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Stonebound Devotion " Zhongli x Reader "

"I must ask you once more," he said, voice low and trembling. "Do you truly understand what you've accepted?"

You stepped forward, heart pounding. "I do."

He turned, and the look in his eyes nearly shattered you. Centuries of solitude, of watching mortals live and die, of burying love beneath duty—now laid bare before you.

"If you take my heart," he said, "you take my burden. My silence. My grief. I will not age, but you will. I will remember every moment, even when the world forgets. I will carry you long after time has taken you."

Tears welled in your eyes, but you did not falter.

"Then let me be your memory," you whispered. "Let me be the warmth that lingers. The voice that echoes. The love that never fades."

Zhongli's composure cracked. He crossed the distance between you in a single breath, hands trembling as they cupped your face.

"You are brave," he said, voice breaking. "Braver than any mortal I have known."

And then he kissed you—not gently, but with centuries of longing, of restraint finally undone. The geo energy around you surged, golden light spiraling into the sky as if the very earth bore witness to your vow.

In that moment, you were no longer mortal and god. You were soul and soul—bound by love, sealed by devotion, and written into the stone of eternity.

The sacred chamber beneath the cliffs of Guyun Stone Forest echoed with silence. Pillars carved with ancient contracts loomed around you, each one etched with the weight of Liyue's history. This was the altar of Rex Lapis—where gods once made promises that shaped the world.

Zhongli stood before it, no longer cloaked in divinity, but in vulnerability. You watched as he placed the glowing stone—the fragment of his heart—upon the altar. It pulsed once, then dimmed, as if waiting.

"I come not to renew a contract," he said, voice resonating through the chamber, "but to break one."

The geo around you trembled.

"For millennia, I vowed to serve Liyue. To protect, to endure, to remain untouched by mortal ties. But today, I choose differently."

He turned to you, eyes burning gold.

"I choose love. I choose you."

The altar flared with golden light, resisting his declaration. The stone cracked, a warning. But Zhongli did not flinch.

"I have upheld every oath. But this—this is the one I make freely. No god commands it. No law binds it. Only my heart."

You stepped forward, placing your hand over his.

"If the world cannot accept it," you whispered, "then let us reshape it."

The chamber shook. The stone shattered—not in destruction, but in release. A wave of geo energy surged outward, not violent, but warm. The altar dimmed, and the silence that followed was not empty—it was sacred.

Zhongli looked at you, awe in his gaze.

"You have changed me," he said. "Not with power, but with love."

And as the dust settled, he knelt before you—not as Rex Lapis, but as Zhongli. A man who had.

The shattered stone lay in fragments across the altar, its glow fading into soft embers. But at the center, one shard remained—smooth, golden, and pulsing faintly with warmth. It was no longer a symbol of divine duty. It was the seal of a new vow.

Zhongli reached for it, cradling the shard in his palm. His fingers trembled—not from fear, but from the gravity of what he was about to do.

"This seal," he murmured, "once bound me to a nation. Now, it binds me to you."