Genshin Impact: I, Heavenly Principle, Will Make Teyvat Supreme

Currently, aside from One-Eyed King Irmin, who perished during the cataclysm of Khaenri'ah while resisting the Abyss's invasion, the other five individuals remain alive in this world.

To Noah, this was akin to a war where all the soldiers and their families had perished, yet the instigators of the conflict continued to live freely. Then, to add insult to injury, they shifted the blame entirely onto Teyvat, shamelessly pointing fingers at the Heavenly Principle. The absurdity of it was laughable.

Five hundred years ago, Dainsleif accompanied Aether on his journey across the seven nations. Wasn't it because Aether and Lumine had been summoned by the six rings forged from the remains of the otherworldly traveler?

There was a seventy percent likelihood that Khaenri'ah intended to replicate their ancestors' actions—extracting power from the twins to feed Khaenri'ah's ambitions. However, their plan was uncovered by the twins, who sought to leave Teyvat. This led to the eventual confrontation where Aether was informed that Dainsleif was their enemy.

One thing that must be acknowledged: that otherworldly traveler had a remarkable tenacity for survival. Even after his powers were stripped away, his body dismembered into six rings, and his soul crystallized into Abyssal energy, he still hadn't truly perished. His soul remained sealed within the ruins of the Chasm, manifesting as the enormous crystalline structure referred to in the Caribert story as the self-proclaimed sinner.

And indeed, he was a sinner. Without him, the Seelie Kingdom wouldn't have been destroyed by Phanes, nor would the war between Phanes and the Three Moon Sisters have erupted prematurely.

"The Foul, Vedrfolnir and the rest of those sinners—they must die."

Noah stowed away the Star-Devouring Whale, his golden eyes cold and tinged with a pure, razor-sharp killing intent. Although faint, it was terrifying in its purity.

Rhinedottir was an exception—her pursuits were singular, almost naïve, driven by a pure curiosity. But Vedrfolnir and the rest? They were nothing but schemers with insatiable ambition.

Pierro, for instance, shifted all of Khaenri'ah's destruction onto the Heavenly Principle, conveniently ignoring his own culpability as the mastermind behind a calamity that nearly annihilated Teyvat.

He fled to Snezhnaya, waving the banner of rebellion against the Heavenly Principle.

I mean, really?!

Let it not be forgotten that Phanes created humanity. Khaenri'ah was a nation steeped in humanity's worst traits: betrayal, deception, and treachery. They stabbed their Creator in the back, sided with the Abyss, and brought Teyvat to the brink of destruction.

Honestly, Noah could understand why Phanes, in their rage, turned all of Khaenri'ah's people into Hilichurls.

Skirk sighed inwardly, remaining composed despite the Heavenly Principle's scathing words.

After all, Teyvat was now his garden, and her master's misdeeds within it were simply reaping their just rewards.

The strong do as they wish—how could the weak complain? If a weakling dies as a result of a strong one's careless actions, that is simply fate. And here I am, collared and powerless to even secure my own future. I'll keep my thoughts to myself.

With that, Noah led the collared Skirk, along with Furina and Neuvillette, out of the Primordial Sea and back to the Opera Epiclese.

Noah turned to Furina, reaching out to ruffle her hair. "Well, your wish has been fulfilled. The rewards for this time have been distributed. I hope you'll continue to work diligently."

Furina froze, caught between flustered panic and awestruck delight. Her hands hovered awkwardly in the air, unsure where to place them.

The Lord Heavenly Principle patted my head. Oh, my gods!

Not only that, but his tone and gaze had softened ever so slightly.

Was it just my imagination?

Furina quickly straightened her posture and stiffly replied, "Yes, L-Lord Heavenly Principle, I will certainly work even harder."

Noah watched Furina's tense demeanor and, hearing her inner thoughts, let a faint smile play across his lips.

Though Furina had lived for five hundred years, her personality was surprisingly innocent.

Then again, being an aspect of Focalors' persona, Furina's simplicity mirrored that of Focalors herself. The gods always seemed to be either overly simple or overly obsessed with certain things.

After lingering in Fontaine for a little while longer, savoring a cup of coffee personally brewed by Furina, Noah finally left the city at a leisurely pace.

At the top of the Palais Mermonia, inside Furina's room, sat a half-finished cup of coffee on the table. Though it was Furina's cup, the coffee wasn't hers.

Furina patted her chest in relief. "Lord Heavenly Principle isn't that scary after all. He's actually really gentle with us."

As she spoke, her gaze curiously shifted to her divine persona, Focalors.

