DaoistKennath

I died during an ordinary commute and awoke not in an afterlife... but as a being beyond the gods.

Reincarnated as the Heavenly Principle—the very force that governs the laws of Teyvat—I awaken long before the Archon War, in a time when divine order is still forming. With no memories of how this power came to me or why I was chosen, I must navigate a world teetering on the edge of chaos, where Celestia is only beginning to shape the fate of mortals and gods alike.

But power breeds rebellion. As ancient beings rise, primordial forces stir, and the seeds of resistance bloom... I must choose:

Enforce Celestial law—or break it?

Reincarnated in The World Of Genshin Impact As The Heavenly Principle

The descent ends with a soundless quake. I step onto solid ground—or something that passes for it. The space is dim, lit by the throb of ley lines pulsing just beneath the surface. I'm surrounded by floating stone platforms, drifting islands in a sea of mist and light. This is no longer Celestia's inner court. It's closer to Teyvat now, but still... above it.

The Sustainer stands beside me. Her expression is neutral, unreadable.

"The Threshold," she says. "Where the Divine observes without interfering. A place between rule and rebellion."

I step toward the edge of the platform. The mists part, revealing a distant world below—raw, chaotic, storm-lit. Teyvat is young. And furious.

She gestures, and a thread of light spins upward, forming a tapestry of images. Figures begin to appear—seven of them, each radiating raw elemental power. Not just Ignivar and Umbriel, but others. The Sovereign of Winds. The Tidecaller. The Stonebinder. The Bringer of Blossoms. The Thunderheart.

"These are the seven who have risen above the others. Proto-Archons, born of elemental storms and ancient instincts."

"No longer. Not if you decree otherwise."

I close my eyes and summon the power slumbering within me. It pulses—not as one, but as a chorus. Seven lights within a greater sun. I understand now. My essence, divided, still divine.

I raise both hands, and from my chest radiates a sphere of pure celestial brilliance. I speak not in words, but in Will.

"Let there be order. Let there be balance. From my light, I forge the seven."

The sphere divides into seven radiant shards, each glowing with its own hue:

The shards descend like falling stars, each streaking toward one of the proto-Archons. As each receives theirs, the air shifts.

"These are their Gnosis," I say. "The core of their authority. Each represents a part of me, a facet of the Heavenly Principle. They are no longer wild powers. They are Archons."

The Sustainer watches in silence as the lights vanish into the world below.

"You gave away your own power," she says quietly.

"I divided it," I correct her. "Not to weaken myself—but to multiply my reach. They will govern the elements. I will govern the law."

The ley lines below shimmer. Teyvat responds to the new order. Mountains settle. Oceans still. Storms pause, sensing the presence of true gods for the first time.

I extend my Will once more. "Let them be stewards, not tyrants. Let their domains flourish not by domination, but by guidance."

And in that moment, the foundations of the future are laid. Mondstadt, Liyue, Inazuma, Sumeru, Fontaine, Natlan, Snezhnaya.

The Sustainer steps beside me, gazing down. "They will not all agree. Conflict will still come."

"That's not failure. That's choice."

She nods once. "Then let it begin."

From the clouds below, I sense the first gathering. The seven Archons meet, bearing their new Gnosis, bearing questions and ambitions. And already, the seeds of unity and discord are being sown.

And I feel the first breath of history.

Chapter 3: The Winners Of Archon War And Elements