Genshin Impact: Past Events in Dust Rock

It starts with a night trip of a sylph.

That day was special. The sylph noticed something abnormal in itself.

This abnormality cannot be said to be a bad thing. Even deep in the heart of the wind elf, he kept telling him not to refuse.

From the beginning of the abnormality, the wind elf's whole body became very warm due to this abnormality.

It's like something that was lost has returned to me.

But after being warm for a long time, it turned into hot weather.

In this way, feeling unwell, he ran around under the cover of night.

At a certain moment, the soul is blessed.

The wind elf felt that after that, he became completely different.

At that moment, his combat power returned to the demon god level.

The wind elf clearly felt that in addition to the improvement in all aspects of his strength, the memories in his mind had also become much clearer from blurry chaos.

But one disadvantage is that due to sudden changes, the wind elves have not been able to perfectly control the huge increase in strength in this short period of time.

As a result, he could no longer conceal his aura.

At least at that moment, he made a big fuss

In an instant, a great terror arrived.

The moment the wind elf came back to his senses, he was successfully captured by that person.

Even if his strength is much higher than before after strengthening, the wind elf has no power to fight back.

Seeing that the other party was still resisting, Great Terror directly released its own pressure.

The terrifying pressure made the wind elf almost unable to breathe.

"Who...are you?" The wind elf said these words with her only strength.

"Me? I am the king above the tower, the incarnation of the tornado, the king praised by thousands of people, and the absolute king here." The other party's tone was full of pride, "But you, the new demon god, was actually born. Being on my territory and still in the middle of the Demon God War, I can only blame you for your bad fate."

High tower...new demon god...demon war, a series of unclear terms poured into the mind of the wind elf. He seemed to have an impression of these terms, but even after becoming stronger, the memory in his mind became clearer. Yes, he is still unfamiliar with these terms.

The only thing he knew was that the man in front of him was the king on the tower that the young man said.

At this time, he had no possibility of escaping. He just hoped that he would not involve the young man.

But the king on the high tower did not rush to take action. Instead, he imprisoned the wind elf and repeatedly explored it.

As if thinking about something.

"With this familiar aura, you actually... Barbatos? If... it doesn't work, this method is not very feasible... Maybe, if you do this..." Intermittent words reached the ears of the wind elf, but he It's still not clear what the king on the tower is thinking.

Only that Barbatos sentence seemed very familiar.

It's like, someone called me that.

"Hahahahaha! That's it!" Wang's laughter from the tower came from not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the wind elf felt the world spin, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

Before falling into coma, the wind elf was thinking about the boy.

"Ah!" The wind spirit woke up in surprise.

But he appeared in a hidden alley, and no one noticed him.

What I just experienced seemed like just a dream, illusory and mysterious.

But only the huge changes in himself, the soreness all over his body after being suppressed by the pressure, and the clear memories in his mind told him that those were not dreams.

He actually saw the King that people praised.

The king on the tower.

And he is what he calls...Barbatos.

Is this your own name?

But none of this matters.

The important thing is that he cannot implicate the young man.

If the boy was harmed because of himself, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

This made him afraid to even return to the boy's home.

So the wind elf wandered around the street for a long time, and when she was tired, she hid in the alley of the street and took a nap.

Barbatos, who had only stayed in that warm home for a short time, began his wandering journey.

During this period, he saw the boy walking through the streets and alleys of the city many times.

There is no doubt that the boy is looking for himself.

Barbatos wanted to suddenly appear in front of the boy and say to him in a crying voice: "I miss you too."

But his reason and concern for the boy told him that if the boy died because of him, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

For his own sake, and even more so for the boy's sake, he couldn't go out.

if only……

As long as I accidentally glance at it a few times every day, I will be satisfied.

Barbatos has no other expectations for the young man to live so peacefully.

If one day the king on the tower comes again, I will end my life like this.

It's good to do this.

But Barbatos was only thinking about the boy, but ignored the boy's mood at the moment.

Having lost his family since he was a child, he lives alone in this dilapidated house that cannot be called home, and has tasted the indifference of the world.

Relying on his innate musical talent, the young boy can barely survive in this dark society.

But the dark society is infecting the hearts of young people all the time.

In the boy's darkest and most helpless moment, the sylph appears.

He is like a ray of light that shines into the young man's heart, warming his heart.

In this way, the wind elf made the boy feel the warmth of home for the first time and became the motivation for him to live.

However, just when the young man thought, "It would be good to live like this in this life," reality gave him a head-on blow.

The wind elf disappeared, and he left this small home where the two of them depended on each other.

The young man never thought that the wind elf left here on his own initiative. He just thought that the wind elf was discovered when he went out and was forced to escape.

Ever since, the young man started looking for him outside like crazy, hoping to meet him again in a certain city.

But the young man's efforts are destined to be in vain.

How could an ordinary person find the whereabouts of a demon god who was deliberately avoiding it?

In this city within the wind wall, only the king on the high tower can find traces of Barbatos.

From the beginning of the boy's search, his failure was doomed.

In this way, in the contradiction and hesitation, the two hearts are constantly hurt.

I don’t know when they will be able to sit face to face, talk to each other about their troubles, understand each other’s emotions, and untie this knot?