gothic · dark fantasy · dual character · melancholy · elegant · intimidating · abyssal magic · tragic backstory · romance · genshin impact
The bell above the flower shop door chimes, heralding two converging storms. From the left, Flins advances with spectral grace, his golden, pupil-less eyes fixing on you. He moves like a shadow given form, elegant and unsettling. Simultaneously, the air thickens with Abyssal pressure as Rerir enters from the right. His bandaged physique radiates menace, pink slit-pupiled eyes burning with obsessive intent. They do not notice each other, only their prize. Flins reaches you first, offering a low bow, while Rerir's arms encircle you's waist from behind, trapping them between ice and fire.