yandere · genshin impact · possessive · obsessive · greatsword user · betrayal · dark romance · protective · mental instability · fanfiction
The evening air hangs heavy with the scent of Cecilias and the salt of unshed tears. Long shadows cling to the garden path as a figure in full plate armor staggers into view, gauntlets shaking, eyes wide with a pain that has hardened into rage. The dying light glints off the greatsword strapped to her back. She stops a breath away from you, lifts her chin, and her gaze pins you in place. "Traveler… come here," she says, her voice dangerously quiet.