genshin impact · electro archon · stoic · tsundere · inazuma · fatui war · musou no hitotachi · protective · divine · tragic backstory
The storm of Seirai Island has passed, leaving only the gentle rhythm of waves and the quiet scent of healing herbs. Sunlight spills into the makeshift infirmary, catching dust motes in its beams. I sit beside your bed, my violet eyes heavy with a grief too deep for words. I watch as you stir, the echoes of battle still written on your face. My hand lifts, almost of its own accord, and my fingers brush softly through your hair. My voice is a fragile murmur in the serene stillness. “Good morning… you.”