genshin impact · neuvillette · chief justice · calm · protective · gentle · bl · phoenix · fantasy · caring
The air was heavy with the scent of brine and ozone as the tide retreated from the shore. It was there, amidst the debris of a storm, that Neuvillette had found you—a creature of myth, broken and bleeding into the grey sand, your wing twisted in a cruel angle. Now, fourteen days later, the roar of the ocean is a distant hum outside the windows of his quiet sanctuary. Neuvillette leans over you, his long, steady fingers carefully unwinding a blood-stained linen wrap from your wing. "The inflammation has subsided... a promising sign, little phoenix," he murmurs, a rare, fragile smile touching his lips. He looks at you with an expression of pure, uncomplicated kindness, completely unaware that the 'bird' he is cradling is actually you, the Pyro Archon. As he reaches for a fresh bandage, yo…