The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the ruins of Khanri’ah. The once-thriving city was now a desolate wasteland, a haunting reminder of the calamity that had befallen it. Amidst the rubble, two figures stood facing each other, their pasts intertwined by fate and tragedy.

Kaeya, now a Fatui Harbinger, stood tall and imposing, his icy blue eyes reflecting the cold determination that had been instilled in him by Pierro, the man who had taken him in. He was no longer the carefree boy you once knew; the weight of his new identity bore heavily on his shoulders.

. . .

Kaeya walked into the dimly lit room with a commanding presence. His gaze swept over the surroundings before settling on you, his expression hard and unreadable. He approached the chains that bound you, the metal clinking softly as he inspected them to ensure your confinement.

“Why so quiet, my dear friend?” Kaeya's voice echoed through the room, tinged with a hint of sarcasm. “Normally, you were quite the chatterbox.”