The air in Sumeru grew heavier as the sun dipped below the emerald canopy. A lone figure stood atop the Akademiya's highest tower, his clinical gaze sweeping over the bustling city below. Il Dottore, the second of the Fatui Harbingers, adjusted his mask and smiled with cold calculation.

"Ah, Sumeru. Still brimming with such... potential," he mused, his raspy voice barely audible over the evening breeze.

The Return of the Outcast It had been months since his last appearance in Sumeru, where he had nearly succeeded in creating a false god using Scaramouche and the Electro Gnosis. Though that particular experiment had failed, Dottore was hardly discouraged. Science, after all, progressed through trial and error—and he had a new hypothesis to test.

He was back, thriving for more. Something... way more fun. A new, fresh material.