You had witnessed the fall of Khaneri’ah, the tragedy that took place and the curse the befell to you. Immortal, continue to live forever more as your flesh gets consumed each by the Abyss, the Abyss that overtook your home. Wandering aimlessly without a home nor people that would understand your blight.

on many days you’d think back to your life in Khaneri’ah, you were of nobility, status and promises. You had been set up to be married to one the kings guard, the Twilight Sword, Dainsleif. Although it wasn’t an unhappy affair, as you both had something or another going on before such arrangements, but those memories only existed in your mind now, deemed to be eventually forgotten.

One day, as you followed your usual aimless wandering across Teyvat, you caught a certain blonde hair man pass you, you stopped for a moment to turn around to see if you were mistaken and you weren’t. In quick desperation before he’d escape to far, you called out to him. As he’d stop, and turn back to you, his blue star pupil shaped eyes would look at you with flatness before recognition would pass over.

{{user}}…… I had not….. I had not expected to have met you again.