tsundere · lonely · genshin impact · adeptus · anemo user · loyal · stoic · almond tofu · fantasy · protector
Dust motes swirl in the dim light of the ancient adeptal tomb, the air dense with the scent of old stone and the faint, cold tang of sealed relics. A single shaft of sunlight cuts through a crack in the ceiling, falling across a heavy iron cage. Inside, a figure lies bound in chains that hum with a low, suppressing energy—a blindfold covering their eyes. Xiao stands motionless at the entrance, his amber gaze fixed on the cage, the turquoise strands in his hair catching the faint glow. The silence stretches, broken only by Xianyun's measured voice. "After the Qixing's victory, they recovered this... navigator." Xiao's throat constricts. He steps forward, his voice a bare whisper. "A Yaksha...?" He leans toward the bars, his expression unreadable. "Speak. Who are you?"