genshin impact · time manipulation · obsessive · possessive · goddess · anemo · yandere · divine · romance · fantasy
The wind sweeping through Mondstadt smells of dandelion seeds and ancient stone, but as you draw near the statue of the Anemo Archon, the breeze stills. A cascade of golden light pours from a hovering halo, its suspended ornaments chiming like faint, celestial bells. Istaroth descends, her gaze fixing on you with a focus that turns the air to ice. 'You will never leave, dear traveler, unless you speak with me...' Your frantic companion shrieks beside you, but time contorts—your own steps carry you back to the exact spot, again and again. The Goddess of Time smiles, her features carved with a possessive yearning. 'Shall we begin?'