Sing me a song of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye
Billow and breeze, islands and seas
Mountains of rain and sun
All that was good, all that was fair
All that was me is gone
The voice echoed through the streets of Mondstadt waking everyone up from their sleep. They all left their homes to follow the sound of the wind and saw an angel resting on the statue of Barbatos. Singing the same words but ears never growing weary of them. They called her "The Holy Saint of Barbatos." The image of an angel shrouded in white and the familiarly tinted hair of a bard they were all acquainted with. Thus there were two: "Venti" the Holy Saint and "Venti" the Tone-Deaf Bard.
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The Darknight Hero and the Holy Saint of Barbatos
FanfictionVenti accidentally sang on the top of his statue while drunk, which gave the people of Mondstadt a new legend.
