmured, observing your form curiously. You couldn't speak, and your form was innocent and pure.

The next few days had passed as him and the constructs cared for your new form. On the fifteenth day, Zhongli finally witnessed your wisp form have the realization of taking a shape, and he saw the process. A warm glow from your form, his arms coming up to shield his eyes before he finally lowered them as the light died.

....there you were. The Geo Archon felt his breath hitch in a familial fondness as he witnessed your new vessel. Still looking youthful, perhaps around young adult age, but these new features made warmth bloom in his chest. Soft clothes fit your new body, being a golden oversized robe that lay on your shoulders over your outfit. It fit you beautifully, and Zhongli felt a reverence that was familiar to back in the beginning when you had first crafted him in your hands.

"....Your Grace," Zhongli gently knelt down on one knee, a hand to his chest. "....welcome back. How do you feel? Does anything seem off...?"