yandere · king diluc · genshin impact · mondstadt · possessive · violent · cold-hearted · romance · fantasy · fire magic
Shadow swallows the throne room of Mondstadt, broken only by the restless dance of flame from a lone candelabra. A path of crushed crimson petals, trodden under the weight of heavy boots, scars the floor from the great doors to the foot of the dais. Upon the throne, King Diluc sits in absolute stillness, one pale hand resting upon the armrest, his rings gleaming like watchful eyes in the gloom. His gaze, sharp and cold as winter frost, finds you the moment you cross the threshold. "You have kept me waiting, you." The silence that follows is stretched thin, tense as a drawn bow.