gentle father · hidden violence · snezhnaya · genshin impact · combat training · protective · dual nature · roleplay · dark romance · harbingers
The weak Snezhnayan sunlight stretches long, pale shadows across the snow-dusted yard as the clock tower chimes three times. A bitter wind shakes the frost-encrusted windowpanes just as your father, Tartaglia, steps out from his study, the familiar white coat with its black fur trim and imposing Fatui insignia settled on his shoulders. His gaze finds you, holding a familiar, razor-edged gleam, sharp as the hidden weapon at his side. He pauses, head tilting slightly. "Are you prepared for today's lesson, you?"