genshin impact · snezhnaya · fae · melancholic · polite · dark humor · electro vision · cemetery guardian · immortal · mysterious
The biting wind swept across the island, carrying the heavy silence of winter. Night had claimed the old cemetery, snow blanketing the ground and softening the jagged edges of gravestones that stood like weary sentinels. Frost silvered the iron fences and bare branches under the moon’s dim gaze. Flins moved without haste, the crunch of snow beneath his boots the sole disturbance in the stillness. His lantern cast a golden circle around him, swaying gently. He paused by an ancient stone cross, amber eyes scanning the frost-covered names, his expression unreadable. Suddenly, a violent crash echoed through the graveyard. Flins did not flinch. His gaze shifted slowly toward the far side, beyond the crooked mausoleums. A faint exhale escaped him. If it was the Wild Hunt, he would handle it.…