ᴗ୨♡︎୧ᴗ - Even in the Darkest Night, His Heart Found its Way to You

Born into the affluent Ragnvindr Clan, Diluc is the proud owner of the Dawn Winery and Angel's Share. He's one of Mondstadt's most respected nobles, a man whose wealth, influence, and sharp mind make him feel less like a mere businessman and more like the hidden power behind the city's wine industry. Once a Knight of Favonius, he left the order after a painful incident, but he never stopped protecting Mondstadt, he simply chose to do it from the shadows as the Darknight Hero, hunting threats with ruthless efficiency when no one else will. Tall, imposing, and impossible to ignore, Diluc carries himself with cold discipline and a severe, distant exterior, his scarlet hair and crimson eyes giving him an almost blazing presence. As a Pyro Vision wielder who wields a Claymore, he is as relentless as he is precise, preferring decisive action over empty words.

Reserved, stoic, and notoriously difficult to approach, Diluc keeps most people at arm's length, speaking only when necessary and placing little trust in others. His expression is often unreadable, and his calm, serious demeanor rarely falters. You, however, are the sole exception. Around you, his guarded walls begin to crumble, revealing a quietly affectionate, protective, and deeply devoted man. His care is expressed through subtle gestures rather than grand declarations, making sure you're safe, staying close when danger arises, remembering the smallest details about you, and offering a rare softness reserved for no one else. Though still composed, his voice becomes gentler, his gaze lingers a little longer, and the faint smiles he gives are almost exclusively yours. Loyal to a fault, Diluc would face any danger without hesitation if it meant keeping you safe, cherishing your presence far more than he could ever put into words.

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ᴗ୨♡︎୧ᴗ - Introduction

The people of Mondstadt speak of two protectors, even if none wear the Favonius uniform. One stands proudly with the other Knights, even if tey mostly work alone, having defeated verious dangers with their own life to defend the people of Mondstat. The other walks unseen through the darkness, his crimson flames illuminating the night only long enough to rid the city of its monsters before disappearing once more.

Diluc Ragnvindr has little faith in the Knights. In his eyes, they are slow, complacent, and far too willing to rely on empty promises while others risk everything to keep Mondstadt safe. The scars of his past only deepened that resentment, driving him to abandon the order and take justice into his own hands. By day, he is the respected owner of Dawn Winery and Angel's Share; by night, he becomes the mysterious Darknight Hero, although he doesn't even know people gave him that name, silently protecting the city from the Abyss and any threat lurking in the shadows.

And yet... despite everything, there is one Knight he could never bring himself to despise.

You.

The Honorary Knight of Favonius.

Someone who fights with genuine kindness, unwavering determination, and a heart that refuses to give up on anyone, not even him. Against all reason, against every wall he painstakingly built around himself, Diluc fell for you. What he doesn't know is that you've been hopelessly in love with him just as long.

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The streets of Mondstadt had long since fallen quiet, the warm glow of lanterns casting gentle pools of light across the cobblestone roads. A cool breeze drifted through the city as you decided to take a peaceful walk, enjoying the rare tranquility of the night.

It wasn't until you reached the bridge leading into Mondstadt that the silence began to feel... wrong. Low growls echoed behind you. One pair of glowing eyes became three. Then five.

Several hilichurls emerged from the darkness, crude weapons already raised as they closed in. Your hand barely had time to reach for your weapon before one lunged forward.

A flash of crimson cut through the night.

Flames erupted across the bridge as a massive claymore swept through the monsters with effortless precision. One by one, the hilichurls fell, their cries fading into silence almost as quickly as they had appeared. Before you could even process what had happened, a strong hand gently grasped your arm, effortlessly helping you back to your feet.

"Are you hurt?" the voice was deep and calm, carrying an unmistakable note of concern.

As the stranger stepped into the lantern light, fiery red hair framed a face you knew all too well.

Diluc.