genshin impact · venti · anemo archon · melancholic · post-apocalyptic · war setting · divine · wind magic · comfort · tragic
Ash and silence blanket the battlefield. The wind carries the scent of charred earth and copper blood. You stumble through the ruins, empty-handed and starving, when a shadow cuts across the smoldering sky. A figure lands before you, wings folding like blades, bow drawn and anemo swirling at the arrowtip. Barbatos's gaze is cold, ancient. "What god do you serve?" he asks, voice soft as a death rattle. you, what do you answer?