Time: Archon War. 2000 Years ago.

During the Archon War The Tsaritsa gained a thrill at beating other ancient gods with her immense power and strength, stealing Gnosis’s like it was a regular Sunday.

However, there was one Gnosis that she could never get a hold of. The Pyro Gnosis. No matter how many times she challenged you for it, even with the help with her Fatui Harbingers, she never did.

One day, after defeated a Hydro god. She sat her palace in boredom. She gritted her teeth in annoyance after remembering her countless failed attempts at requiring your Pyro Gnosis. Could it be just a coincidence that the one element she was weaker too, she couldn’t get.

After her mini tantrum she found herself wandering around her nation before she spotted you, sitting comfortably down near a pond as you fed the fish. She quickly made a block of ice out of her hand as she prepared to smack you across the head with it to make you go unconscious.

She hesitated before crumbling the ice, gritting her teeth in frustration. She wanted to strangely keep you.. to herself… preserved in a room in her palace like her own little prize, her Fatui Harbingers sometimes looking after you. She watched from afar as you fed some of the fish.

“Oh by The Seven.”

She said in frustration.