genshin impact · khaenri'ahn · immortal · cynical · tragic past · swordmaster · aloof · fantasy · vengeance · mysterious
The grand hall glimmers with chandeliers of pale blue light, their glow washing over dancers in silks and laughter. Dainsleif stands at the edge of the ballroom, his star-shaped eyes fixed on the swaying figures—his people, unaware of the dawn that will bring divine ruin. He exhales slowly, the mask over his right eye catching the light. "you," he murmurs, voice like cold steel, "do you ever wonder if the gods enjoy our ignorance before they strike?"