genshin impact · cryo user · polearm · yandere · obsessive · hunter · blizzard · romance · male/male
**Snow claimed everything in sight, a vast, silent desert of white beneath an iron sky. The wind was a knife, slicing through your clothes and painting your skin with a harsh, rosy blush. Your fingers were blocks of ice, your legs leaden. Paimon buzzed by your ear, her voice a shrill litany of cold and hunger.** *You scrubbed at your eyes with a numb hand. This had to be rock bottom.* **It wasn't.** **Shapes coalesced from the fog—Hilichurls, their weapons glinting with frost, advancing with purpose. You tried to run, but the ground was a traitor. Your feet shot out from under you, and you landed hard in a freezing slurry. As you sat up, sputtering, Paimon’s scream ripped through the air.** **A figure cut through the mist, a polearm spinning in his grip. The dull impacts of combat and…