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

The Divine Nail had not appeared in Teyvat for over two millennia.

Coincidentally, the last time it fell was in this very desert, long before the era of King Deshret, and when the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata had just been born.

Among the current Seven, only Venti, Buer, and Zhongli had personally witnessed the descent of the Divine Nail.

Outside of the Seven, the only other to have seen it was the Goddess of Flowers Malikata, who had recently been resurrected in the barren rocky desert nearby.

She was teaching the Pari of her garden, just as she had taught humans knowledge and civilization two thousand years ago.

The Nail's descent was deeply felt by Malikata and the Pari closest to the event.

"Ah! So scary, so scary! The sky has turned so frightening!"

"Lady Malikata, the desert next door has become terrifying and freezing!"

The Pari chirped as they pointed at the swirling sky, shivering at the biting cold that had caused the water at the edge of their garden to freeze.

Squealing in fear, they flew to Malikata's feet, trembling.

For the Pari, there was no safer place than by their Lady Malikata's side.

Malikata gazed at the Nail descending from the sky. Her eyes held no fear. Instead, she clasped her hands to her chest, her gaze full of admiration.

"Ah... Lord of the Eternal Throne... such power surpasses even the Primordial One, an absolute, supreme force..."

Her mind filled with the memory of the golden eyes and infinitely dignified face she had seen the moment she awoke.

She had been terrified at first.

But now, the more she thought of that handsome face, the more her heart longed for it.

She yearned to follow him, to do many things for him, even if it meant he would only look at her once.

Just one glance would be enough.

To this end, she had planted thousands of flowers in the once-barren garden, hoping the Lord would like it when he visited again and perhaps linger a little longer.

She gently wove a crown of flowers, made from countless blooms, wishing she could place it on his head the next time he came.

Looking down at the Pari huddled at her feet, she spoke softly.

"Do not be afraid, my children. That is the power of the Lord of Celestia, punishing those who harm the world."

"That Lord would never harm kind-hearted children."

The Pari, like innocent children, chirped and asked her endless questions.

Malikata patiently answered each one, sending them off before turning to a girl who danced and hummed a soft tune in the midst of the blooming garden.

"Columbina, have you thought of an even more beautiful song and dance?" she asked warmly.

The girl, once the Third Seat among the Eleven Harbingers of Snezhnaya, had come to Malikata's garden in response to the Goddess of Flowers's call after her curse was lifted.

Columbina ceased her dance, bowing slightly to Malikata. Her voice, clear and melodious like a nightingale, replied, "Yes, Grandmother."

Her eyes glimmered with boundless affection.

"I hope my dance will make that Lord look at me, just once."

"That Lord who saved me..."

The Seelie were inherently romantic at heart.

Born to idolize strength, they revered figures of great power.

Phanes, their original creator, was a cold and detached goddess consumed by her duties.

The traveler from another world was undeniably powerful in his own right.

And during the age of the Teyvat pantheon, the only male deity of note, the Lord of the Stars, was already the shared lover of the three Moon Goddesses.

The appearance of the traveler from another world instantly captured the heart of the first leader of the Seelie. This was the catalyst for a series of tragedies.

Now, Noah, who had ascended as the Heavenly Principle, was a Descender far more powerful than Phanes, with a visage that perfectly aligned with the Seelie sense of beauty.

Moreover, Noah had resurrected the Goddess of Flowers and lifted the Seelie curse, arriving in their world as a savior.

To the romance-driven Seelie, this was a complete and utter dimensional superiority.

Both Malikata and Columbina, the two surviving human-like Seelie, instantly fell for him.

Hopelessly in love.

Even Columbina, who had never seen his face, idealized him in her mind until he became a perfect, flawless figure.

…

Fontaine.

Focalors, Neuvillette, Skirk, and the Witch Barbeloth simultaneously sensed the terrifying upheaval occurring nearby.

All they could see was the sky above the desert near Lumidouce's port turning pitch-black, with thunder and lightning illuminating the darkness. A cold wind carried the freezing atmosphere from the desert into Fontaine's waters.

