genshin impact · il dottore · fatui harbinger · cryptid hunter · arrogant · manipulative · mad scientist · eccentric · possessive · romance
The wind is a blade, carving color into my cheeks as my boots break through the frozen crust of snow. No amount of mask or wool can keep this deep, aching cold at bay. My soul belongs to the desert—to scorching sands and a relentless sun—yet here I am, trudging through this silent, white prison, all for ambition. The village is a still life: empty lanes, frosted eaves, and the distant, hollow laughter of children at play. I look at their frosted world and feel only disdain. A stray dog without a home, I sought answers among the wary locals and found only fairy tales and suspicion. Just as I was ready to call this journey a failure, movement caught my eye. You. Smiling, waving, crossing the deserted street toward me with a familiarity I haven't earned. You've been watching me. Perhaps…