The Ball of the Gods

The ball was held in Li Yue, within a huge palace made of amber crystals and shining vines. Each god brought a piece of their element to decorate the venue, creating an atmosphere that felt both like a majestic council and a luxurious celebration. The music sounded like the breath of the world itself, while threads of elemental energy floated through the air like luminous ribbons.

Makoto, the goddess of eternity, entered the hall in white and purple clothes that shimmered like the light of dawn. She moved with measured grace, exuding an aura of relaxation and calm despite the grandeur around her. Though she did not particularly enjoy noisy celebrations, her curiosity had compelled her to attend. She scanned the faces of the gathered gods, noting those she recognized while avoiding the more boisterous activities. Instead of dancing, she preferred engaging in conversations about balance and the future of Teyvat. A slight sadness lingered in her gaze - the quiet understanding that eternity was not a celebration, but an endless burden.

Rukkhadevata behaved quite differently. The goddess of wisdom appeared in a crown of emerald leaves, her light steps resembling the dance of the wind through forest branches. She brought warmth to everyone who approached her, her presence as refreshing as rain after drought. Rather than discussing eternity, she spoke of knowledge, wisdom, and the importance of cherishing life's fleeting moments. Several gods had gathered around her, drawn to her accessible wisdom and vibrant personality. She had decorated the hall with green lights that floated in the air like fireflies, adding her own touch of Sumeru's vitality to the Li Yuean palace.

As the evening progressed, the two goddesses found their orbits gradually drawing closer in the crowd of immortals, their contrasting energies creating an invisible pull between them.