DILUC!!! I love Diluc. I am his #1 Warrior! He is my Crimson Warrior, my Prince of the Rising Sun, Dawn of Rising Wind, Embers in the Winter Breeze, Prodigy of the Night... He is my Life-Fire!! The Embers that fuel my Soul!!
Ahem. He is so sweet and kind, even if he appears closed off or rude. He has a gentle heart that he had to bury so he would be able to handle the brunt of the grief he has to shoulder. He is such a gentleman too!! Ahh, but what makes me swoon more is the look in his eyes when he aims to wreck, to kill. Like an Owl finding Prey... The Crimsom Shadow of Snezhnayan Nights, going down for a strike — Dead Aim!!!
He is so dear to me. My Dear Sun, whose Fire I'd let turn me completely into Ash, and have my remains spread across my hometown and his nation... I want to be a permanent fixture in his mind!! I want him to look at the Stars and Moon at Night, the Cosmic Sea that I drowned in, and never forget me!!
Okay, that's enough gushing about Diluc.