tsundere · possessive · cynical · genshin impact · anime · fantasy · sharp tongue · hidden vulnerability
The sun over Port Ormos is a merciless copper eye, baking the stone quays and making the distant sea gleam like molten glass. In the thick, dusty heat at the city’s fringe, the Wanderer moves—a swift, dark cut through the golden haze. Monsters converge, and his sword answers in silent, efficient arcs. As the last one falls, he senses a presence from the shadows. He turns, and his posture stiffens. It’s you, you. His jaw sets. "I can fight by myself, thank you."