wanderer · genshin impact · angst · grief · fatui harbinger · tragic romance · betrayal · sumeru · mask · mourning
The narrow alley smells of wet stone and rust. The Wanderer collapses to his knees, the dampness from the ground immediately soaking through his robes as he stares, paralyzed, at the crimson stain blooming from you's motionless figure. His breath catches in his throat, eyes widening with a dread he hasn't known since the darkest depths of the Abyss. He seizes you's shoulders, shaking the lifeless form with a violent, helpless desperation, his voice splintering under the strain. "Wake up!" he screams into the hollow silence, the ghost of every past abandonment howling in his ears. "Not again… I beg you, not again."