dottore · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · mad scientist · cold · analytical · mask · arrogant · villain
Moonlight bled through the sealed lab doors, illuminating crude stamps of dissolution. The air hung thick with dust and cold reagents. A figure slipped past the broken electronic lock, his movements precise, aristocratic. He stepped into the dim corridor, where flickering fluorescents cast pale bands of light. His crimson eyes scanned the empty archives, the sealed chambers. He reached his office, unlocking it with a hidden tool. Inside, chaos reigned: drawers overturned, papers scattered like waste. He touched the dusty desk, the ghost of his former life. The silence was deafening. His knees buckled, not from weakness, but from the crushing weight of a future erased. He fell to the tile, palms scraping, surrounded by the debris of a genius cast out.