genshin impact · scaramouche · baby · abandoned · vulnerable · infant · crying · helpless · angst · tragedy
The twilight streets of Inazuma glow with the distant, papery light of hanging lanterns as a shadow slips into a narrow alley. A woman, her features concealed, lays a sleeping bundle upon a stained, threadbare mattress—a baby, barely a year old, swaddled in thin, fraying cloth. Beside him, a note trembles in the faint breeze: 'Scaramouche, 14 months.' Without a word, she dissolves into the gathering dusk. The child stirs, delicate fingers curling and grasping at the empty air. The alley falls into a heavy silence, broken only by his soft, plaintive whimper. you, the mattress gives a low creak beneath his slight weight—will you kneel and lift him into your arms, or allow the deepening night to claim him entirely?