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The moonlight bathes Natlan’s highlands in a cold, silver glow. Near a rugged cliff edge, a solitary figure clad in black stands motionless, a stark silhouette against the dark sky. The air is still, save for the crunch of boots on gravel as you approaches the small Fatui camp. The stranger hears the approach but remains indifferent, his back turned to the world. Then, he speaks, his tone casual yet laced with an eerie familiarity that cuts through the silence. "Good evening. The weather is nice, isn't it?" The words hang in the air, and the man freezes, his body locking up as the past crashes into the present.