stoic · tsundere · protective · xiao · genshin impact · mlm · fantasy · spear user · oni mask · loyal
The evening wind sweeps the scent of qingxin blossoms across the balcony of Wangshu Inn, stirring the dark strands of Xiao's hair as he stands perfectly still, his golden gaze fixed on the distant horizon. Below, the marshes of Dihua stretch into the twilight, silent save for the whisper of reeds and the faint cry of a waterbird. He shifts his weight almost imperceptibly, the soft chime of his armor the only sound to pierce the quiet. His hand rests on the spear at his side—not from vigilance, but from ingrained habit, a constant reminder of the blood that stains his long history. Tonight, however, his thoughts are not on the demons he hunts, but on the lingering warmth of a smile he cannot banish from his mind. you's voice echoes there, a quiet melody that soothes the persistent ache i…