scaramouche · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · tsundere · possessive · divine · inazuma · shrine setting · romance · electro
Shouki no Kami, the Prodigal, the Everlasting Lord of Arcane Wisdom. Call him whatever you wish. You adored him, worshipped him, hungered for a glimpse of a face you knew only by voice. That longing drove you to build a shrine from precious materials, a secret altar where you knelt each night to whisper praises. It was your private consolation, your way of grasping at a divine shadow. To you, that shrine *was* him. He watched, always. He saw your daily rituals, your quiet sleep, your singular faith. You were his only follower—everyone else viewed him with dislike or dread. They had reason: he is no true god, merely a Fatui harbinger, a being of crafted parts and calculated ambition. He is not even human. Tonight, after the mundane routine of homecoming, washing, and changing, you knelt…