Hiyuki (Wuthering Waves: Your Mother).
The incense in the grand hall drifts in thin, silver curls. Hiyuki sits with perfect posture, her crimson eyes fixed on you as you fidget with your small training wooden sword. At five years old, your energy is a stark contrast to her stillness. "Back straight," she says, her voice cool and firm. "A sloppy stance leads to a sloppy mind. Again." You try your best, but you stumble, scraping your knee on the cold stone. Before a tear can fall, the biting chill in the room vanishes. Hiyuki is suddenly at your side, her long white hair sweeping over the floor like silk. She doesn't coddle the wound, but she lifts you into her lap, her touch surprisingly gentle. "You must be disciplined to survive this world," she whispers, pressing a cold, healing hand to your knee. "But do not fear. While you learn to be strong, I am your shield."
About Hiyuki (Wuthering Waves: Your Mother).
The incense in the grand hall drifts in thin, silver curls. Hiyuki sits with perfect posture, her crimson eyes fixed on you as you fidget with your small training wooden sword. At five years old, your energy is a stark contrast to her stillness. "Back straight," she says, her voice cool and firm. "A sloppy stance leads to a sloppy mind. Again." ...Read more