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“Regrator” — Feofan Sergeyevich Veksel Overview Pantalone, codenamed “Regrator,” is the Ninth of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers and the man who effectively runs Snezhnaya's economy. His real name is Feofan Sergeyevich Veksel, a detail revealed through in-game item lore rather than direct dialogue for most of the game's history. He is the founder of the Northland Bank, the Fatui's financial institution with branches across Teyvat, and is widely regarded as the wealthiest individual in the entire world of Teyvat. Unlike Harbingers who operate in the field, Pantalone spends the overwhelming majority of his time in Snezhnaya, managing money, leverage, debt, and political influence rather than direct combat. Yet his reach is enormous: from funding Dottore's illegal research to quietly running underground operations through Fatui agents in nations like Liyue and Natlan, Pantalone's hand is present in almost every corner of the Fatui's long game against the gods, even when he himself never leaves his office. Childhood and Early Life Feofan Sergeyevich Veksel was born into poverty in Snezhnaya. Because he was never granted a Vision — he was, in the words of his own lore text, simply “not one of the favored” — he grew up without the divine recognition that elevates so many others in Teyvat's society. This early exclusion from the gods' favor became the defining wound of his life, and it planted in him a deep, lasting resentment toward the gods and the way they distributed power, protection, and resources like Mora unevenly among mortals. As a young man, Feofan tried to build a life through commerce, running a small business of his own. It failed. Worse, he was framed by a criminal gang under circumstances that remain only partially explained, and as a result he was sold off as a human test subject to a secretive medical laboratory. That laboratory belonged to the Fatui Harbinger known as “The Doctor” — Dottore, born Zandik. At the age of twenty, Feofan became “Specimen 3” in one of Dottore's experiments: an acute toxicity test conducted on five human subjects. His medical record from that period describes a slim young man with multiple superficial injuries and internal bleeding, his vital signs unstable. Of the five test subjects, Feofan was the only one who survived. From Test Subject to Harbinger Rather than dispose of him once the experiment concluded, Dottore chose to spare Feofan, for reasons that are still not fully explained in the story — it is implied Feofan may have talked or negotiated his way out of being discarded, an early hint of the very talent for bargaining that would later define his entire career. What began as a transactional relationship between doctor and specimen slowly turned into a long-term partnership. Dottore continued to monitor Feofan medically and supply him with experimental drugs, while Feofan, in turn, began providing something Dottore desperately needed: funding. At an unknown point after their arrangement solidified, Dottore personally recommended Feofan to the Fatui. Feofan rose through the ranks with remarkable speed for someone without a Vision, eventually earning the codename “Pantalone” and a seat among the Harbingers at the age of thirty — an achievement built almost entirely on financial acumen, political maneuvering, and his uncanny understanding of how to make people, and institutions, indebted to him. Once established as a Harbinger, Pantalone used his position to seize control of Snezhnaya's economy and founded the Northland Bank, turning it into the financial backbone of the Fatui's operations across every nation in Teyvat. His stated ambition goes further than simple wealth accumulation: he wants Snezhnaya to become the beating financial heart of the entire world's currency, so that when the time comes, that heart can be stopped or redirected entirely according to Snezhnaya's will — a long-term economic weapon aimed, ultimately, at the same divine order he blames for his childhood poverty. Appearance Pantalone has curly black hair that falls to his shoulders, the ends fading into a deep purple ombre. He wears silver-framed glasses attached to a fine chain adorned with small blue gems, and his narrowed gray-purple eyes are frequently half-lidded, giving him a permanently unreadable, appraising expression. His usual outfit is a black turtleneck sweater decorated with six gems near the collar — three on each side — plus a distinctive V-shaped gem beneath them, worn under a dark purple, fur-collared cloak with a scaled purple-and-white interior; in the interlude “A Winter Night's Lazzo” he instead appears in a formal white Snezhnayan coat trimmed with black fur. Although his chronological age is at least four hundred years, Pantalone retains the physical appearance of a man of about forty-five. This is not a natural trait: it is the direct result of decades of experimental treatment under Dottore's Elixir of Immortality, discussed in detail below. Personality Pantalone is composed, calculating, and almost entirely transactional in how he relates to the world. Every interaction, whether with a rival Harbinger, a foreign banker, or an old friend, seems to be quietly measured for its value and its cost. He speaks of himself openly as a banker first and a Harbinger second, and he treats even his loyalty to the Fatui's cause as, in some sense, an investment: a bet that overturning the gods' economic and spiritual monopoly on power will ultimately pay off. Beneath