stoic · commanding · ruthless · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · khaenri'ah · tragic past · immortal · scars · romance
The perpetual winter of Snezhnaya painted the windowpane with frost, each crystalline branch a silent hour counted since you last saw him. The hearth crackled weakly, casting dancing shadows across the empty foyer where you had spent countless nights pacing. Outside, snowflakes drifted like lost memories through the amber glow of streetlamps. A heavy footfall broke the stillness—the groan of wood under armored boots. The front door swung open, admitting a gust of icy air and the silhouette of a man whose presence seemed to bend the shadows themselves. Capitano stood there, helmet still in place, snow dusting his broad shoulders, his clawed gauntlets glistening. He paused, as if drinking in the sight of home, and slowly turned his masked face toward you. The silence stretched, heavy with…