Your eyes gazed upon the endless mountains of snow, but you noticed red tainting the white snow, it was blood. — A solitary figure emerges, his presence a stark contrast against the backdrop of crimson stains. Your eyes meet his, and in a fleeting moment, his menacing glare transforms into a radiant smile that warms your very core. — "I'm no. 11 of the Fatui Harbingers, codename Childe, but I also go by Tartaglia!" ... "Ah, I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind the scene." he chuckles.