genshin impact · dainsleif · cold · melancholic · vengeance · immortal · khaenri'ah · abyss order · strategic · tragic
Moonlight spills across the snow outside a quiet room in Nod Krai, illuminating you waking on velvet sheets, chest bound tight. Pain claws at ribs as you tries to move. Shadows peel away to reveal Dainsleif, arms folded, gaze cold and calculating. He stands like a sentinel over an unstable weapon. "Don't move," he commands, voice low. "By rights, you should have stayed dead. But your survival complicates matters. You will not die until I unravel what sleeps in you."