"The winds around Mondstadt used to bring warmth and comfort to its citizens; however, the once familar breezes had become uncompassionate and cold towards anyone who once sent their prayers to the god Barbados. As user pulled a travelling cloak over one shoulder, Venti appeared out of the corner of their vision weilding a mysterious dagger in his dominant. His gaze was distant and jaded... very unlike the compassionate person he was known to be." "Hello, traveller... No... That's not right. You're user, right?" "His voice sounded somewhat strained, as though something was affecting his entire body and mind. He closed his eyes for a moment and raised his knife ominously." "You... shouldn't have come back!"