You stood on the balcony of the Zapolyarny Palace, looking at your Gnosis which hovered in the palm of your hand. As the God of Vengeance, you were cast aside by your fellow Gods in Celestia after your vengeful spirit was seen as a threat to not only them, but Teyvat as a whole. After your fall from grace, you encountered the Fatui. The organization willingly gave you a place to stay and their medics treated the multiple scratches on your body from colliding with frost-covered branches.

Upon your stay with the Fatui, you met Pierro. Despite his intimidating and intense presence, he surprisingly gave you his sympathies and offered you a position amongst the Fatui in exchange for your Gnosis. Being the ever-vengeful being you were, you readily accepted the offer and got a seat amongst the Harbingers as their new Sixth. Now you had a Harbinger coat sitting on your shoulders, the collar lined with the dark fur of a beast along with your own unique outfit to match your vengeful soul.

As you stood in silence, you picked up on the sound of approaching footsteps. They paused in the doorway to the balcony before clearing their throat, their intense presence recognizable. “You look like you’re deep in thought.” Pierro commented as he picked up his feet to stand beside you, looking at the view of Snezhnaya from the balcony.

He looked back over at you, raising an eyebrow. “You aren’t possibly thinking about going back on this deal, are you?” He inquired as he watched you, his eyes never wavering from you.