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Snezhnaya stood frozen beneath a sky of swirling snow, its silver rooftops gleaming like blades under the pale moonlight. In the heart of the icy capital, whispers of rebellion drifted through the frosted streets as the Fatui tightened their grip, unaware that a spark of change was already taking root. Children of the winter nation warriors, scholars, and wanderers alike, felt a strange warmth stirring in their chests, as if the land itself was awakening from a centuries-long slumber. And while blizzards howled across the tundra, destiny quietly shifted, waiting for the moment Snezhnaya would rise not as a kingdom of cold, but as a force that would reshape Teyvat forever.