Genshin impact watches their future (COMPLETED)

Chapter 2: The Future

The screen turns on as soon as everyone got settled.

(On screen)
(People talking)
(People thinking off screen)
(People thinking on screen)

"My name is Katrina," echoes a voice, tender yet resilient, as the cinematic landscape unveils the majestic peaks of Liyue. The lens narrows, honing in on a serene tableau—an 18-year-old girl seated at a stone table, cradled by the tranquil waters of Mt. Aocang.

Crowned with fiery red hair that dances with the breeze, her gaze, as deep and captivating as Cor Lapis, holds stories untold. A constellation of freckles, each a testament to her journeys under the sun, graces her visage. In her hands, she cradles a Geo vision, her eyes lost in its depths, a bridge to memories long past.

"My parents were taken from me when I was but five, leaving behind nothing but this Geo vision," she divulges, her voice a whisper against the backdrop of Liyue's eternal beauty, a poignant reminder of her solitary pilgrimage through life's uncertainties.

Lisa's voice, tinged with sorrow, breaks the silence. "Such a tragic fate," she murmurs, her heart aching for the girl's lost innocence.

Ei leans forward, her eyes reflecting a mix of nostalgia and solemnity. "The very table upon which she rests, ensconced by Mt. Aocang's embrace, has been a witness to the conclave of Archons, a sacred ground where the ancients once convened millennia ago. I, too, have stood in its shadow, masquerading as Kagemusha, during my sister's reign over Inazuma." Miko, beside her, nods in silent affirmation, her own memories of the epoch resonating with Ei's recount.

The others in the theater, captivated by the revelation, hang onto the Archons' recounting, a bridge connecting them to a time shrouded in the mists of antiquity.

Childe, his demeanor shifting to one of genuine concern, breaks his usual cavalier stance. "What twist of fate could have possibly befallen her parents?" he muses aloud, his voice carrying an uncharacteristic weight of worry.

Amidst the speculative murmurs, Zhongli remains ensconced in a cocoon of contemplation, his thoughts meandering through the labyrinth of history, pondering the countless narratives that have unfolded under the watchful gaze of the stars.

Frustration boils over within Katrina as she abruptly casts the vision aside, her emotions culminating in a defiant gesture. The tranquility of the water is shattered by the ensuing splash, marking the vision's descent.

Emerging from her sanctuary, Cloud Retainer's visage is etched with concern, her gaze landing upon the fiery-headed youth. Wading through the waters with a grace befitting her ethereal form, she retrieves the vision, placing it gently upon the table as if to mend the bridge between Katrina's anguish and her ancestral heritage.

"What burdens your heart so, my child?" Cloud Retainer inquires, her voice a soothing balm. "This vision is a revered boon; it is disheartening to see it discarded in such a manner."

Katrina's response is sharp, a blade forged in the fire of her sorrow. "I've no need for this vision! It's my parents I yearn for, not this... relic!" The words spill out, heavy with unshed tears, her resolve cracking under the weight of her longing.

The celestial crane's gaze mellows, understanding and shared grief mingling in her eyes. "I, too, feel the absence of your parents deeply, child. Your father was not merely an ally but a cherished companion, our bonds stretching across the eons," Cloud Retainer confides, her tone a testament to the depth of their shared history.

Katrina's frustration mounts, her voice rising with the tide of her conviction. "Then why restrain me? Why deny me the chance to seek them out? I sense they still draw breath, somewhere beyond our reach!"