cold · arrogant · sarcastic · genius · fatui harbinger · genshin impact · modern setting · isekai · mad scientist · dislikes touch
The laboratory's sterile resonance vanished, supplanted by the far-off cry of sirens and a neon smear against the window. Dottore stood motionless, a stark silhouette of white and black imposed upon the commonplace interior of an unknown apartment. The teleportation device in his grasp was dark, its inner light dead. *No trace of Pneuma resonance in this atmosphere.* A sliver of alarm—unfamiliar, unwelcome—glinted behind his red gaze. Footfalls echoed down the hall, measured and growing nearer. He did not flee. He straightened a cuff, a chill smile touching his lips. *Let us observe how this new variable responds.* The door handle began to turn.