Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

"Idiot." He cursed, looking at the note. "Even on his deathbed, he's still thinking about alcohol... No wonder he died so young."

“Yes.” Miss Ying nodded gently, her bright golden eyes flickering slightly. “That guy is always going too far, always drinking… He’s always like that, he’s never a good person.”

“But perhaps he didn’t really love drinking that much,” Ying said earnestly. “What he cherished, what he thought about until his death, was perhaps just the time he spent drinking. That might be his most precious treasure.”

"In the tavern in Mondstadt, I once heard a saying, 'Memory is also wine.' The days spent drinking with friends are buried under the cherry blossom trees. In the long, long brewing process, they settle into the taste of time. Whenever I take them out to drink alone, I savor the past days."

“So even as he was dying, he was still so attached to that jar of wine…” Ying said softly. “Memory was his wine, and he didn’t want to forget it even in death.”

“He shares his wine with you,” Ying paused, “because you are also remembered in his wine, and you are someone he cherishes.”

I would rather die than forget.

Is that so?

...It's infuriating.

That's really... infuriating.

Guo Beng stared at the words in a daze for a while, then exhaled and turned to the next page.

This is a double-layered note.

On the shores of the Fallen Star Lake in Mondstadt, a boy named "Kingdom Collapse" awaits me. Show him the Pillar of State Decree, and he will understand. Do not let anyone know about this.

Falling Star Lake...

He was aware of the nation's collapse, and the last task Kiyono Raiming gave him was to go to the shore of Falling Star Lake and meet a young man who possessed the Pillar of the Nation's Token.

He then informed the latter of the information about the Fools, and after completing this task, he had no further connection with Inazuma.

The young man who came was none other than Kiyono Kazein.

That was his first encounter with Kiyono Fuuin.

The wind whispers through the clear fields...?

This further confirms the authenticity of the note—it was indeed written by the old man, after all, the matter was done very discreetly, and only they knew about it.

As the story unfolds, the author continues reading, and upon reaching that particular line, his pupils dilate slightly.

When I die next, remember to give my heart to this boy.

Will I be the next one to die...?

Guo Beng frowned, unaware that his breathing was slightly rapid... The next me?

Heart...heart?

He recalled what Ying had told him before: "That heart comes from Qingye Fengyin, and also from Qingye Leiming," and "I entrust this heart to you, Madam." Guo Beng called it a lie; the old man never knew what he was pursuing.

Kiyono Raimei is stubborn and unreasonable, always acting on his own initiative; he has always been like that.

That's how it should be.

That should be the case.

But Guo Beng hesitated. He frowned, a slight pain throbbing in his empty chest. He didn't know where this stinging pain came from. He remembered the old man's gaze as he drank alone and looked at the Divine Cherry Tree—those gray, weary eyes. His martial arts were as strong as a young man's, but he was as forlorn as an old man.

I have a premonition that the heart of Orochi will be passed on to my next self; this is the heart of a god.

Does "Oropa" refer to Orobas?

In his old age, he retrieved the heart from the filth of the great serpent, intending to pass it on to those who came after him.

"The heart of the gods."

The nation collapsed, and he gazed at that word—from beginning to end, he was searching for the heart of the gods.

Throughout, Kiyono Raimei understood his wish.

And I want to pass on my heart to him; it's a very interesting thing.

He neither hindered, expressed his opinion, nor mentioned it—like a taciturn father, dull and unable to speak, yet he poured his heart out for his children's dreams.

Very clumsy.

"Damn old man." Guo Beng cursed, clutching the hem of the note. "...Who cares?"

“Whoever wants it,” he said, staring at the text. “Don’t make decisions on your own.”

“That’s what I hate most about you…” he cursed, but his voice trembled slightly. “You… are never reasonable.”

"It's the same after death. It's never been reasonable."

The collapse of the nation helped Inazuma for centuries; this is the reward he deserves.

“What I loathe most…what I hate most,” he paused, “is this land.”

In the filthy sacrifice at Tasha, his friends betrayed him, and the villagers, out of fear, called him a 'monster' and offered themselves as sacrifices to the evil god. From that moment on, from that betrayal, the Kingdom began to hate this land.

It was then that he met the old man. When that pure white blade annihilated the field, the man named Kiyono Raimei smiled at him:

From this day forward, you will be called "The Collapse of the Nation."

...

