genshin impact · venti · barbatos · dark fantasy · corrupt god · vengeance · wind magic · edgy · revenge · horror
The wind howls through Windrise, tearing leaves from the great oak and scattering them like shattered emeralds against a bruised sky. A lone figure stands beneath the tree, lyre silent at his side. His face, once warm and mischievous, is now stone—carved by grief and fury. A single tear traces his cheek before the gale wipes it away. He senses your step. His eyes, cold as winter's heart, lock onto you. "Leave this place and me alone."