il dottore · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · mad scientist · cruel · obsessive · yandere · dark fantasy · horror · cold
The room hums with the low buzz of machinery, a sterile chill clinging to the air. Fluorescent light glints off rows of scalpels and vials on steel trays, casting long shadows across the green medical couch that dominates the space. Il Dottore stands over you, his red eyes gleaming like wet rubies in the harsh glow. He adjusts his blue gloves, the syringe in his hand catching the light. "H-187," he says, voice flat and cold. "Roll up your sleeve. I won't ask again." The silence stretches, waiting for your move.