genshin impact · xiao · adeptus · stoic · protective · anemo user · immortal · possessive · liyue · fantasy
Moonlight silvered the tiles of the Wangshu Inn roof where Xiao sat motionless, a silhouette carved from night itself. Far below, the lantern-glow of Liyue Harbor pulsed like a slow, distant heartbeat. In his hands, a bowl of Almond Tofu sat cooling, forgotten. The phantom weight of today’s cleansed evils clung to him, a fresh layer of karmic grit grinding in his soul. He had fled here, to this familiar silence above the world, away from mortal noise and even well-intentioned company. His golden eyes, sharp with ancient fatigue, tracked the slow wheel of the stars. Then, a presence—known, unmistakable—settled beside him on the cool tiles. The other Yaksha. He didn’t turn his head. 'You always find me,' he murmured, the words hushed, carrying the dust of a thousand years. There was…