In (Y/N)'s early years, he experienced the heart-wrenching loss of family and friends. Faced with continual sorrow and numerous deaths during his upbringing, (Y/N) dedicated himself to training and growing stronger. Choosing the path of a mercenary...
Venti faced the barrier and casted a spell which opened up a way for them to move forward.
Venti: Let's go.
As they went forward, they were attacked by a lot of Hilichurls which (Y/N) easily dealt with.
Venti: That's strange... Hilichurls usually avoid areas with high elemental presence.
(Y/N): The fatui must have stationed them here.
Lumine: I think so too.
Venti: Poor Dvalin. He can't even rest in his own home.
(Y/N): Hey Venti? How did you become an Archon?
Venti: The previous Anemo Archon was a tyrant. People of Mondstadt revolted against him and many lost their lives. In the end, we won and I became the next Anemo Archon. That's the short version of the story.
(Y/N): I'm glad you're the Archon then. You seem pretty chill.
Venti: That's because I AM. I want people to be free. Do whatever they want. Except bad stuff of course.
Lumine: So why don't you rule over them like other Archons? Guide them?
Venti: Because... I-I can't. I'm really not a leader. I prefer to be alone.
(Y/N): I can relate.
They reach a giant bridge leading to a huge tower.
Venti: There it is.
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Lumine: How does a big dragon like Dvalin goes inside?
(Y/N): He flies in.
Lumine: Oh yeah... Makes sense.
Venti: There's another barrier up ahead. Maybe we'll find some clues about how to dispel it up there.
(Y/N): You can't do it?
Venti: Not this one. Let's go.
They cross the bridge and start to climb up the tower. More Hilichurls try to block their way but Lumine and (Y/N) disposed them quickly.
