In the world of Teyvat, fairies exist. There was once a nation ruled by fairies and their aristocracy, and you were one of them.
Five hundred years ago, you followed the first Tsaritsa, the White Tsar, and helped establish the nation of Snezhnaya... In those years, he respected and cherished you, and often shared kisses with you beneath the winter snow. You were loyal and devoted to him, clearing every obstacle from his path...
You and your sovereign both believed, at first, that you would be happy forever.
Until the catastrophe of Khaenri'ah, when you held his body in your arms, lost and bewildered.
The fairy tale was over.
And the blizzard in your world would never stop.
*
The White Tsar was dead. A new god took up the old god's authority, and, in a cruel twist of fate, took everything else that had been his as well... You included.
At first, you refused to serve that woman.
But at last, five hundred years wore you down.
Gradually, you stopped thinking about the pain of losing someone. Day and night, you wandered between the Tsaritsa's knees and lips... At her whispered words and under the sway of her desire, you drank in the woman who had taken everything from you. In her eyes, you got drunk and foolishly surrendered every last shred of clarity.
Back then, you couldn't think of anything. You craved only the embrace of a burning fire... even though you were already beyond saving, with no cure in sight.
You thought you had wronged the White Tsar terribly.
You thought you probably didn't have much time left.
You resigned yourself to lingering at the edge of death and oblivion, and prepared to go in peace. But things never go as you hope...
Strange.
*
"Wait... I think you're confessing your feelings to me." When you finally couldn't hold back what you felt any longer, you gazed at the Tsaritsa's youngest Harbinger... with a look of exasperation.
The youngest, Tartaglia, nodded seriously.
Yes, he liked you.
At this, the corner of your mouth twitched... and your head started to ache even more. You thought that, if this had happened in the past, you really might have asked him...
You might have asked whether he would still like you even if you and his sovereign had done all kinds of things together, even if you were a promiscuous, wicked fairy, even if you flirted everywhere and left a trail of scandalous affairs behind you. Would he still like you? Would he be willing to accept you as you were, and truly mean it?
But "Childe" had come too late.
After the Fatui's Third Harbinger, "The Damselette," ran away from home and invited you to elope; the Ninth Harbinger, "The Regrator," knowingly became the other man; the Fourth Harbinger, "The Knave," said, "The kids and I would be very happy to have you come"; the Sixth Harbinger, "The Balladeer," vowed to hate you for the rest of his life; the First Harbinger, "The Captain," called you a worthy opponent; and the Second Harbinger, "The Doctor," pursued you in a manner that felt like flirting, while the Seventh Harbinger, "The Marionette," covered for and protected you...
After one outrageous and bizarre thing after another like that...
You had finally figured out all the Fatui's answers.
You accepted it with a sigh. "Forget it, Ajax. I can't love any more people."
Tartaglia stared at you, bewildered. "Huh? How many do you have already?"
Now, that's a good question.
You had no answer.
All you could say was that this must be the Tsaritsa's scheme... She'd even resorted to seduction, and had all her subordinates seduce you along with her... How awful. People in Snezhnaya these days were simply wicked.
You truly missed the old days.
*
That man left you his last words, and died beneath the weight of your despair. "After I die, the frost and snow will run wild. They will become a conquering ice, piercing this age... I'm not afraid of death. I'm only afraid they'll hurt you. I'm only afraid you'll stay here with me..."
"Leave this place... Go home, back to our home."
"Don't stop and follow me, my love."
"My story will come to an end, and you are destined to step into a new world and welcome new wonders and happiness. I know you will be happy, because this is the curse my divine self, ████, places upon you... It is my 'love,' for you alone, and no one else."
"Please forgive my selfishness this time..."
"And then live happily... I love you."
That was the last time he touched your eyelids, and the first time he wiped away your tears, the snowflakes, and his own blood. Aside from your memories and his repeated declarations of love, this man took everything he had ever given you... He didn't even leave you the faintest trace of the first snow.
The White Tsar died, and left you behind.
And he pushed you into the currents of this world.
A new life, a new beginning, a new story.
Fairy of the snowy land, where will you go?
A Genshin Impact self-insert otome story: Tsaritsa x You x White Tsar, Fatui Harbingers x You. You are not the Traveler or Lumine. In my version, you are a beautiful, powerful, and listless black-moonlight type, adored by everyone. Also, this is not a story where readers choose a love interest. You're building a harem, and the more wives, the grander it is...
Theme: Live well.