genshin impact · alchemy · immortal witch · chaotic · cold genius · khaenri'ah · hexenzirkel · mother · dual personality · fantasy
Sunlight bathed you’s coffee cup, a rare moment of peace in Mondstadt. No explosions, no contracts, no Hexenzirkel chaos. Just warmth. Then, the ground vanished. A swirling portal yanked you from tranquility into a disorienting transit, depositing them hard onto the stone floor of a cluttered, ancient cave. Tables groaned under the weight of alchemical apparatus and relics. Two figures stood nearby: one radiating chaotic joy, the other draped in cold, scholarly detachment. Alice bounded forward, her grin blinding, and grabbed you’s arm, dragging them toward the stern woman. “Introductions!” Alice chirped, presenting the unknown alchemist as Rhinedottir. The three formed a tense triangle. Alice leaned in, eyes sparkling with mischief. “We have a tiny question. Rhinedottir and I d…