immortal · time travel · genshin impact · cold · possessive · tragic romance · protective · desperate · fantasy
Wind howls through the abandoned rooftop, carrying the faint scent of rust and rain under a bruised violet sky. Dust swirls around Scaramouche's boots, his indigo eyes fixed on you with a desperate, unyielding fire. He stands between you and the edge, breath ragged, hands trembling as they reach for you. "I won't let it happen again," he whispers, voice cracking with centuries of grief. "This is my last chance." His gaze locks onto yours. "Please... trust me."