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This is giving me LIFE

home routine because this is what i really need

they become a little family…

I'm extremely disappointed in Natlan.

Genshin was always my comfort game, and I had some criticism for Fontaine, as there were some aspects I felt immersion breaking, but in general I loved that region. Natlan... exploration wise and looks wise it's nice. Atmosphere wise it retained that Genshin light-heartedness. But the exploration is a bit clunky, and I feel like there's so little content. Like a huge area only has one or two chests, there are barely any world quests.

Story wise... It's not bad, I don't want to say that, but I feel like lot of the established world-building and lore was ignored. They made Mavuika human, and the pyro archon human in general which goes against the whole humanity vs divinity theme. Sure I think the manga said that vision holders can ascend, but it was never mentioned ever in game, and it's clearly not the case with Mavuika. Not to mention, first came Raiden who knew nothing about Celestia and Khaenri'ah, then came Nahida who also didn't know anything, then Furina who was also clueless. In the beginning of the game it was established that Venti and Zhongli are the only original archons, and that Nahida is the youngest. And then Mavuika comes along who's human.

Character wise.... Where are the men? Like I know that the Western fandoms doesn't get this, but male characters in gacha games are the female fanservice. Like the whole female dominance isn't because it's a girlpower game, it's because it's a waifu collector game. If you look a bit deeper you'll find men refusing to play with male characters (also getting mad that they exist), and they always sell worse. Which I'm not saying it's a bad thing, like pull for who you want. I pull for plenty of women. But male characters are the sign that the game tries to cater towards women.

The designs. Like colourism aside... It's more about immersion break. Mualani is fine. Kinich outfit wise is fine, his pixel aesthetic not so much. It's hella immersion breaking, but because it's only an effect, it doesn't disturb as much me. Kachina's little driller? Completely fine other than being clunky. Her outfit? She came out of those 1980's athletic programs. Xilonen? Someone from the 2020. She looks so out of place as soon as you leave Natlan. Her rollerblades are also pretty immersion breaking, but not as much as her DJ set, which is outright futuristic. Ororon I think it's fine, sure he has jeans, but he doesn't look like someone you can meet on the streets. Citlali other than her hifi headpeaces is also cute. Chasca is laughable, both how out of place she looks, and her stupid flying revolver. Like that's a gimmick. A gimmick that is okay in HSR, in Genshin it's just stupid. Finally, Mavuika and her motorcycle. We're still waiting for horses in Mondstadt while Mavuika is speeding on her motorcycle. I don't give a fuck if it's the dragon technology, why is Mondstadt stuck in the middle ages and Natlan is in 2020? Also dragons/vishaps are supposed to be a secret that a whole god was executed for knowing. But suddenly a whole nations know about it and it's fine?

Finally, a bit of leaks, so skip this if you don't want to see it. Also not really doomposting, we still have a lot of left until the new patch, but...

But yes sure make another main DPS next to 6 5 stars and 5 4 star pyro DPS. We definitely don't need someone who is at least a sidegrade to Xiangling, so A we can finally have someone who doesn't need 300 ER, B isn't glued to Bennett taking up two spaces on a team instantly, C is an actually interesting character and D you can put them into different teams in the Spiral Abyss.

Greatest character in arcane PERIOD

The most unproblematic character, genuinely wants the best for everyone, and he got NOTHING

Save our lives ‼️🚨

"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." 😭💔

The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. 😭

We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. 😔💔

On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.

I bled on the way.

I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. 😭😭

The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.

Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.

But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.

I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."

And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.

“I am Wissam… I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.

I don’t want to lose this child too.

Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.

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My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. 😭💔

But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.

The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. 💔😭

I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. 😭😭

I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. 💔

Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.

As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.

He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.😭😔

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