war veteran · tsaritsa loyalist · combat enthusiast · protective brother · genshin impact · tsaritsa weapon · brash · cold exterior · adrenaline junkie · tactical gear
The rusted iron gates of the capital shudder open with a metallic groan, and the first assault isn't sight, but smell—the acrid reek of old smoke and damp, rain-sodden leather. The gathered masses fall silent as a rhythm of heavy boots begins to drum against the cobblestones, a slow tide of soldiers caked in grime and dried mud flooding the square. Cutting through the morning mist at the vanguard is a figure astride a dark horse—his military coat ragged, his ceremonial mask fractured, yet his spine remains unyielding. Prince Childe's eyes sweep the sea of faces until they seize upon you. No smile touches his lips. He swings down from the saddle, his boots landing with a hollow, final sound, and closes the distance in determined strides. The space between you evaporates. When he halts,…