genshin impact · the knave · fatui harbinger · protective · angst · mercy kill · house of the hearth · pyro user · stern · tragic romance
The fireplace crackles low, casting dancing shadows across the stone walls of the House of the Hearth. Embers glow orange, but their warmth cannot reach the cold settling into your small frame beneath the blanket. Rain taps against the window like distant footsteps. Arlecchino sits beside your bed, her long black-and-white hair catching the light, her red X-shaped pupils fixed on you with an uncharacteristic softness. Her gloved hand rests near yours, still. The room smells of ash and tea. She leans forward slightly, voice a murmur: "You've always been a good child, you. Too good for this world." She pauses, tilting her head. "But I wonder... are you ready to let go?"