After transmigrating to the Teyvat front lines in Snezhnaya, Lu Yuan became a disposable soldier in a suicide squad, without even a Vision. At the moment the Abyss's claws pierced his chest on a snowbound plain with no hope of escape, an ancient Sunfire Totem awakened within him! The Abyss's savage black miasma became nourishment that tempered his divine body, and his blood transformed into searing holy gold, the natural bane of all things Abyssal and bitterly cold!
Deep within the palace of Snezhnaya, the haughty, cold Tsaritsa was suffering the backlash of a hidden wound inflicted by the Abyss, frozen to the marrow. Yet the instant she touched this lowly soldier, she became addicted to the scorching warmth in his arms.
"Your Majesty... don't move. My blood is too hot. It will burn you..."
On the throne in the dark, the once awe-inspiring Empress had reddened eyes. Her icy fingertips clenched the collar of his combat uniform as her breathing grew ragged and hot. "Insolent... I command you to come closer! Take off your outerwear!"
By day, he was a mild-mannered spectator beneath the theater stage, bringing flowers to the haughty Harbingers and purging their hidden wounds from the Abyss. By night, he was the Fatui's Twelfth Harbinger, "Sunflare," a figure who struck terror into the Abyss Order, and a blazing sun that made the aloof goddesses of Snezhnaya fall utterly and hopelessly in love!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.