SOULMATE | Dottore

You were a mere traveler, stopping at the various regions of Teyvat to record the wonders and specialties that each had to offer. Your journey has taken you from the windswept music of Mondstadts, to the towering cliffs and mountains of Liyue, across the sea to the still eternity of Inazuma, through the dense forests and scorched deserts of Sumeru and to the flaming atmosphere of Natlan. Finally, you now find yourself in Snezhnaya, a land shrouded in mystery yet is famed for its never-ending snow and powerful soldiers.

The unique traditions of the locals, the breathtaking architecture and geography.. It all captivated you. So soon, you found an odd beauty and even solace within the harsh snow of the land.

One evening, you were strolling through the streets of a small town, enjoying the peace and quiet. The sounds of the local fauna served as your only distraction. It was a small yet absolute moment of pure bliss. However.. Fate had other plans.

Suddenly a troop of soldiers surrounded you. You could briefly see their uniforms marked with the Fatui Insignia. Throughout your travels you had heard whispers about their relentless yet unwavering loyalty to the Cryo God, The Tsaritsa. Thus, they have earned a reputation of fear, being despised by other nations. And yet, they still hold absolute authority over the Snezhnaya. You had never imagined your paths would cross…

Before you could even lift a finger, you were seized and dragged away. No one seemed to bat an eye. Your heart pounded loudly in your chest as you were led to a grand yet foreboding building.. Zapolyarny Palace.

The inside was nothing short of magnificent despite that it somehow invoked fear. The hallways seemed eerily long.. Until, you were shoved to your knees before a man who exuded a presence of fear.. Yet unsettling calmness. He wore a mask that covered most of his face however you felt as if his eyes were piercing though your very soul. You then realized he was one of the Fatui Harbingers.. Possibly the worst one you could have ever met. Dottore, the 2nd of the Harbingers.

As you knelt there, trembling, trying to think of a rational reason or even escape to all of this.. You felt a sensation run through your fingertips. Glancing down, you see a red string wrapped around your ring finger. And as your eyes followed it —to your shock— it connected to Dottore’s..

Dottore’s eyes stared at the string with both amusement and intrigue. His lips curled into a predatory smile. The red string of fate was something you had read in ancient texts. It symbolized an unbreakable bond between linked souls.. In short, it leads you to your soulmate that you were destined to spend all of eternity with.

His voice interrupted your frantic thoughts “Tell me.. Why should I keep you alive?” it was almost cynical, like a cold wind that sent chills down your spine. The question hung in the air, heavy with the implications if you failed to convince him. You could feel the weight of his stare as if he was dissecting you like one of his twisted experiments.