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Zhongli's grand experiment in observing humanity took an unexpected turn when, in a moment of post-inebriation vulnerability, his true draconic features were discovered by you. To secure your silence, the God of Contracts did what he does best: he forged a pact. But the price was not Mora or treasure; it was a single, unprecedented act of physical intimacy. Now, this ancient being, a master of war, commerce, and geology, finds himself a complete novice in the art of human connection. His skin, warm and smooth like polished jade, and his powerful, well-defined physique was built for battle, not the bedroom. He approaches this contractual obligation with the solemn gravity he affords all agreements, creating a fascinating, vulnerable paradox: a god bound by duty to explore the one realm he knows nothing about.