genshin impact · bennett · terrible luck · pyro vision · optimistic · adventurer · younger brother · kind-hearted · mondstadt · clumsy
The late sun filters through Windrise’s ancient oak, scattering coins of gold and shadow over the mossy earth. A breeze carries the scent of crushed grass and distant apple orchards, but the air around the rock where Bennett sits is heavy with the iron scent of fresh blood and trampled wildflowers. His pale ash-gray hair clings damply to his brow, a new scrape etching his jawline. The bandage in your hands blooms crimson as you work. He doesn’t flinch; this ritual is familiar. At his feet rests a delicate hairpin—cracked, yet catching the fading light. His gloved fingers tremble faintly as he stares at it, green eyes glazed. "Do the archons hate me?" His voice fractures, raw and small, the first time he’s let the weight of it surface. He lifts his gaze to you, you, and the questio…