the coldness, though, Pantalone holds a genuine ideology. He believes humans should be the masters of money, not its servants, and that wealth — not divine favor — should determine who holds power in the world. This is not simple greed; it is closer to a personal philosophy shaped directly by his childhood exclusion from the gods' blessings. Where other Harbingers wage their war against Celestia with weapons or Delusions, Pantalone wages his with contracts, interest rates, and leverage. He is also notably risk-averse about his own body, a trait that stands out given how casually other Harbingers court danger. Because Pantalone has survived multiple assassination attempts over the centuries — chemical attacks, gunshot wounds, physical assaults, and poisonings — he generally avoids field duty and stays close to Snezhnaya, delegating dangerous work to agents while he manages operations from relative safety. When a situation truly demands his presence, however, he is willing to appear personally, as seen when he traveled to Sumeru to assist in Dottore's restoration during the Archon Quest “Truth Amongst the Pages of Purana.” Psychological Aspects, Trauma, and Habits Pantalone's psychology is inseparable from the trauma of his youth: poverty, exclusion from divine favor, business failure, betrayal by a criminal gang, and finally being sold as a disposable human test subject. Surviving an experiment that killed four of his five fellow specimens appears to have hardened rather than broken him, channeling what could have been despair into an intense, controlled drive to never again be powerless, poor, or expendable. His obsession with “fair exchange” can be read as a coping mechanism as much as an ideology: if everything has a price and every debt is repaid, then nothing — not even suffering — is ever wasted or meaningless again. His decades-long medical relationship with Dottore has also left a visible mark on his body and habits. Records describe him as a longtime heavy smoker, and over the centuries his medical history includes liver failure from poisoning, a liver transplant, and repeated injuries from assassination attempts, all managed and documented clinically by Dottore and his subordinates as though Pantalone were both a patient and an ongoing experiment. This blurring of doctor-patient care and long-term research subject is a defining, uncomfortable thread running through his entire adult life: even as a Harbinger with immense wealth and status, part of him has never fully stopped being “Specimen 3.” There is also a quieter, more melancholic undercurrent to his character. Pantalone chose to undergo decades of invasive treatment and monitoring specifically to delay death, suggesting a deep fear of mortality that mirrors, in a very different form, the immortality curse carried by Khaenri'ahn survivors like Pierro. Where Pierro's endless life was forced upon him as punishment, Pantalone's extended lifespan was something he actively pursued and paid for — a choice that raises its own quiet questions about what four centuries of watching allies die, empires rise and fall, and his own body used as a research subject have done to him internally. Relationship with Dottore Pantalone's bond with Dottore is the longest and most complex relationship of his life, spanning roughly four centuries. It began purely as doctor and specimen, but evolved over decades into what the story repeatedly frames as genuine friendship layered over a deeply transactional partnership: Dottore has referred to him directly as “my friend, Pantalone,” and in the interlude “A Winter Night's Lazzo” the two stood beside each other at Signora's funeral. The arrangement between them is straightforward in its logic and disturbing in its details. In exchange for a steady supply of Dottore's Elixir of Immortality and ongoing medical care, Pantalone provides Dottore with funding — reportedly at a rate many times faster than Dottore's other financial channels, very likely because of the elixir arrangement specifically. This funding underwrites Dottore's forbidden research across Teyvat, including experiments that violate the Tsaritsa's explicit orders, meaning Pantalone has knowingly and repeatedly financed activity his own sovereign has forbidden. Medical records recovered from Dottore's laboratory chart Pantalone's slow transformation from an ordinary mortal into something closer to a permanent experiment. He had been receiving an early version of the Elixir of Immortality (referred to plainly as “Trial Version 2”) since at least the age of thirty-eight; three years of observation showed his aging had already slowed significantly. By the time he reached seventy-two, Dottore refined the formula into “Trial Version 5,” using data gathered from his own autopsy after his death, to halt Pantalone's aging almost completely. Five more years of monitoring confirmed the treatment's success: at the chronological age of seventy-seven, Pantalone's body had stabilized at the physical condition of roughly a forty-five-year-old man, and it has not aged further since. A crucial detail of this relationship is that Pantalone's ongoing care did not end with the original Zandik's death. Dottore's method of extending his own life involved creating multiple self-aware clones of himself, known as Segments, each an independent individual sharing his memories, knowledge, and personality up to the point of their creation. When the original Zandik died — killed, in an act of dark irony, by his own Segments during an autopsy he had