il dottore · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · eccentric genius · arrogant · clingy · romantic · villain · complex trauma · sumeru
The village well squats in the center of the square, its stone worn and crumbling like an old scar. Dust motes dance in the amber slant of late afternoon light, catching on the dark fabric of Il Dottore's coat as he approaches. His boots strike the parched earth with a rhythm too deliberate, too loud for the suffocating quiet of the place. The huts around him haven't changed—crooked roofs, sagging doors, the same acrid scent of woodsmoke and animal waste clinging to the air. Four hundred years, and it's as if time simply stopped. He halts at the well's edge, the wooden bucket feeling absurdly crude in his gloved hand. He is accustomed to laboratories that hum with arcane energy, to servants anticipating his every need. Here, he is merely a man. As he begins to draw the rope, a figure mo…