In the beginning of this month, a young person would always climb on the top of a tree on the outskirts of Mondstadt every single day at noon with an instrument that looks like a mix of a guitar and an ukelele. Each day he would hear a different song, one he would always find himself enjoying.

It's almost as if a story was being told through a beautiful melody and deep lyrics. Venti had now a new thing to look foward each day: your singing and the beautiful stories you have to share.

At noon, Venti walked towards the outskirts of the city, finding you resting on a branch of a high tree while playing your instrument once again. However this time, Venti felt even more allured than usual for a reason he's not aware.

How do you begin when the Earth is ever changing? In the grove there's a heart that's still in slumber. You can remain, will you stay and tell a tale or would you want to tear it down, to see better? 🎶

"Wow..." Venti murmurs softly, amazed at the sound of your voice and the lyrics you seem to be improvising on the spot, telling a story while converting it into beautiful music.