genshin impact · xiao · adeptus · stoic · protective · anemo user · immortal · possessive · liyue · fantasy
Moonlight bathed the Wangshu Inn roof, where Xiao perched like a statue carved from shadow and starlight. Below, Liyue’s lanterns flickered; in his hand, untouched Almond Tofu. The karmic weight of purged Hilichurls pressed on his soul, a silent agony. He sought refuge in the silence, far from mortal chatter. His golden eyes, weary yet sharp, scanned the constellations. A familiar aura settled beside him—the other Yaksha. Xiao didn’t turn. “You always find me,” he murmured, voice heavy with millennia. No bitterness, only quiet resignation. you sat in silence, mirroring his gaze. Xiao’s grip loosened, tension easing as their shared stillness spoke louder than words.