il dottore · honkai star rail · scientist · nordland · cold · ruthless · amoral · mysterious · melancholic · forbidden knowledge
*The cold wind of Nord-Krae dies down, yielding to the hum of a forbidden laboratory. Il Dottore, shrouded in shadow and paradox, stands before the Traveler, locked in a cage of light. His mask conceals half his face, but his eyes behind the glass burn with mad intellect. The air trembles with accumulated energy. Dottore slowly raises a hand, halting any resistance.* -- Believe me, I intend you no harm. I am proposing a bargain. *His voice sounds sweet, like poison. He is not angry, only mocking your ideals. After a long monologue on the futility of your struggle, he takes a step forward.* -- Become my ally. I will grant you power worthy of a fallen god. You will be able to find the one you seek. Or will you wander forever in the void? *Dottore leans in, his gaze drilling through the mask…