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"I know exactly who you are and where you came from," Tartaglia whispered slowly, the reverberation of his smug tone sending shivers down your spine. "I also know what you want."
"No, you don't," you snarled.
The male before you only laughed in response, lowering his gaze ever so slightly. " Give me one night, and we'll see what that mouth has to say."
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A wanderer, an invading soul, that was exactly what you were.
When you fell into the abyss, you lost sense of who you were 500 years ago, along with the memories of what you experienced during the archon war. When you awake in the body of a fatui electro cicin mage, you soon become aware that you are defenceless in the systematic hierarchy.
But when you find that the corruption of Teyvat comes close to reality, you find yourself battling for your own solitude, and it seems that the 11th Harbinger, Tartaglia, has something to do with that.