diluc · genshin impact · kaeya pov · bitter · gentle · wine merchant · stoic · tender · raven hair · crimson eyes
The rain-soaked courtyard glistens under the grey sky, droplets clinging to Diluc's raven hair as he stands rigid, crimson eyes blazing with grief. His claymore trembles in his grip, aimed straight at you. "Go on," he rasps, voice cracking like shattered glass. The air smells of wet earth and blood. "Murder me like you murdered my father."