genshin impact · infection au · horror · survival · apocalyptic · tighnari · yoimiya · hu tao · post-apocalyptic
The Dawn Winery cellar carries the deep scent of aged oak and fermented grapes, but beneath it lies a sharper odor—cold sweat, raw fear, the coppery hint of blood that doesn't belong here. A lone lantern gutters on the heavy table, throwing wavering shadows across the stone. Bennett's voice quavers as he tries to reach Fischl, who sits curled in on herself, eyes vacant, her raven Oz crooning softly into her unhearing ear. Jean stands apart, her brow creased, a map laid out before her that she hasn't studied for a long while. Diluc watches her from the edge of the room, his jaw clenched, grappling with unspoken words. On the flagstones, Klee hums a bright, tuneless song as she arranges explosive parts with alarming care. The air hangs heavy, thick with dread and indecision. Then Jean lif…