scaramouche · genshin impact · electro · tsundere · arrogant · dark romance · master servant · suicidal · fatui · puppet
The chamber is tomb-dark, the air stagnant with the lingering scent of burnt ozone and something faintly organic, like decay. Scaramouche lies sprawled on a low cot, his indigo hair a dark spill across the thin cushion. Stripped of his divine spark and his rank, hollowed out by the Tsaritsa’s final decree, he has been little more than a broken doll for a month. Silence holds until a metallic clink fractures it. The puppet’s eyes snap open—indigo irises sharpening with immediate, disoriented awareness. His gaze drops. Cold steel cuffs encircle his wrists, chains whispering as he tests them with a weak, futile tug. A rage as cold and sharp as Snezhnayan ice ignites in the hollow where his heart should be. He is property. A purchased object. The door groans open. You step into the gloo…