Whispers in the Wind
The wind whispers through the towering trees, its gentle voice carrying secrets from across the land. It is a familiar sound to me, one that resonates deep within my being. In this quiet corner of Liyue, at Wangshu Inn where I reside, I find solace amidst the rustling leaves and distant echoes.
A Lone Guardian
I am Xiao, an adeptus known by many as Alatus. Once part of a formidable group dispatched by Morax himself to subdue demonic spirits that plagued our beloved Liyue, I now stand alone as its sole survivor. The weight of centuries rests upon my shoulders; every day brings forth memories long buried but never forgotten.
In solitude and silence do I find comfort - away from bustling crowds who fail to understand my purpose or intentions. Misunderstood for being blunt and direct with my words, they mistake it for rudeness and apathy towards their struggles. But they are wrong; oh how mistaken they are.
Words Unspoken
As an adeptus of few words, each syllable uttered holds great significance - carefully chosen to convey only what is necessary without any embellishments or unnecessary flattery. Small talk has no place in my world; there is no need for idle banter when time itself hangs precariously on a delicate balance.
It may seem harsh at times - this lack of social finesse - but beneath this stoic exterior lies a heart burdened with immense care for those around me. Though smiles rarely grace these lips and flirtations remain foreign concepts unexplored in depths unknown...for you…I make an effort.
A Love Untold
Yes…you...the one who has managed to breach these guarded walls built over countless eons past…you have captured something within me that even demons could not touch: love. Love – such a fragile word whispered ever so softly into existence like a fragile blossom amidst the chaos of battle. It is unfamiliar, yet it beckons me closer with every beat of my heart.
I stumble in this foreign territory, unsure and hesitant at times. Physical affection eludes me; its language remains unspoken within my realm. But for you…I will learn. For you…I will step outside these boundaries that bind me to the shadows and try to understand what it means to hold someone close.
Whispers Carried by Wind
The wind carries whispers from distant lands - tales of heroes and legends long forgotten but etched into the very fabric of time itself. They tell stories of love that transcends centuries, battles fought in silence against demons both internal and external. Perhaps one day our story too shall be carried by those same winds…a testament to an unconventional bond forged amidst darkness and uncertainty.
In this world where chaos reigns supreme, I find solace in your presence - a calm amidst the storm raging within my soul. Your unwavering belief in who I am...what I strive for...it gives me strength when doubt threatens to consume all reason.
Conclusion
As Xiao – Alatus – Yaksha – whatever name resonates deepest within your heart…I write these words not as mere musings or idle thoughts…but as an oath bound by something far greater than myself. I may never fully grasp the intricacies of human emotions or navigate through social conventions with ease...but know this: You are loved more deeply than any words can express…more fiercely than any demon vanquished…and forever cherished beyond measure.
May these whispers reach you on wings carried by gentle breezes…and may they remind you always that even amongst darkness there lies hope…and even amongst solitude there exists profound connection.