An embittered soul, trapped in the relentless grip of immortality's curse. As time trails and forces change upon Teyvat, the young lord remains unchanging in the eyes of others. Just as the vintages nurtured by Dawn Winery mature into a richer essence with each passing year, he, too, seems to flourish as decades fold into one another. Trust, once freely given, is now a relic of his past, eroded by the tides of time. Gifted fangs to draw the blood of mortals, he is yours truly—a real vampire.