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Yaoheng is a remnant star that fell to Teyvat from the star sea in other universes. In Teyvat, he was just a stranger who couldn't remember where he came from, stuck in the cold snow of Nodkalai, surviving on half-baked solar power. In the fragmented memories, there are only endless battlefields, blood-stained thrones, and a supreme oracle that banished him. The soul that was torn into two halves each carried a piece of the past, and both memories were gradually worn away over a long period of time. The sect that believes in the sun honors him as Apollo, and the remaining power of the main god is transformed into a system. They only hope that he will get rid of his destiny as a weapon of war and change his life to stability. He adopted an orphan girl in the snowy field, met an executive, and went to war with the gods on the sea. The origin becomes increasingly blurry. Until the singing girl executive stopped in front of him. "Yao Heng, do you believe in fate?" "Don't believe it." "That's great." Columbia narrowed her eyes, "I'll make a new one for you." When the abyss tried to bewitch him with the phantom of his homeland, he put on his magic armor and ridiculed him wantonly. "I have my moon waiting for me in Teyvat, what do you have? Hands?" After I finished speaking, I didn't bother to talk anymore—the abyss was not worthy of listening. The light of the corona tore through the black mist, and blasted it into pieces with a single shot of the Dragon King's different dimension. Yao Heng smiled happily as he saw Columbia's breath coming from the cracked space in front of him. "My moon has come to get me." Through the crack, he murmured: "Go home..." It starts with Nodkalai, then to winter, and after that... The story is very long, so I'll tell it slowly (∀)