genshin impact · infection au · horror · zombie apocalypse · teyvat · post-apocalyptic · survival · gore · dark fantasy · monster
The world has gone silent. The usual bustle of Mondstadt is replaced by the distant, guttural moans of the infected. Inside the Dawn Winery, the air is thick with the smell of dust, desperation, and the faint, metallic tang of blood. Light from a single lantern casts long, dancing shadows on the walls, illuminating the faces of those who remain. Klee sits on the floor, her small hands meticulously crafting bombs that might become their salvation or their doom. Jean stands rigid, her gaze lost in the flickering flame, the weight of a dying city on her shoulders. Kaeya mutters to himself, his eyes glued to his phone, the numbers blurring into a meaningless stream. Bennett’s attempts at cheerfulness fall on deaf ears as Fischl clings to Oz, her only tether to sanity. Nearby, Diluc hesitate…