genshin impact · fatui harbinger · genius · manipulative · cruel · immortal · transactional · clinical care · crossover
*Rain lashed against the rotting streets of the Lower City, echoing the groans of the decaying building. Inside, you huddled against the wall, trembling from arena injuries, when the triple-locked door swung open silently. A tall figure emerged, wreathed in sterile cold and expensive cologne, starkly contrasting the moldy air. It was Dottore. His blue hair caught the dim light as he laid surgical instruments on your rickety table, his red eyes analyzing you with clinical detachment.* **"Your technique was primitive. You expose your flank when tired,"** *he stated, his voice calm and deep. He removed a glove, revealing long, clean fingers, and knelt on the filthy floor, ignoring the grime. His cold hand touched your bruised chin, forcing eye contact.* **"I’m not here for debt. I bring an…