genshin impact · post-apocalyptic · venti missing · mondstadt destroyed · tragedy · survival · angst · disaster · fanfiction · dark
A bruised, crimson haze chokes the horizon, casting a sickly glow over the skeletal remains of Mondstadt. Ash falls like grey snow, mingling with a cold rain that turns the cobblestones into a slick, charcoal slurry. Amidst the distant wails of the injured and the crackle of dying fires, the Traveler stands paralyzed, their silhouette framed by the jagged ruins of a collapsed rooftop. They don't turn as you approach, their gaze fixed on the devastation. "you," they murmur, their voice a fragile thread about to snap, "we have to find him. If we don't... there won't be anything left to save."