In Inatsume dialect, it means "cannon."

...

'To become the cannon of the Pillar Army, when the wind rises and the clouds fly, the cannon fires and blasts them to smithereens!'

'To anyone who insults you, blast them to smithereens! Let the roar of the cannons drown out all other noises; let it echo across the heavens.'

—"You will eventually become a real person."

The nation had long forgotten the origin of its dream, but perhaps it was on that day, when the old man promised it, "You will eventually become a real person," that the doll slowly began to harbor that desire.

This is the dream that Kiyono Raimei started, the promise that Kiyono Raimei made.

But he betrayed them.

"You never obeyed," Guo Beng gritted his teeth, cursing with resentment, "but you're dead!"

Life is like this: all children look forward to and admire their fathers, wanting to become as strong as their fathers. When the children finally grow up and fulfill their dreams, the fathers grow old and pass away. Who will be happy for all the achievements the children have made?

The thunder has ceased; even if the sky is clear and blue, there will be no more thunder to celebrate its end.

Please tell him: Kiyono Raimei has never broken his promise.

He kept his head down, remaining silent for a long, long time, until the sun slowly set and the sky gradually darkened, before he finally spoke softly:

"You're dead...."

The doll's shoulders trembled slightly. "Why? Having made a promise... why are you leaving?"

"Then what's the point of all this? Even if one ascends to godhood, what's the point?"

The note wasn't long; I was already nearing the end of it.

The autumn afternoon is almost over.

The lonely colors of the setting sun were painted in patches on the leaden sky. The gloomy sky was about to rain again. The gloomy sky was filled with faint thunder. The Guobeng stood at the end of the twilight. Suddenly, I felt the wind in the pavilion that was about to bring a mountain rain.

—His thunder will forever resonate in your chest.

"His thunder will forever beat in your chest."

"You will inherit his thunderous voice, and you will carry on his heart and his will."

Ying said earnestly, her bright golden eyes reflecting Guo Beng's face, "Guo Beng, this is the meaning—after Lei died, he hoped that you could become the new thunder, the next thunder following the previous one, so that this thunderstorm would not end."

"One day, your thunder will resound throughout the whole world."

"For Kiyono Raimei, for a mortal, the passing down of knowledge from generation to generation is his 'eternity'—the eternity of a mortal."

Life goes on endlessly, generation after generation, but the moon over the river remains the same year after year.

"A person truly dies when they are completely forgotten."

Ying gazed at the collapsing nation, "Father and child can forge eternity. The father has never left; he lives forever in the child's heart and inherits forever. This is its meaning."

The nation collapsed into silence.

“I’m using you. I’m using you, but I won’t deceive you. I’ll tell you… I’m using you,”

Ying confessed, "I'm using you to achieve my goals. I'm using you to fight against the Fools and rescue Qingnuoyan. Even so, even though you know we're using you, are you willing to help us?"

Ying didn't lie, but she wasn't completely honest either; she concealed Qing Nuoyan's identity.

When dealing with or negotiating with the Fools' Enforcers, always keep an insurance policy in place and never reveal the most important secret.

—This is the lesson the lady taught Ying.

Ying gazed into Guo Pang's eyes and made a final invitation, "Inazuma is dangerous. Once the Evil Eye Factory is established, all of Kiyono Raimei's efforts will be destroyed... Will you stop this thunderstorm?"

The country collapsed and remained silent for a very long time.

The clouds hung lower and lower, the last rays of dusk fading across the plains. Rolling thunder churned above the clouds. Guo Beng whispered:

"I just want to take back what is rightfully mine."

"What happens to Inazuma... is none of my business."

He said this, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

As the lightning struck and the world flickered in and out of focus, only the purest killing intent remained in Guo Luo's eyes.

The murderous intent was so intense and dark that it almost solidified into a tangible form.

The words from the past, the lady's words, slowly surfaced in my ears.

'Made works of art'

'Watching the heartbeat of mortals'

'This is interesting'

Lady, lady, lady, lady, lady, lady...!

The heart in the woman's hands was clearly entrusted to her by the old man, yet she took it for herself. They were both colleagues of the Fools, yet the woman deceived him.

He was deceived.

They took what rightfully belonged to him.

It was the lady who killed Kiyono Fuuin, and it was also the lady who killed Kiyono Raimei. She killed the old man and also usurped his heart... Lady!