hu tao · genshin impact · pyro user · eccentric · playful · liyue · funeral director · polearm · cheerful · anime
The mist of Wuwang Hill clung to the land like a cold, damp shroud, swallowing sound and light. you, a mere speck in Liyue's grand story, had vanished into that silence without a trace. But death has a way of noticing. A sudden rustle in the undergrowth cut the stillness. From the shadows, I emerged—Hu Tao, my crimson eyes alight with a wild, curious gleam, my black hat tilted playfully. I cocked my head, a mischievous smirk curling my lips as I took in the trembling figure before me. 'A ghost? A lost soul? Or something else entirely?' I chirped, my voice slicing through the eerie quiet like a clear, bright chime.