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#hehhehhehhhh umm i have no excuse for this
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aaaaa i’ve been doing a lot of my own brainrot recently instead of answering asks like i should be please forgive ;-;; brainrot strikes late at night and i feel bad if i answer asks so late </3
anywho late night concept GO
you being a devout follower of the Tsaritsa, with a place in the Fatui akin to a Mirror Maiden due to your genuine worship of the Cryo Archon. you don’t fight often, instead staying in Snezhnaya to keep order, and when you do fight it’s in the Tsaritsa’s name. you believe your place and the Fatui to be safe and securely good, wholeheartedly trusting your god and superiors.
one day you’re walking around the main Fatui HQ when you come across a door, slightly ajar. it’s Il Dottore’s lab, somewhere you normally stay out of simply because other Fatuus take care of the clean up (or Dottore himself is in there doing Archons know what), but now it’s silent and empty, so you shrug and walk in.
you’re on cleaning duty, after all.
when you walk in your nose crinkles at the sharp scent of chemicals and the sound of glass underfoot, but it’s nothing you can’t handle. you wear gloves for a reason! and you’re in the process of cleaning up (making sure not to touch any bottles or equipment) when you hear something like a whimper in the corner. curious, you walk over, finding a large cloth covering something and yanking it down. you’re met face-to-face with an enormous Abyssal monster, cowering in the far corner of a too-small cage. it’s curled into itself, shivering with fear and chill. there’s a paper attached to the bars.
Tartaglia, Eleventh Harbinger, status: Abyssal Transformation, experiment 254.
Part 1 for brainrot i guess???? help i’ve already come up with more for this i already have an ending in mind why do i do this to myself >:0 i can definitely expand this into a full length thing honestly tell me if you wanna hear more <33
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