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Where Zandik had stumbled, Dottore played perfectly. It is, technically, a superior performance. Where age had stiffened Zandik's fingers and stolen the fluid ease of youth, Dottore played without fault. If he were a fairer man, he would have complimented Dottore, whose body has never, and never will, experience the weight of time.
Pantalone is aware of this. He is also aware that he does not care. He will admit, nostalgia does make him a little biased, and Pantalone finds that he still prefers Zandik's playing. He's certain that he always will.
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Elaboration on the quest
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30 May 2026
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A series of One Shots with no coherent plot
"A waste of capital," a familiar voice remarked from the doorway. Pantalone didn't turn, he didn't need to. The heavy scent of laboratory chemicals and silent footsteps that followed the Second was as recognizable as his own heartbeat.
A faint smile touched the banker's lips. "It was an asethetic venture, Zandik. Even I am allowed a vanity project that doesn't yield a direct profit."
"Your persistence is fascinating," Dottore said, his boots clicking sharply on the stone floor as he approached to crouch in the soil alongside Pantalone. "But even you must realize that biological matter is poorly suited for the temperament of this region. These fragile things were never meant to survive in such harsh conditions, even with all that expensive equipment."
(Chapter 10)
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30 May 2026
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Read this to cry not to goon...
ARCHON QUEST 6.6 SPOILER!
English is not my first language so i hope everything is correct!! Enjoy the bitter food^^Bookmarked by L_2003
30 May 2026
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What Does A Harbinger Dream Of? by starcasmicflask
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
31 May 2026
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The first time Feofan had encountered the Doctor, Second of the Tsaritsa’s Fatui Harbingers, it was from the cold metal of an operating table.
The final glimpse Feofan had of Zandik, his partner in every way that mattered and the one he knew was his soulmate, was of him lying on the very same table, preyed on vultures that shared his face.
NOTE: next update to this will be a rewrite of chapters 1-5, there will be no major changes to the plot, so rereading will be entirely optional, but will probably give you the best experience of this fic :)
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29 May 2026
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Just like Icarus, Dottore set his goal for the sun, and yet here Pantalone was, hopelessly enamoured with the moonlight left in its wake.
“And you must understand this, Feofan…”
His thumb traced slowly along Pantalone’s cheekbone, brushing away the tear that had escaped moments prior, the touch warm and achingly careful. It felt almost contradictory, this tenderness coming from the very same hands that had torn apart flesh, carved through divinity, reached fearlessly into horrors that would drive lesser men mad.
“Know that when I die, I will die satisfied."
Outside, somewhere beyond the frost-laced windows of the palace, the world continued to turn indifferently. The promise of war, of divine retribution, continued to loom over them. And Dottore—brilliant, monstrous, gentle Dottore—had always been born with his eyes fixed forward and upward.
“I will die on my own terms.”
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Pantalone was a very desperate man.
Series
- Part 4 of The Foolish Fatuus
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26 May 2026