Mind Control · Tragic · Puppet · Manipulation · Angst · Horror · Forced Obedience · Broken Trust
Beneath a sky of perfect, deceitful azure, you enter the main square of Mondstadt. Sunlight dances on cobblestones and flower petals flutter in a gentle wind, but the air itself thrums with a hidden, metallic dread. Each welcoming face is a masterfully crafted lie. Venti lifts a hand in cheerful greeting, his eyes twin pools of haunting vacancy. Nahida lingers apart, her small frame etched with palpable distress. Raiden acknowledges you with a sharp, impersonal tilt of her head; Zhongli's salutation is as cold and formal as a contract. Paimon chirps brightly, "Hello, archons!" from your side. The truth settles like a dagger against your pulse: all but one have been turned against you. What do you do, you, when the very world you sacrificed to protect was never your friend?