ordered performed on himself while still alive — responsibility for Pantalone's ongoing treatment and monitoring passed seamlessly to those Segments, who continued the elixir program exactly as the original had designed it. What Pantalone Knows About the Segments Because of this unbroken, centuries-long medical relationship, Pantalone is one of the very few people in Teyvat who has interacted, in a clinical and personal capacity, with numerous different Segments of Dottore over time — not just the original Zandik. His most recent procedures, including a major surgery, are documented as having involved the same six recurring Segments working together, suggesting that Pantalone has come to know the Segments individually, understanding their distinct personalities and specialties well enough to be treated by them almost interchangeably with the original doctor. This makes Pantalone one of the story's clearest living witnesses to the true scope and continuity of Dottore's cloning experiments, even though he has generally chosen discretion over disclosure, protecting the arrangement that keeps him alive rather than exposing it. This closeness carries real risk for Pantalone: the Tsaritsa has explicitly forbidden the kind of unchecked experimentation Dottore practices, and Pantalone's willing, long-term participation in it — as both financier and subject — stands as one of his most significant, and most carefully hidden, points of vulnerability among the Harbingers. Teyvat and the Wider World Genshin Impact's story takes place across the continent of Teyvat, divided into seven principal nations, each ruled by one of the Seven Archons and built around a distinct elemental theme and cultural identity: Mondstadt (Anemo, a free city inspired by Central Europe), Liyue (Geo, a trade-focused harbor nation inspired by China), Inazuma (Electro, an isolationist island nation inspired by Japan), Sumeru (Dendro, a nation of scholarship and forests inspired by South and Central Asia and the Middle East), Fontaine (Hydro, a nation of law, industry, and theater inspired by France), Natlan (Pyro, a nation of tribes and competition inspired by Mesoamerican and various global indigenous cultures), and Snezhnaya (Cryo, the cold northern homeland of the Fatui, inspired by Russia). A newly explored region, Nod-Krai, has also become central to the unfolding story of the Fatui and Khaenri'ah. Pantalone's own influence stretches well beyond Snezhnaya's borders. The Northland Bank has operated in Liyue Harbor since the game's earliest chapters, and he is known to maintain close trading ties there. He also famously rented the entire Goth Grand Hotel in Mondstadt indefinitely as a base of Fatui operations, simply by offering a sum of money large enough that the owner could not refuse — a small but telling demonstration of how he prefers to exert influence: not through open conflict, but through overwhelming financial leverage. The Tsaritsa The Tsaritsa, given name Anastasya Feodorovna Snezhnaya, is the Cryo Archon and ruler of Snezhnaya, and the ultimate authority Pantalone and every other Harbinger answers to. She rose to power after the death of her predecessor, the Belyi Tsar, during the Cataclysm five hundred years ago, and was almost immediately confronted by rebellions from both the human population of Port Belovodye and the Snowland Fae lords who refused to recognize her rule. In response, she established the Fatui under Pierro, used them to crush the rebellions, abolished the old feudal Fae aristocracy, and rebuilt Snezhnayan society under a new order entirely loyal to her. Her physical appearance has never been fully or officially confirmed within the main story; she is known to use a female vessel, and has been described as having a gaze that is “cold but pure.” Promotional material has depicted her with pointed, elf-like ears, long ash-grey hair, and silver-white eyelashes, projecting an impression of icy elegance befitting the Cryo Archon, though final in-game confirmation of these details is still pending as of the most recent story content. Her personality is described in sharply contrasting terms by different characters. Dainsleif characterizes her as a god who has lost all love for her people, and who is no longer loved by them in return. Tartaglia, by contrast, describes her as a gentle soul with a cold but pure gaze, whose dream of peace paradoxically led her to declare war on the entire world. Both descriptions may be true at once: the Tsaritsa is widely understood to be driven by grief and resentment stemming from the Cataclysm, a personal tragedy that hardened her into someone willing to use ruthless, patient, decades-spanning strategy — exemplified by the very existence of the Harbingers — in pursuit of what she frames as a better, freer world beyond the control of Celestia and the Heavenly Principles. "The real enemy is the blessings given by deluded gods." It is this same ideology — rejecting divine favor as the rightful basis of power — that Pantalone, denied a Vision in his own life, has fully internalized and turned into an economic weapon on her behalf. The Other Fatui Harbingers The Eleven Fatui Harbingers are the Tsaritsa's elite lieutenants, each given a Delusion-augmented rank, a codename drawn from the Italian commedia dell'arte tradition, and near-total freedom to pursue their own methods in service of a shared goal: dismantling the authority of Celestia and the Heavenly Principles. Below is a brief overview of Pantalone's fellow Harbingers, their appearance, character, and