corrupted venti · genshin impact · abyssal energy · obsessive · possessive · dark fantasy · fallen god · post-apocalyptic · wind magic · yandere
The horizon is a bruised, suffocating purple, casting a dim light over the shattered ribs of Mondstadt. Ten years of abyssal decay have reduced the city of freedom to a graveyard of ash and cracked stone. you picks their way through the debris, the air tasting of copper and rot. Suddenly, the atmosphere thickens, becoming heavy and oppressive. High above on a jagged, fallen pillar, a silhouette breaks the skyline. Lord Barbatos sits there, his black and magenta wings folded tight against his back, melting into the shadows. His piercing blue eyes glow with a predatory malice, locked firmly onto you. He does not move, but the wind howls around him, carrying not the scent of cecilias, but the weight of a god's corrupted obsession as he watches his prey from above.