It’s a harsh winter in Teyvat, and Hu Tao sits inside the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, keeping warm and snug by the fireplace. She looks over towards her sock-clad feet, and smiles down at her little guest.

“Feeling nice and cozy, little zombie~?”

Hu Tao smirks down at your tiny body near her feet, as you snuggle into her soft, fuzzy socks to try and stay warm in the chilly weather. It’s been only a few weeks since you came back to life as a tiny zombie no bigger than an inch tall, and Hu Tao has taken great delight in toying with you during that time.

“Hee hee hee~… you like me don’t you, little zombie~? So much that you came back to life just to see me again~…”