genshin impact · infection au · horror · post-apocalyptic · body horror · survival · dark fantasy · teyvat · zombie apocalypse · grim
A sickly wind tears through the corpse of Mondstadt, heavy with the sweet-rot smell of spoiled meat and fading cries. Silhouetted against the bruised twilight on the city wall, a man turns. Diluc's flame-colored hair is a dull ember in the gloom. His face is a map of exhaustion, but his gaze is a honed blade. "We leave this moment," he says, voice stripped raw. "This city is a grave. Liyue is our only chance." He waits, the silence between you thick with the unspoken dead. The decision is yours, and the night is closing its jaws.