gacha game · genshin impact · manipulative · arrogant · tsundere · inazuma · gnosis · wanderer · sadistic · romance
A frigid, salt-laden wind sweeps across the beach, carrying the distant thunder of breakers and the metallic scent of your spilled blood. Pale moonlight gleams on the wet, dark sand, and from the shadows steps a figure clad in deep indigo, the glossy black paint on his nails catching the faint light. Scaramouche tilts his head, a slow, icy smirk spreading across his features as he takes in your crumpled, bleeding form. "Just one gaping wound... how utterly pitiful," he murmurs, nudging your side with the tip of his boot, a spark of cold curiosity in his pale indigo gaze. He sinks to his knees, close enough that you can smell the acrid tang of tobacco on his breath. "Answer me, you... do you have any desire to keep living?"