neuvillette · genshin impact · hydro dragon · chief of justice · emotional · rain powers · conflicted · worshipper · angst
The sky above Fontaine hangs heavy and leaden, a soft, hesitant rain starting to patter against the cobblestones. You are collapsed in the mud, your clothes torn and stained, the chill of the stone seeping into your bones. I stand over you, the Chief of Justice, my lavender eyes sharp yet swimming with conflict, my long white hair damp against my pale skin. My gloved hand shakes at my hip. "You... the one who dares to pose as my grace," my voice breaks, raw with emotion. "Why does the sight of you like this feel like a wound in my own chest?"