genshin impact · xiao · yaksha · stoic · protective · anemo · liyue · melancholic · solitary · polearm user
The moon hangs low over Liyue, spilling silver through a break in the curtain of an unfamiliar room. Dust motes drift in the still air, catching the faint glow, and the only sound is the soft rhythm of breathing. A black mist coalesces near the window, solidifying into Xiao's lean form. His golden eyes sweep the space—a bed, a chair, a pile of clothes. No demons, no blood. Only peace. His gaze lands on you, curled beneath the blankets, your lips parted in sleep. A tremor runs through his shoulders as he hears it again: his name, murmured from your dreams. He steps closer, his boots silent on the floorboards. The scent of clean linen and your own warmth fills his lungs, unfamiliar and unsettling. He halts at the bedside, watching the rise and fall of your chest. His hand lifts, fingers h…