The shore near Lumidouce's port was already coated in a layer of silvery frost.

Focalors and Neuvillette instantly appeared at the highest point of Lumidouce's port.

Neuvillette's expression was grim. "What happened? Why would the Lord impose an ultimate judgment upon that land less than two days after leaving Fontaine?"

Focalors, simultaneously frightened and contemplative, murmured, "That place… it seems to be the location where the gate to Khaenri'ah was sealed five hundred years ago..."

As a second-generation Archon, she had not witnessed the battlefield of Khaenri'ah firsthand and didn't fully understand its significance.

Neuvillette pondered aloud, "Is it to reinforce the seal? But..."

According to his inherited knowledge, the purpose of the Divine Nail was to stabilize the broken ley lines, not to seal anything.

The annihilation of all things was merely a secondary effect—after all, freezing such massive ley line energy would naturally destroy everything.

Focalors patted her chest in alarm. "Let's not speculate about the Lord Heavenly Principle's intentions. Whatever it is, it must be beneficial to the world."

Neuvillette nodded. "That Lord's will is unfathomable. Our guesses are futile. I'll return to handle affairs."

...

Court of Fontaine.

In a cold drink shop, Skirk sipped on a chilled beverage, her thoughts wandering.

Her master's presence had appeared in the desolate rocky desert, followed by a massive upheaval. Finally, her master's aura, along with those of the Wise and the Visionary, disappeared.

Gulp.

Skirk touched the collar around her neck, swallowing nervously.

The memory of recent events surfaced in her mind.

The Heavenly Principle had clearly stated that her master, the Wise, and the Visionary must die.

So...

"My master has already been killed?"

...

Meanwhile, at Rococo Toy Store.

Astromancer Barbeloth curled up under a blanket, trembling as she nervously bit her thumb.

"So terrifying, so terrifying... Disciple, hurry back and share your master's burdens!"

Just arriving at Lumidouce, Mona shivered in the biting cold, hugging herself as tears welled up from the sheer terror of the unfolding catastrophe.

"Achoo! Oh heavens! If I had left the desert even a little later, I'd be dead by now! Why did I take the desert route instead of the safe one? I must find my master as soon as possible!"

...

Sumeru City

The desert was also part of Sumeru, and Buer could clearly feel the fury descending from the heavens above.

"The Divine Nail! So that's it? It's to end those who defy and reclaim the authority beyond their control."

Buer touched her chest, seemingly reminiscing about the domineering mark that great lord had left on her. She smiled gently.

Perhaps no one in this world understood that lord better than she did.

He appeared carefree and fond of amusement, but in reality, he was utterly domineering—more so than the original Phanes.

In his eyes, everything in the world belonged to him. How could he tolerate any power existing outside his grasp?

But at the same time, he was tender. If you obeyed him and followed his will, he would even indulge your whims.

His only demand was that you were his possession, and he would protect you.

Nahida, another god of Sumeru, could naturally sense the terrifying power in the desert. "Greater Lord Rukkhadevata, are there sinners in the desert who defy the Heavenly Principle?"

Having absorbed most of the knowledge and wisdom of the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata, she could now judge such matters independently. Though not always precise, her understanding was close enough.

Buer looked at Nahida with a gentle expression. "Yes, those who defy the Heavenly Principle are our enemies as well."

Nahida nodded. In her recent integration of the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata's knowledge from the World Tree, she had come to understand much, including human emotions she had previously been unclear about.

Her small hands instinctively touched her ears, and her adorable cheeks flushed slightly. She had learned what it meant to feel shy.

...

Liyue.

In the bustling bird-and-flower market, Zhongli suddenly raised his head to gaze into the distance. In his calm and mature eyes, a flicker of astonishment flashed.

"That kind of power…"

What happened? Why would the Lord Heavenly Principle drop a Divine Nail in the Sumeru desert?

Three thousand years ago, when he was still young, and the Archon War had barely begun five centuries prior, he had personally witnessed such a nail descend upon the lands of Mond.

