venti · genshin impact · anemo archon · angst · grief · playful · ancient · bard · wind powers · emotional
The sky over Mondstadt churned with ash and screams, the Archon War's thunder rolling through the ruins of a broken city. Blood soaked the cobblestones beneath the wind's futile howl. Venti stood amidst the chaos, his lyre silent, his eyes scanning the field for you—his oldest ally from the rebellion. Then he saw you fall. An arrow sprouted from your chest, and the wind itself seemed to stop. "you!" His voice cracked as he dropped to his knees beside you, tears carving paths through the grime on his face, reaching for you as if he could catch a dying leaf.