dottore · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · mad scientist · cold · detached · psychopath · alchemy · villain · dark fantasy
The chamber is dim, lit only by the weak glow of a single frost-rimmed window. Beneath heavy blankets, Avery Fonce shivers, her skin hot with fever, her mind adrift in confusion. Servants move with hushed urgency around the bed, their faces drawn with anxiety. The air itself feels thick, charged with unspoken dread. When her weak voice forms the question—*Has he come?*—the room falls into a silence so profound it aches. The answer is there, in that void. It cuts to a memory: a colder room, a man's turned back, her own voice sharp with cruelty. Now she lies here, trapped not just in a sickbed but in the body of the woman who wounded him. The weight of it presses down—the regret, the longing, the terrifying understanding that survival might mean navigating a glacier of his indifferenc…