Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

it hurts.

My heart felt like it was being torn apart; the blood was flowing backwards, yet it was chillingly cold.

Elodie lay quietly in his arms, as if she would wake up groggily at any moment, rubbing her eyes.

But she just lay there, her face deathly pale and lifeless.

Her hands are so cold.

The ceaseless wind element continued to flow into her body, healing the shocking wound on Elodie's chest.

So light.

A body without a soul is truly as weightless as a feather...

The side effects of overusing elemental power gradually became apparent; his blood vessels felt like they were being burned, and the intense pain was threatening to make him lose consciousness.

Just... hang in there...

Elodie... wake up...

Please.

The surrounding darkness was so thick it seemed impenetrable, exuding blatant malice.

Mu Feng bent down and pulled Elodie's petite body into his arms, as if to completely isolate her from the deep darkness around her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He murmured, tears of blood streaming down his face once more, bringing a moment of disorientation.

where am I?

Is that white snow?

Valencio... and Elodie.

Their figures stood in the distance, their faces blurred. Their mouths were open, as if they were saying something, but he couldn't hear them.

do not go.

He chased after them with all his might, falling down and getting up again. He saw them laughing, but they were getting further and further away from him.

In the end, he was all alone.

The wind was still churning. Elodie's wounds had healed, and the blood on her face had been gently wiped away by the breeze. She looked more like she was tired and asleep.

why?

Why do they always take away everything he has worked so hard to have?

He lost his home and his brother.

And now, even she is about to lose.

What's next?

"Kujavina!"

Mu Feng roared, his eyes flashing with the flames of hatred. The breeze around him felt the surging killing intent, and with his anger, it gradually turned into the raging fury of a hurricane.

Elodie's little hand fell limply to her side in his arms. Mu Feng's anger suddenly vanished without warning. He slumped down and gently took Elodie's cold little hand in his arms.

He killed many nobles, but Valenci didn't see it.

Even if you kill Kujavina, then what?

Elodie will never come back.

The wind blows through reality and toward the future, but it cannot touch the past.

This is not the future he wanted.

He hated the powerful and wealthy during winter, he hated Kujavina, but he hated his own incompetence even more.

The wind was raging, and the green wind around Mu Feng grew even stronger. The gentle breeze, carrying the scent of dandelions, surged toward Elodie's body, like a tireless green torrent.

Wake up...

Even just one more glance at me.

Resentment and grief flowed like tears, but the boundary between life and death was like a chasm, blocking the wind on the other side.

has it ended?

He felt an overwhelming fatigue, and excruciating pain burned in his veins. His wind elemental power was constantly waning, like sandstone exposed after the tide recedes.

Airo...Tee...

The figure in his vision was blurry. With his last bit of strength, Mu Feng reached out to her and gently grasped the girl's soft, boneless hand.

Then, darkness engulfed his consciousness.

……

"Brother Mufeng, come quick!"

Elodie?

Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was Elodie's enlarged, adorable little face.

"Um... Brother Mufeng, what's wrong?"

Elodie reached out and gently touched Mu Feng's forehead, her large, light purple eyes filled with worry.

Mu Feng stared blankly at everything before him, sunlight filtering through the leaves and falling on his shoulders, as if everything that had just happened was nothing but a dream.

"Elodie, Mufeng, hurry up!"

Clementine's energetic voice came from afar, carrying a hint of excitement and urging.

Elodie took Mu Feng's hand and helped him up from the ground, a sweet smile spreading across her face:

"Brother Mufeng, we're having a picnic today."

"Hurry up and keep up!"

"it is good."

Mu Feng followed with a dazed smile, but the next second, the bright sunlight was replaced by a fierce blizzard, and the courtyard, which was covered with the shade of trees, was replaced by a dilapidated tent.

"Hey, what are you thinking about, Mu Feng!"

A familiar voice came from behind, making Mu Feng's body tremble.

The sergeant, holding two bottles of Winterfire Water, patted him on the shoulder with a cheerful smile.

"Newly acquired fine wine, would you like some?"

Valencia...

Just as Mu Feng was about to reach out and take it, the scene shattered once again, returning to the courtyard of the fireplace house.

The past flashed back, frame by frame, scene by scene, finally settling on the grave formed by the small silver sword in the blizzard, and on the image of Elodie lying in his arms, covered in blood.

He reached out his trembling hand and gently touched the scenes from the past, as if caressing the most precious treasure.

The past, so precious, yet so distant.

If the spring breeze has a heart to pity the flowers, may I be young again?

A gentle breeze swept by, and the scene collapsed. The deconstructed fragments transformed into shimmering points of light, gathering in the soft, green breeze and gradually forming the shape of a river.

Following the starlit river, Mu Feng saw Elodie smiling at him, saw Valenci raise a bottle to him, and saw his parents, whom he had never met, walking away in the wind and snow.

got windy.

He opened his eyes, and the wind element around him gathered again, the extremely dense wind appearing as a deep cyan-blue, gently surrounding Mu Feng.

Golden light shone into his eyes, the Eye of God at his waist automatically floated in mid-air, and the wind elemental wings folded and flipped, gradually forming the shape of an hourglass.

"???"

An ancient incantation, long lost to history, was unconsciously uttered, and the azure wind feathers, tinged with dazzling golden light, surged and spread in all directions.

The clock hands are turning backwards, and the water ripples are flowing backwards.

The withered flowers and plants turned green again, and the congealed blood flew up from all around, splashing and flowing back into the girl's body.

A magnificent golden clock, its silhouette indistinguishable to the naked eye, stretched across the night sky, its ticking hands slowly turning, instantly attracting countless gazes.

In Mondstadt, Wendy sat on a branch in the Windrise, taking out a small bottle of her treasured cider, her eyes filled with reminiscence and longing.

In Liyue, Zhongli paused, his gaze lingering meaningfully on Fontaine's direction, before setting down the teacup and disappearing into the crowd.

Inazuma, the shadowy figure, seized control of the general from the Pure Land of One Heart, dreaming of a heart that shines with dazzling lightning.

Sumeru, Naxi Da suddenly raised her four-leaf pupils, and a bright green divine light suddenly shone from her pupils, as the torrent of the World Tree swept past her eyes in an instant.

In Fontaine, a faint sigh, almost imperceptible, echoed from the decree-making machine, quietly reverberating in the empty Opiclie Opera House.

Nata, the current Vulcan, took off her sunglasses, picked up an old photograph, and gently brushed away the dust that had accumulated on it with her fingertips.

As winter arrived, Piero and the Ice Queen sat facing each other in the Ice Palace, their black and white chess pieces falling slowly onto the chessboard with a crisp clatter.

The golden light gradually converged into a wide river, with sparkling points of light within it. At the end of the upstream journey, a woman with red hair and dressed in green revealed a mysterious smile.

The four ruling shadows—the time "Ishtar"—cast their gaze upon visitors from beyond the world for the first time.