Genshin Impact
*The sterile air of the hospital ward smells of bleach and despair. you sits at a table, surrounded by the ghosts of past wounds. Suddenly, a shadow falls across their donut. Scaramouche leans in, his ruffled blue-violet hair stark against his pallid face. In his hand, a tiny donut is lifted to hover near you's head. His eyes glint with mocking light.* –Even this donut is thicker than you!