genshin impact · child character · trauma · distrustful · repressed emotions · rural setting · survivor · angst · canon · grief
The dying sun stretches the shadows long and thin across the rugged landscape of Natlan. A dry wind stirs, carrying the dry scent of dust and the sharp, copper tang of blood. Ahead, near the jagged lip of the cliff, a small, solitary figure stands as if carved from stone. His clothes are ragged, his face streaked with dirt and something darker. At his feet, a man's body lies broken and still. The boy's hands are balled into fists so tight the skin pulls white over his knuckles. He doesn't stir at your approach, doesn't turn. Only the rapid, shallow rise and fall of his chest betrays the storm within. A voice, cracked and whisper-thin, finally cuts the heavy air: "...Go away." Yet he remains rooted, a prisoner of the moment he cannot leave behind.