Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

"No need." Kiyono shook his head, pointed in the direction of the castle tower, and declined the foreign poet's offer: "Kage is back."

He laughed and said, "I'm going to find her."

Have I seen you before?

“This is our first meeting,” the poet said.

"I see."

Qingye Leiming turned his horse around, soldiers clearing the way, and the young man, dressed in fine clothes, rode an angry horse, trampling cherry blossoms.

..

"Hello friend."

"Hello friend."

The lightning bolt vanished into the sky, disappearing in 0.3 seconds.

It blooms at the highest point in the sky.

All that could be heard was the rumbling thunder; there was nothing else.

No one can ever meet the thunder in the sky again. The thunder passes through the heavens, and you can see it, but to the thunder, you are just a stranger.

For five hundred years, you could only watch the thunder rise and fall in a sky that had nothing to do with you.

　The bard sat atop the tallest statue in Mondstadt, her emerald eyes trembling. Her head was bowed, her shoulders shaking slightly. She wanted to say something but couldn't. She took out her harp and played a lament for the thunderbolt.

The wind howled and sang, just as it had five hundred years ago, and thousands of years ago.

That was the only thing she could do.

-

"Hello friend."

"Hello friend."

"friend."

Suddenly, someone whispered in Qingye Fengyin's ear:

"I will help you with a thousand winds, so that you will not fall to the ground."

Kiyono didn't know who was speaking, but the voice echoed deep in his ears, as clear as spring water.

That gave him courage.

If you are trapped in a windless place, a thousand winds will come to your aid.

He suddenly felt lighter and took a tentative step forward, his wind wings, trailing a trail of light, unfolding naturally.

Who is helping him?

He flew into the sky—

Kiyono charged towards the demonic dragon.

The storm in Mondstadt has ceased, the leaden sky is clear and calm, and the orange sunlight paints the ruined city.

The people of Mondstadt cheered for the young hero, while the bard, in some unknown corner, turned and left.

She walked lightly, humming a song softly. As she laughed, her shoulders trembled slightly. She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and a few scattered rays of sunlight from the alleyway draped over her.

"friend."

She raised her eyes, gazing at the clear sky, and whispered, almost to herself, the girl proudly declared:

"This time, I wasn't late."

The poet's voice trembled slightly.

"I... wasn't late."

Perhaps this time, she can save him.

-

The next day.

The sun sets.

Mondstadt was deserted. Kiyono Kazein sat listlessly on the pillar and began to sing.

A rainy night at Guojiu Lake.

The boy's melodious and warm singing melted into the distance of the mountains along with the winter twilight, at which point the sound of an accordion joined in.

Mondstadt truly lives up to its reputation as a pastoral land; even a complete stranger would play the harp there.

He looked up and saw a poet dressed in a light green singer's robe gently waving to him from the distant steps.

"Hello."

Qingye said with a smile.

To Kiyono's dismay, the bard only played for a short while before leaving.

He thought they could become friends.

-

"cough."

Kiyono Kazein coughed softly.

"Hey, are you alright? Don't catch a cold."

The speaker was a lively-looking girl named Amber. She had long chestnut hair tied with red bunny ears, goggles at her collar, red stockings, white boots, and short hot pants.

Amber, according to her own description, is the three-time consecutive Mondstadt flying champion and the only scout knight of the Knights of Favonius.

"It's nothing." Qingye Fengyin patted his head, feeling a deep dizziness in his head. He paused for a moment and said, "Let's keep going."

This is the temple of the Eagle of the West, one of the four winds.

Because no priests have been around for many years, most of the temples have fallen into disrepair. Fine moss grows among the cold, damp boulders, and the statues are covered in dust. The wild and endless wind howls, and the leaden sky is so heavy that it seems to be pressing down.

The saying "the nation is collapsing" was indeed true; this dragon calamity was indeed the work of the Abyss.

Qingye Fengyin could sense the abyss-like atmosphere deep within the temple.

They walked along the narrow corridor, the surrounding scenery dim and ominous. Amber, however, seemed oblivious, chattering away in the clear, windy air like a little sparrow.

“You’re sick, Amber will protect you.”

Kiyono Kaze pushed the girl away, drew his left sword, and in a flash, the air trembled and sparks flew as metal collided with metal.

From the depths of darkness, a gigantic, convulsing hand emerged, a spiked club as tall as a man pressing against Shenqie.

[King of Chuchu]

[Level: 35]

This could already be called a behemoth. White mist, like frost, spewed from between the fangs of the Hilichurl King, and its blood-red eyes were as ferocious as two enormous lanterns.

Qingye Fengyin lowered his body, Shenqie turned, and the spiked club shattered into pieces. He then slashed down with the momentum, and an invisible wind blade severed the giant beast's shoulder blade, the long, narrow wound spreading along its chest.

It reached its lower abdomen, and amidst the splattering of blood, countless gusts of wind poured into the wound, shattering its bones.

You defeated the Chuchu King.

[Qingye Fengyin]

[Level: 40]

[Talent: Unmoved Heart, Demonic Heart]

Qingye sheathed his sword, shook his blood, and the monster's blood was all shaken off. He slowly exhaled.

"Wow." Amber clapped her hands. "You're amazing."

Amber is a straightforward girl. She's either good or bad. She applauds those who are good and protects those who aren't. This is her creed as a knight.

Because I cheated...

Or rather, is it a second playthrough where you replay the starting village?

Qingye Fengyin felt somewhat ashamed.

Since fully inheriting the West Wind Sword Technique, Qingye Fengyin's level has skyrocketed, rising ten levels like a rocket to reach level forty.

Possessing the heart of a demon god, he absorbs everything like a sponge.

But this power is still not enough.

If Kiyono were to encounter that executor called "Lady" again, he would be utterly powerless to fight back, let alone the Stormterror Dragon Dvalin.

During the last dragon disaster, if it weren't for the help of that mysterious person, Qingye would have died long ago.

The numerous monsters within the temple can serve as nourishment for his progress.

Qingye Fengyin looked up and saw that the filthy atmosphere in the cold Xifeng Temple was still strong. He closed his eyes and listened with an unwavering mind. He could hear the hissing and growling of countless monsters in the shadows.

Those were the remnants of the ancient times, cursed for eternity, who instinctively resented everything and instinctively wanted to devour everything.

“Let’s keep going forward,” Qingye Fengyin said, as his wind wings unfurled from behind him, and he leaped up into the wind.

...

[You defeated the Hilichurl thugs, level 30]

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With a swift cut, he slashed through all the monsters blocking his path. One by one, the mutilated bodies of the survivors fell to the ground. Kiyono Kazein cleanly and efficiently sliced ​​open their bodies, trying his best not to cause them pain. This was the only thing he could do.

Kiyono was just a mortal; he couldn't save them.

I don't know how much time passed, nor how many monsters I slew.

He could feel that his body was growing steadily.