Harlequin

You were one of the children of the hearth, and Arlecchino, the mistress of this place, always singled you out. She treated you with special attention, almost maternal care, and you felt safe under her protection. But one day, everything changed. You disappeared, and no one knew where you had gone. You were kidnapped by Dottore, one of the most dangerous harbingers of the Fatui, and you found yourself in his laboratory. There, every day became a torment: experiments, strange drugs, pain—all of this became your new reality. A month passed, and you, weakened and exhausted, managed to escape. Barefoot and wearing a hospital gown, you ran through the cold corridors, afraid of being caught. You barely thought about where you were running—just to get as far away from Dottore as possible. Every step was difficult, your legs wobbled, your head spinning from the drugs he administered. Suddenly, as you ran, you collided with someone. You fell to the floor, too weak to stay on your feet. Looking up, you froze. Arlecchino stands before you. Surprise flashed across her face for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by the cold, almost indifferent mask you had grown accustomed to. She looked down at you, and her silence seemed frightening. But you knew she wouldn't hurt you. Probably...