"But, do you think Lord Heavenly Principle treats me like a child? Always patting my head or flicking my forehead? I mean, sure, I'm only five hundred years old, so I'm as young as the little Kusanali next door among the gods, but in my mind, I'm fully an adult!"

Furina puffed out her chest proudly as she said this.

"Besides," she added, "that little Kusanali is still stuck in her childlike form."

Focalors seemed to grasp something and smiled knowingly. "Is that so? Well, I am you, and you are me. If you don't understand, I certainly wouldn't either."

Though she wasn't entirely sure, Focalors began to form a small suspicion.

Does Lord Heavenly Principle have feelings for Furina? Or perhaps… for me as well?

Although she was a god, her position as a second-generation god forcibly imbued with a god's persona left her with a unique perspective.

Her previous form was that of a Oceanid. Back then, she would often gaze toward the world of humans, befriending many of them and learning what emotions meant to their fleeting lives.

Perhaps Lord Heavenly Principle also believed that emotions held profound meaning.

Regardless of what Lord Heavenly Principle asked her to do, she would never hesitate.

While Lord Heavenly Principle's pardon of Fontaine's original sin was a reward for their service to Teyvat, Focalors understood that a better Teyvat ultimately benefited the people of Fontaine as well.

She could feel Lord Heavenly Principle's mercy.

Moreover, despite Lord Heavenly Principle's immense and unfathomable power, he did not act wantonly, even with emotions as complex as those of humans.

She had seen firsthand the corruption that came when mortals gained power.

How fortunate they were to have such a merciful Lord Heavenly Principle.

...

Meanwhile, in Inazuma on Narukami Island.

Noah hadn't brought Skirk with him. Besides occasionally toying with her, what other purpose could she serve?

After all, he had serious business to attend to.

Now that Teyvat was secure, it was time to clean up the trash left in his domain.

First on the agenda was reclaiming the powers of the Witches of Hexenzirkel—The Circle of Witches. While most of them—except for Rhinedottir—had behaved, Teyvat could not tolerate forces beyond his control.

Next, he would eliminate the masterminds of Khaenri'ah's sins. Lastly, there was Tsaritsa, the Cryo Archon.

Compared to the first two tasks, dealing with Tsaritsa was practically a trivial matter.

A thread of destiny appeared in Noah's palm, stretching toward a floating island near the ruins of the Night Kingdom beneath the Abyss.

"Rhinedottir, since you're so fond of studying the creation of life, I'll have to give you a proper lesson on how to create life. Heh."

...

Yashiori Island, Mount Yougou

On the stone steps leading to the Grand Narukami Shrine, a girl in a delicate sheer outfit, with her gown split at the back resembling a fish tail, wobbled her way down the mountain.

Sangonomiya Kokomi felt as though a volcano was erupting in her stomach. She was in agony, her head spinning.

She had thought that after being appointed as the head of the Watatsumi Island's civil administration by the Shogun, she would lead her people into a prosperous and peaceful life.

To be fair, the people of Watatsumi Island were indeed enjoying comfortable and worry-free days now. However, her own days were anything but peaceful—her future seemed bleak.

Politically, the Shogun hadn't made things difficult for her. On the contrary, the Shogun entrusted her with numerous critical tasks, demonstrating extraordinary faith in her. Though the overwhelming workload kept her constantly busy, she was genuinely happy.

This trust proved that the Shogun sincerely relied on her.

But everything changed a month ago when she was summoned to the Grand Narukami Shrine.

The Shogun personally prepared a meal and graciously offered it to her. Kokomi, overwhelmed by the honor, was left speechless. But after taking a few bites, before she could even thank the Shogun, she lost consciousness.

When she awoke, Lady Kitsune Saiguu had fed her several bowls of bitter medicine to nurse her back to health.

Initially, she thought the Shogun was punishing her and spent several days in terrified reflection. However, the second time she was called to the Grand Narukami Shrine, she realized this wasn't the case.

Even Lady Kitsune Saiguu, Lady Yae Miko, and even Kujou Sara had been treated to meals prepared by the Shogun.

After the meal, the Shogun eagerly asked her if the food was delicious.

How could she possibly say it wasn't?

And thus, her troubles began. Every few days, she would be summoned to the shrine to dine.

Now, as Kokomi descended the mountain, her vision blurred, and her head swam. She thought miserably to herself, Am I going to roll down these steps and die here?

Just as she felt her footing slip, she suddenly collided with a warm, firm chest. A teasing voice sounded in her ears.

