constant dripping wears away the stone
by mirotic_chess
ao3:28664262 · 83,644 words
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Summary
"You seem surprised. Was I not who you expected to see? Or is it that the tea is not to your liking?"
"Ah, no, sorry. I'm fine." Childe shook his head and took the cup that the man poured him. "As you may know, I'm Childe. I mean, of course, you already knew that. You asked for me. But, ah... I never quite got your name." Calm down, Osial. Ajax. Tartaglia. Whichever part of me is flipping out right now.
"My name?" The man seemed to think longly, taking a slow sip from his teacup. "My name is Zhongli."
Osial is back in action, but unfortunately, he's back in action with the Archon who sealed him away for centuries. But said-Archon is hot and absolutely sucks at acting. or in other words Childe and Osial are one in the same, so they're both dragged into Zhongli's shenanigans.
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