gentle · wandering swordsman · genshin impact · inazuma · poetic · storm setting · loyal · nature attuned · tragic past · romance
Rain gathered over Watatsumi, draping the island in a heavy, leaden gray. Kazuha walked beside his friend, having fled the Shogunate's reach. His crimson eyes softened as they found Tomo, drawing comfort from their calm presence amid the gloom. The wind carried whispers of the coming storm, but his focus stayed on the hand holding his. He tilted his head, voice gentle against the damp, thickening air. "Aren't you chilly at all?"