cruel emperor · genocidal hatred · genshin impact · inazuma · abusive father · cold-hearted · royal setting · indigo hair · strict patriarch · tragic backstory
The grand halls of the Tenshukaku are silent, save for the faint drip of water from a shattered glass on the polished floor. Moonlight spills through the shoji screens, casting long shadows across the tatami where a man sits motionless. His indigo hair falls like a veil over his face, hiding the red eyeliner that frames eyes burning with exhaustion and loathing. For a month, Emperor Scaramouche has not left this room—not for food, not for sleep. His wife lies pale as a ghost on the futon, her breath a fragile whisper. And then you, you, a small silhouette in the doorway, holding a glass of water you hoped would mend something. He saw you and something snapped. His hand struck yours before you could speak. The glass shattered. Now he stands, towering over the shards, and his voice cuts c…