Tumgik
#this is just Five Nights with Zhongli lmaooo
mayaree-darling · 4 months
Text
history in the making // rex lapis (zhongli)
Tumblr media
from aree: inspired by the latest collab genshin has with the Sanxingdui Museum (and the trailer for said event). (Slightly SAGAU just bcoz but can be read as a normal Reverse Isekai AU)
Tumblr media
You're a security guard for the museum and you're out on your regular patrol for the night. All is quiet save for the tapping of your shoes on the marble floors and the jingle of keys hanging from your belt.
When you round the corner, you flinch. There's a man standing there, barefooted, just staring at the museum displays with curiosity. You accidentaly shine your light on him, unconsciously trying to get a better look at him and he turns to you.
Something about him was definitely off. He was wearing some kind of hooded robe. And... gloves? What else could they be? They reached from his shoulders to the very tips of his fingers, making his arms look brown like the very earth. Whatever gloves those were, they ran with veins of gold, making him glow under the museum darkness. But above all else, the most damning piece of evidence that he wasn't from around here were his golden eyes that almost seemed to glow brighter than the gold of his arms.
He definitely did not look like he belonged here, and yet, he looked like he was right at home in this very museum - if you said he was as ancient as the very displays, it felt like you'd be correct.
"You're not supposed to be around here right now." You say dumbly. What else were you supposed to say anyway? You're a security guard in a museum, your sole job was to kick people out past visiting hours.
His mouth ticks up at the corners, like you just said something funny. You would be offended at the thought of not being taken seriously while on the job, if you didn't think he suddenly looked more... human. The deadpan stare he had on earlier made him look too statuesque, too detached from everything.
"Then what say you would be the most apt time to pay a visit?" His voice is deep and melodious, almost intimidating if not for the playful lilt to his tone.
"Uh, 8:30 AM to 6 PM?" You rub the back of your neck, directing the flashlight to the museum entrance. The doors were firmly closed and locked. You can see him staring at you from the corner of your eye. "How did you even get in here...?"
He seems to think about your words, closing his eyes in thought. Without the glow of his eyes, you notice even the tips of his hair are golden. Maybe some kind of cosplayer? But by the looks of it, he seemed to move around too comfortable in his attire for it not to be every day wear. And his eyes didn't look like contact lenses. Finally, he opened his eyes, a mischievous glint to them.
"If I were to say I have arrived here through a dream, would you believe me?" His mouth forms a small smile and you blink at him.
"Guess you don't plan on telling me the truth," You sigh. "Fine then."
You tentatively touch the two-way radio on your belt. Should you call this in? Some guy in cosplay just found his way in and has no plans on telling you how he got here. You think you should tell someone. But...
"You are from here, correct?" He asks and you turn to him immediately. He really has a way of getting people's attention, especially with his voice. You nod at him. "Then might I ask you to tell me of what these statues mean?"
Huh. Now that you thought about it, he was looking at the displays when you first saw him, too. Maybe he'll cooperate easily with you if you tell him a couple of things about the museum. You should really tell someone, but at the same time-
You feel like the moment you tell someone else, he'd disappear from your view. You must be going mad.
"Follow me, then." You're no tour guide, but you do know of the things they speak of. So you repeat what you hear during the day.
You tell the golden-eyed man about the remains of the ancient Shu Kingdom four thousand years ago. You tell him of 50,000 artifacts unearthed in the ruins. He asks questions about the Bronze Age, of their masks and artworks, and you answer best you can while reading the displays.
Finally, you reach a corner where the fire exit is. He stops beside you.
"Sorry about this. But not gonna lie, I've let you stay long enough," you sigh.
He shakes his head and smiles softly. "You have done more than enough. I thank you for letting me see your world."
Your world? Odd choice of words. But if he really wasn't from here, then you guess in a sense this is a bit of your world.
"Just go past these doors and they'll lead you straight out the building. Do I need to escort you out?" He shakes his head and you open the door for him.
He passes through, but stops just before passing you. "May we meet again, Overseer."
"That's not really my name. Also I hope you wouldn't come back like this." You tell him your name, but he merely whispers it and smiles. "Oh, right, I forgot to ask yours."
He opens his mouth before closing it and shaking his head. "I fear that if I tell you my name, we will never see each other again. As such, I promise to tell you the next time we meet."
This guy gets weirder by the minute, but atleast your meeting was ending. "Just make sure to come back during visiting hours, alright? I don't wanna lose my job."
You close the door behind him, but just as you do, smoke and golden light slips past the cracks of the door. With a yelp, you throw the door open, expecting a fire, but there's nothing.
No robed man, no fire. Just the remains of a mist.
Maybe he was right.
Maybe you were dreaming.
You think it's a dream. Not until by the next night, you find the same man. Same golden eyes, in armor of brown and gold.
He looks to you and offers another smile.
And he tells you his name.
Tumblr media
✨ Masterlist ✨
Taglist: 💛@wonpielle 💜@shikanosn
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine and belong to their respective creators. Their portrayal is merely my own interpretation of them and may not be accurate to their intended characterization. I stake no claim to the original works, only to the ideas and plot of the fictitious stories I’ve written them into.
507 notes · View notes
zhongliologist · 3 years
Note
Congrats on 2k!! You deserve them all, you lovely Zhongli simper 😌 [I also love your jojo slip in +10000 points]. If you're still taking requests, I suppose my only 'funny' fact relates to genshin (not sure if that counts). I change the in-game clock to 8am. Kill Timmie's pigeons. Then talk to him. Every single day. I dislike Timmie and his pigeons a lot. + Diluc [he owns a bird so I felt this was appropriate. Please insult me sir]. No pressure to answer this but once again, congrats!!
akjshdkjasda what the heck this is so chaotic evil lmaooo (( im sorry,,, i didnt mean any jojo reference akjsdhski have never watched it but i know i should ;;w;;))
*
It’s been a few weeks already.
Diluc noticed that whenever he passed through the bridge to Mondstadt’s city proper, the kid’s pigeons were gone. Usually, he would scare them away and get reprimanded by the damn kid, yet for some reason, there were no pigeons left. 
He would’ve asked the kid if he was there, but he was also nowhere to be found. What could possibly happen to him which stopped him from going to the bridge every morning like he always did? Did he move? Was he murdered?
For some reason, Diluc was really concerned. 
That’s why he decided then that he would patrol the around the area from night till dawn, to see if there was something happening that has escaped his attention. 
For a while, he hadn’t seen anything. The night was slowly turning to day as the dark starlit night began to transform into blue purple hues of dawn. But it was around five in the morning when he finally saw some action. 
Timmy was there by the bridge, feeding his pigeons peacefully. He was talking to them and was generally sweet. Diluc was close to dismissing the case, thinking that he was just a little paranoid. That is until, at 8 am, he saw someone walking towards the bridge. 
DIluc knew it right away. It was you. 
Weird. He thought. 
It was then when you began to brandish your sword and prepared to unleash your skills and attacked all of Timmy’s pigeons--creating a rain of fowl meat. Diluc was frozen stunned on his feet, unable to do anything but watch in horror as you picked up one by one the fowl meat without any sense of remorse. To make it worse, you also talked to Timmy--who, without hearing what you were saying to him, Diluc knew you had traumatized the kid to the depths of his psyche. 
Then, in a split second, you turned your back and stared straight into space. Yet he knew you had spotted him in his hiding place. 
A shiver ran down his spine. 
It’s not the Abyss Mages he should worry about. It was you.
57 notes · View notes