"Well, well, isn't this the ornamental fish? Throwing yourself into my arms like this—are you volunteering to be my dinner?"

Noah looked down at the dazed Sangonomiya Kokomi who had stumbled into his embrace, his tone playful.

Seriously? How much of Ei's cooking did she eat to be poisoned to this degree? Is Ei's cooking worse than rat feed now?

Kokomi felt a warm hand rest on her stomach. The unbearable discomfort instantly subsided, and her foggy mind cleared.

Her vacant gaze quickly regained focus, and she found herself staring into a familiar face.

This is…?

Kokomi's expression froze in a moment of panic, forming a comical face that screamed helplessness and fear. She looked weak, pitiful, and too scared to speak.

Her mind raced frantically, the god from Celestia, the god from Celestia…

She instantly understood the situation. Moments ago, she had eaten the Shogun's cooking and gotten food poisoning on her way back. By sheer misfortune, she had fallen straight into the arms of the god from Celestia.

Noah looked at Sangonomiya Kokomi's expression and spoke teasingly, "So, it's a dazed little ornamental fish. Not even a word of thanks? You should know how lucky you are to have fallen into my arms."

Sangonomiya Kokomi quickly stepped back from the god's embrace. "I-I'm sorry, Lord God. It wasn't intentional. Please forgive me."

Noah waved his hand. "All right, all right. Look at how scared you are."

Kokomi hastily added, "Thank you for saving me."

"Are you here to see the Shogun? I'll guide you. Please don't find it bothersome," she said with a slight bow, then began leading the way back down the path.

Her face was pale as she thought to herself, If I go back, will the Shogun make me eat again?

Noah followed behind the ornamental fish, appreciating her figure.

Indeed, she truly resembled a fish—a graceful one at that. As a descendant of the Divine Priestess lineage of Orobashi, she bore a trace of Orobashi's blessing.

Feeling the tangible gaze on her from behind, Kokomi instinctively brought her hands to her chest. Her cheeks flushed, and her heartbeat quickened.

Could this divine lord want me to become his priestess?

...

At the Grand Narukami Shrine

The shrine maidens working here all wore uneasy expressions. Some clutched their stomachs occasionally, glancing fearfully at the Shogun, who was cooking under the Sacred Sakura Tree.

Fortunately, most of the food the Shogun prepared ended up being eaten by Lady Kitsune Saiguu and Yae Miko.

Raiden Ei placed a freshly made plate of fried tofu on the table and pushed it toward Kitsune Saiguu with a gentle expression that resembled that of a devoted wife.

"Kitsune Saiguu, I've made your favorite fried tofu this time. I consulted every renowned chef in Inazuma. It's sure to suit your taste."

Kitsune Saiguu's ears twitched, and her mouth twitched as well as she stared at the plate of tofu that was white tinged with red, red tinged with black, and black tinged with scorch marks.

Adopting a loving expression, she slowly pushed the plate toward Yae Miko and said gently, "Miko, you've always loved fried tofu since you were a little fox. I still remember when you used to curl up in my arms as a child, asking me to feed you. You were so adorable back then."

Yae Miko's nose twitched, her eyes turning red as she was moved to the verge of tears.

"Lady Saiguu… Actually, I'm not hungry…"

Kitsune Saiguu smiled warmly. "Miko, I know you want to save the best for me, but I raised you from a little fox. Don't I know your filial heart?"

Yae Miko felt utterly defeated. With tears in her eyes, she finally said, "I suddenly feel a little hungry again…"

Lady Saiguu, you're too cruel. You even brought up how you raised me and my sense of filial piety. How can I argue against that?

As Raiden Ei's subordinate, I can't just flip the table and say, "Your cooking is poison."

And even if I did, Ei wouldn't listen. She's too focused on honing her cooking to expedite Makoto's reincarnation. She'll keep doing it anyway.

If I don't eat it, she'll probably feed it to Inazuma's citizens. That would be even worse—it might actually kill someone.

This is all Lord Noah's fault! Why did you encourage Ei to cook? You've really made things difficult for me!

Just as Miko nervously raised a piece of fried tofu to her mouth with trembling chopsticks, a voice interrupted.

"Shogun, the god from Celestia has arrived."

Raiden Ei, Yae Miko, and Kitsune Saiguu immediately turned to look. There, walking toward them, was Lord Noah himself, the Heavenly Principle.

Yae Miko's heart leapt with joy, but as she recalled the suffering of the past month, a surge of resentment bubbled up. Her eyes darted to the fried tofu in her hand, her gaze turning sly.

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