Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

"You are like a glass lily." He tilted his head slightly, allowing himself to think better. It was a strange metaphor. Why?

There is another possibility, this sentence means not belonging here...then why use glazed lily to refer to it?

"I really like it. Is that a compliment? You are so young, don't compliment girls carelessly."

I got the answer I wanted. I have never been to Liyue, and haven't even seen it. How can I like it?

"Is your hometown far away?" Is it so far away that it doesn't belong to this world?

"It's very far away. I don't know your identity yet. Please introduce yourself before we talk more. You already know my identity, so I won't introduce myself again."

"My name is Wendy, and I'm the best bard in the world."

"There's no need for us to discuss this in detail." After hearing this introduction, he smiled, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Since we all know each other's identity, why don't we be frank?" Turning back, he saw that the ends of the god's hair were slightly lit up, the color of the wind. He took a defensive posture and carefully grasped the medicine bottle tied to his belt with one hand.

Even God will make you suffer!

In my previous life, I really liked gods. Most gods liked...

There will always be some people who hate others in the previous life. This is normal. Once a character is created, it is impossible to win the love of everyone. No matter how perfect it is, there will always be people who sing against it.

I hate one of the points about it, but I don't hate the whole character because of it. I just don't feel anything towards it.

As for this god, he liked him very much in his previous life, but not that much. However, if he really met him, he would still feel a vague sense of oppression.

Even if you just stand there and restrain your strength, you will bring an invisible pressure.

"Nice to meet you, I was called Barbatos..." He finally chose to speak to ease the atmosphere. He didn't want to be called by this name again, at least he didn't want to be called by this name anymore.

"Nice to meet you, your respected Lord Wind God." He smiled, swept his hands twice across the flower bed which had some fallen leaves, and sat down.

"Nice to meet you. Is that your real name?"

"I am like you. I will not use that name anymore." Let's bury the sorrow of the past along with the name...

"I want to know who is behind you." There is no trace of any existence. The power does not belong to the person in front of it, but it is willing to give the power to the person in front of it.

"No one." Is there anyone behind me? He turned his head to look behind him, then tilted his head slightly, making a puzzled gesture, "Are you trying to scare me? I'm a very timid person."

"I understand. Do you want an apple?" The person behind the scenes is not convenient to come forward... No, it is not necessarily a "person"

"Forget about apples. I can eat them, but I don't like the taste. By the way, I have a bottle of rare wine at home. Would you like to try it?" That was the wine given to the flower shop when it first opened. It was not difficult to give a bottle of good wine to a former tavern owner. I was just a little surprised to receive this opening gift. It turns out that the people of Mond are very easy to get along with.

"Wine?" His eyes suddenly brightened up, as if he was the wind god after his friend's death. Besides liking to listen to people's requests, he also pursued poetry and wine. Where is the home of the free wind?

I don't care about the taste of alcohol. I don't hate it, but I don't like it either. But I absolutely hate drunk people.

Because it was late at night, there was no one on the road. The patrol team had just left, and the world was unusually quiet.

When I got to the door, I remembered that I had just come down in a hurry and forgot to bring my key. The key in the clothes compartment opened the door and was placed on the bedside...

"I can't seem to go back...why don't you go get the wine and bring me the key as well?" After all, being able to transform into the appearance of a wind elf means that he is a god. If he can't even change his own form, what kind of god is he?

After a while, a tiny wind elf flew down slowly holding a wine bottle that was twice as big as its body, with the key hanging on the bottle.

"Ha." It's so cute. I laughed unconsciously. It's so cute!

"Where are you going to drink? I'll give it all to you. I have no interest in drinking." He didn't bring a cup and had no intention of drinking either, so he just gave it all to him.

"Thank you." He took out the piano in his hand and said, "How about this, in return, I will play a song for you."

Seeing that his fingers were about to pluck the strings, he reminded them, "Everyone here is resting now. We will disturb them. Let's go to Fengqidi."

How do you know this place? But I didn't ask, after all, the wind will bring everything. A few notes were plucked, and I closed my eyes and opened them again, and I was already under the tree. It was really a huge tree...

There were many crystal butterflies flying around, and a few of them landed on my body, which made me feel itchy.

Very cute and beautiful.

He started playing a ballad, or more precisely, he started telling a story. This time the story was about the king.

People could not straighten their backs in the wind of the lonely king in the high tower.

But the king thought it was a sign of respect from the people.

What was the king thinking when he was killed?

Are you wondering why your beloved people would choose to kill you?

Are you thinking that it was a mistake to use a barrier to block the wind and snow?

Are you wondering if you really did something wrong?

Maybe he figured it out... After all, even the residual thoughts of the demon god who volunteered to be killed were enough to turn the people around him into blocks of salt.

If a king who can cover the entire kingdom in a barrier does not have a carrier of power, will the whole country be directly exterminated?

If it is not voluntary, will this force flatten everything like the tip of the cliff?

"A lover, but not a king who can understand love..." This is the evaluation of the king.

"Do you think he is wrong?" The man who was immersed in his own emotions raised his head and met the eyes of the god, the eyes that carried the majesty of the god.

There has always been a conspiracy theory in later generations, saying that after the lonely king of the tower transferred all his power to the wind elves, his consciousness also transferred along with it, and he lived on under a new identity.

Once you are able to take over a body, the memories will come along with it. It's not that difficult.

"I should ask you this question. After all, only the people who experienced it can describe the scene, and everyone's description will be covered with their own cognition and emotions."

"..." Both of them were silent. Eldana was looking at the stars seriously. They were very beautiful stars. All destinies were in these stars... Everything was destined. The process could be changed, but the result could not be changed.