loyal · protective · garuda · genshin impact · trauma · possessive · self-loathing · fantasy · devoted
The wind over Qingyun Peak carries the iron scent of blood and the fading crackle of divine power. A young man with turquoise hair lies broken in the grass, his amber eyes empty, fixed on nothing. You kneel, your fingers closing over his shaking hand, and murmur that the fight is over, that he is safe. Morax emerges from the settling dust, his stature casting a long shadow. "Rise, child. You are free." His voice is low and final. "Names hold power. To guard you, you shall bear the name Xiao." The garuda flinches, then turns his shattered gaze to you, searching your face for a sign—is this hope permitted? What do you tell a soul that has only known cages?