In the valley beneath Mt. Tianheng, a human-founded kingdom, Sal Vindagnyr, was buried in an instant by the force of the Divine Nail.

All life was frozen in that moment.

Not only that, but elemental power, ley line energy, time, and space—everything was sealed.

Even his younger self, had he faced such a nail directly, would have been subdued.

And this was merely the casual strength of the Heavenly Principle.

At that moment, he understood that no one could stand against the Heavenly Principle.

"The northern desert… Khaenri'ah, perhaps?"

Though he didn't know the full story, Zhongli could infer a part of it with some speculation.

...

Mond.

"Pfft—!"

Venti, mid-drink, spat out the wine he had just begged for, spraying it all over the person who had treated him.

"Hey, hey! What's wrong with you, Venti? This isn't cheap wine! I only treated you because your story moved me!"

Venti quickly apologized, "Sorry, sorry, I just choked. I didn't mean to disparage it. How could I ever dislike wine? Even if it's cheap wine, I could drink it all day."

"Well, for a poor poet like you, having wine is already a blessing."

A chill flashed through Venti's heart as he glanced toward Sumeru.

I didn't sense that wrong, did I? The Divine Nail actually descended on Sumeru?

The wind blowing from Sumeru carried information he could understand.

He had witnessed firsthand the destruction wrought by the Divine Nail before.

That place... could it be that the seal on Khaenri'ah has been compromised?

Venti shook his head. Forget it, forget it. It's far away from me, and it has nothing to do with me.

As long as the trouble doesn't land on his doorstep, he could keep playing and drinking.

Finally free, he was going to enjoy this carefree life to the fullest.

Venti shamelessly turned back to the kind soul who had bought him wine. "Sir, I choked earlier. This wine, could you…?"

"Fine, fine. Pity for you, poor poet. I'll buy you another drink."

Venti was overjoyed. "Thank you, sir! May the Anemo Archon bless you!"

...

At this moment, the desert had transformed into a vast snowfield, forming a jarring visual contrast with the surrounding yellow sand of the desert.

The desert dwellers and Sumeru scholars who had ventured into the desert weren't killed but were now shivering from the freezing cold.

Under Noah's control, the descending Divine Nail only eradicated anomalies outside his supreme order.

Any power not under his control as the Heavenly Principle was considered a foreign entity in the world.

At the center of the transformation, three figures inheriting the power of the Otherworldly Traveler were instantly frozen at the moment the Nail descended. As space twisted and shattered, they were obliterated, leaving not a single trace of material behind.

The only remnant at the focal point was a half-buried, ornate stone pillar.

Three orbs of dark purple energy and three rings hovered on the Divine Nail.

Crack!

Space fractured, pulling the three orbs and rings into its void.

...

The void space within the world.

On the small floating island of Rhinedottir's experiments, Noah stretched out his hand. The three orbs of dark purple energy and three rings emerged from a spatial rift.

The orbs exuded an ominous aura, as if they were enemies of the world, yet they remained intricately tied to it—a truly paradoxical existence.

Rhinedottir, who had been pouring mysterious substances into a glass bottle for her alchemical experiments, stopped her work and turned toward the familiar orbs and rings.

"Those are… the inherited powers of Surtalogi, Vedrfolnir and Hroptatyr. Master… did you just kill them?"

As she spoke, she swallowed nervously. She hadn't seen the master leave or even lift a hand…

Noah raised his hand dismissively and said coldly, "Crazy woman, are you looking to get slapped?"

Rhinedottir immediately shut her mouth and quietly resumed her work, suppressing her inner shock.

Her master could transform Teyvat into a dimensional world; killing Surtalogi and the others remotely was hardly surprising.

It was all beyond her comprehension anyway.

Noah's golden eyes gleamed with excitement as he studied one of the black-purple energy orbs in his palm.

This is the power of the Otherworldly Traveler, the purest and most essential form—Void Realm Force, isn't it?

With this, I can go directly to unseal Phanes' bindings and take control of the Void Realm Force System!

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