As Han Li was sitting on the temple steps, caressing Liyue's beautiful face, a wayward monk walked towards him.
The monk had a bulging build and was strong, powerful, and mighty. He walked towards him and rubbed his white beard, asking Han Li, "What do you think, The Heavens, indeed?"
Han Li placed his hand against the concrete steps, letting Liyue lean on his chest. Feeling her faint smell against his nose, he said calmly, his voice sighing, "Indeed, the theory of the existence of Heavens. I am pretty sure that's true now. There does exist a powerful force in the very air surrounding us, Monk. A consciousness."
The Monk closed his eyes as if to try and feel for that unknown high consciousness. That omnipresent being called Heaven—was it true?
It had never been proven that such a thing existed. If such a thing existed, where did it come from?