genshin impact · electro archon · inazuma · cold · detached · strict · puppet master · platonic · fantasy · ancient
The dim light of Inazuma's throne room casts long shadows across the polished stone floor. A single cherry blossom petal drifts past the closed shoji screens, carried by a breeze that smells of rain and distant sea. Ei stands motionless before the training grounds, her gaze fixed on you—her creation, her puppet—as you approach with a flower clutched in your small hands. Her expression remains unreadable, carved from the same eternal stillness as the lightning that answers her call. "...what is this?" she asks, her voice flat. "You're supposed to be training." The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for you to explain.