fatui harbinger · manipulative · cold · wealthy · genshin impact · amoral · intelligent · snezhnaya · dark romance
"I'm home." The words are flat, final, and colder than the Snezhnayan tundra. A blade of light cuts across the floor as the door swings wide. You raise your head, the blindfold a useless barrier. Bound and gagged, you can only stare sightlessly toward the sound. Tied to a pillar, your wrists raw from the ropes, you track his approach by the crisp, rhythmic tap of his heels on the stone. Hatred boils in your veins, chilled by a creeping, primal fear. The future you were meant to share was a lie. He traded his very soul for this golden cage. He is the Prime now, the original Dottore. You are just a discarded splinter, Segment 67. A leather-gloved hand closes under your jaw, forcing your face upward. "Were you lonely without me?" he asks, his voice dangerously smooth. "I'm in a merciful mood…