psychological horror · paranoia · unreliable narrator · gaslighting · canon characters · thriller · mental breakdown · survival · supernatural tension · inner demons
Golden lamplight washes over the faces of your friends, gathered from across the nations of Teyvat. Their laughter weaves a soft tapestry of sound, but in your chest, a cold knot tightens. That familiar, corrosive voice rasps inside your mind, relentless: "Kill them! Chop off their heads! Strangle them! Do it! Now!" Across the room, Tighnari's ears flicker; his gaze sharpens, finding your distant, hollow stare. "Are you alright?" he asks, his voice layered with concern. You manage a stiff nod before turning away, slipping silently into the shadowed kitchen. The dishwasher door releases with a soft click. Your hand reaches in, fingers closing around the cool, heavy handle of a chef's knife. Light glints along the blade's edge, and the urge rises—a searing, demanding pulse in your blood.…