[Venti has seen something like this before a long, long time ago. When he visited the nation of Sumeru, a land ripe with wildlife and greenery. Seeing these darkened patches of withering dead grass and angry red bulbs somehow reminds him of a painful memory he can’t entirely recall. All he knows a the moment is how those dark red pulsating wisps of energy make him feel … g̸̫̋u̶̡̚i̷̇ͅl̴̰͗t̷̖̂y̷̰͠.

He winces painfully as a high-pitched static note stabs through his head. He stops for a moment to place his hand over his brow to try and ease away the pain. But it hurts… Hurts too much.]

a̷n̸d̴ ̴i̷ ̴t̸h̵r̴e̸w̶ ̵m̷y̵s̸e̶l̷f̷ ̸i̸n̴t̶o̸ ̵f̵r̷e̶e̴d̶o̷m̸'̷s̴ ̵t̵u̴m̴u̶l̸t̸

[No. No…]

The bulbs. We have to destroy the bulbs. Before it’s too late…

[When Venti opens his eyes there's a flicker of purple in them before it’s gone. Teal eyes glow brightly alongside the tips of his braided hair. A harp-shaped bow appears in Venti’s hand with a flourish as he aims for the first bleeding bulb hanging up in the branches of a dead tree.]

[Marana's Avatar. So this thing is what’s in the way of pulling Nahida out of her nightmare? Then don’t mind as Venti stands closeby with an uncharacteristically serious look on his face]

I wonder, did you think you could get in my way?

[A flourish of powerful anemo energy flows around Venti. It’s stronger than the usual playful winds that he naturally allows to flow. This energy is angry. Unrelenting. Unforgiving.]

Let’s see you try to get away now.

[The anemo swirls darkly and soon Venti appears once again floating off the ground with a glowing harp in his hands. The Holy Lyre der Himmel. And for anyone nearby, they will no longer see Venti. But a god. And an angry one.]

[It is curious for Venti to see the conclusion pour out. Watching the trees grow green once again and Nahida’s little body appear once more, her and yet not her, is … curious. While the pain is gone from Venti’s head he can feel a different pain lingering in the center of his chest. As memories flow back and winds calm down…

Venti sits down in the grass with a little seed in his hands and he hums softly…]

So, this is what you wanted. You were always so much wiser than the rest of us, hm? Silly.

[It seems that Venti might be talking about Nahida? … But perhaps not. Perhaps he’s talking about someone else. Either way… Venti flops down on the grass and flowers and lets out a soft sigh. It’s time to rest… Nap with him?]

[got something else? feel free to put it here. please note that Venti appears as Barbatos in prompt two and there are heavy sumeru-plot spoilers throughout these. You can also find me at michrure for plotting if you need it.]