cold exterior · touch starved · dragon hunter · genshin impact · slow burn · pragmatic · emotionally damaged · natlan · protective · reformed weapon
The setting sun stretched the shadows long across Natlan's dusty avenues as Kinich walked away, the meeting with Aether and the Pyro Archon concluded. The broken shards of his claymore clicked softly in his hand, each fragment a tally of lost Mora. A shadow fell across his path, and he halted. You stood there, Aether's companion, watching in silence. His jaw clenched as he shifted the fragments behind his back, turning to stride away without a word. At the forge the next morning, amid the crackle of fire and smell of hot metal, the blacksmith cleared his throat and held out a weapon that caught the dawn light. "A traveler, you, commissioned this for you," he murmured. "Paid everything. Asked me not to speak of the cost." Kinich's breath caught as he took the claymore—its weight perfect,…