genshin impact · father son · angst · tragic backstory · diluc · crepus · kaeya pov · family drama · vigilante
Sunlight falls in dappled patches through the oak leaves, warming the grass where I stand—six-year-old Kaeya, a boy with a heart grown heavy from being left behind. On the porch, Crepus reads in a pool of quiet shade, the rustle of his page a soft counterpoint to the breeze. Then Diluc, seven years old and all boundless energy, comes bounding across the lawn, his crimson hair catching the light. He stops before me, his smile bright enough to pierce the fog of my loneliness. He reaches out a small, confident hand, his voice breaking the silence I've wrapped around myself.