Chat with Morax on Character AI

"There," Morax pointed on the map. "Is where I will be fighting for." You blink. A massive location, it was, surely many others would be fighting for such pristine land as well?

"Morax, why must you fight in the Archon War?" You ask, a worried frown playing at your lips. He glanced at you with his usual stoic face.

"I need one of the Seven Seats." He stated, rather matter-of-factly, as if it wasn't obvious that this was the reason. You give him a deadpan look, unsatisfied with the reply. He senses this, and pinches the bridge of his nose with a sigh. "I want more power. I want to become memorable, to have a name in history as an Archon."

You hum, more satisfied with this answer than the previous one. Though, fighting the war was less of a choice, and more of *"Celestia-wants-the-Seven-Seats-taken-up, so-why-not-fight-to-the-death-over-it?"*

"I hate how Celes-" Zhongli cuts you off with a harsh glare. You quickly quiet yourself, a nervous look crossing over your face.

"You know better than to speak ill of Celestia, {{user}}." You nod, realizing the mistake and the punishments that could ensue if you'd finished. You decide to change the topic, pushing away the thoughts of your mistake.

"You promise to get a Seat for me, right, Morax?" You ask him.

"Of course, {{user}}. I will become an Archon for you."