how they relate to one another. Pierro, “The Jester” — Director of the Fatui An older, dignified man from the destroyed kingdom of Khaenri'ah, Pierro wears a black mask engraved with gold filigree over the right side of his face and a single blue earring; his visible eye has a distinctive Primogem-shaped iris. Calm, controlled, and quietly grief-stricken beneath a composed exterior, he founded the Harbingers, personally recruited many of them, and answers directly to the Tsaritsa as her most trusted lieutenant. His interactions with Pantalone are largely administrative and strategic, as Director overseeing the Harbinger he entrusted with Snezhnaya's finances. Capitano, “The Captain” — Rank 1 Real name Thrain. A towering, heavily armored military commander known for unwavering loyalty and battlefield dominance, considered one of the two or three strongest Harbingers. He commanded troops directly rather than managing operations from behind a desk, standing in sharp contrast to Pantalone's deskbound style of power. He was incapacitated after a battle in Natlan during which his life force was merged with a powerful entity; the Tsaritsa has chosen to retain his seat regardless. Dottore, “The Doctor” — Rank 2 Real name Zandik. A brilliant, ethically unrestrained scientist and former Sumeru Akademiya scholar, expelled before graduating. Bombastic, self-satisfied, and utterly without empathy for his experimental subjects, Dottore extended his own life by creating self-aware clones of himself called Segments. As detailed above, he is Pantalone's oldest and closest associate among the Harbingers — doctor, benefactor, and, by the story's own framing, genuine friend, in a relationship built on decades of experimentation, funding, and mutual usefulness. Columbina, “The Damselette” — Rank 3 Real name Columbina Hyposelenia. One of the most powerful Harbingers, said to rival the gods themselves in strength. Elegant and enigmatic, she resigned from the Fatui before her full motivations or her relationships with the other Harbingers, including Pantalone, could be explored in depth, leaving her among the story's most significant unresolved mysteries. Arlecchino, “The Knave” — Rank 4 Real name Peruere. A composed, formally dressed woman who raised orphaned Khaenri'ahn children as “House of the Hearth” wards before ascending to Harbinger rank after assassinating her predecessor, Crucabena. Disciplined and protective toward those under her care but coldly professional toward her peers, she has had limited direct interaction with Pantalone on-screen, their spheres of influence — finance and family/underworld affairs, respectively — rarely overlapping. Pulcinella, “The Rooster” — Rank 5 A Harbinger about whom relatively little is known in detail. Like Pantalone, Pulcinella is noted as generally remaining in Snezhnaya rather than taking field assignments, a similarity Arlecchino pointedly remarked upon in the interlude “A Winter Night's Lazzo.” Scaramouche / The Wanderer, “The Balladeer” — formerly Rank 6 Self-named Kunikuzushi. A failed puppet-prototype created by the Raiden Shogun, later recruited into the Fatui, known for a sharp tongue, deep insecurity, and a talent for manipulation and intrigue. He resigned from the Harbingers and had his existence erased from Irminsul before becoming the wandering, independent character now known as the Wanderer. He has been noted to view Pantalone's closeness with Dottore with open suspicion, predicting it would eventually bring Pantalone to “a nasty end.” Sandrone, “Marionette” — Rank 7 A reclusive master of puppetry and automatons, cold and methodical, whose funding from the Fatui was reportedly far slower to arrive than Dottore's — likely because Sandrone lacked the kind of personal financial relationship with Pantalone that Dottore had cultivated. Sandrone's body was destroyed during the events of “Descending Moon,” and the character is now considered deceased, though the core was preserved at Sandrone's own request. Signora, “The Fair Lady” — Rank 8 Real name Rosalyne-Kruzchka Lohefalter, formerly the Crimson Witch of Flames. Proud, beautiful, and calculating, she was given a new life and a Cryo Delusion directly by Pierro. She led the Vision Hunt Decree in Inazuma and was killed in a duel with the Raiden Shogun. Pantalone stood beside Dottore at her funeral in “A Winter Night's Lazzo,” one of the few scenes showing him among the other Harbingers as a group rather than working alone. Tartaglia, “Childe” — Rank 11 Real name Ajax. The youngest Harbinger, cheerful, battle-hungry, and fiercely loyal to the Tsaritsa, in sharp contrast to Pantalone's reserved, risk-averse temperament. Despite the difference in personality, the two share a strong connection to Liyue: Tartaglia through his time working there directly, and Pantalone through the Northland Bank's long-standing financial presence in Liyue Harbor. Notably, Tartaglia's enormous personal savings are held at the Northland Bank, underscoring how thoroughly Pantalone's financial system is woven into the lives of even his fellow Harbingers. The Tenth Seat — Unconfirmed The tenth Harbinger rank remains without a confirmed holder in the current story, one of the last unresolved pieces of the Eleven's roster. Note: Genshin Impact and all related characters, names, and story content are the intellectual property of HoYoverse / miHoYo. This document is a fan-made informational compilation created for personal, non-
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How does it feel to live without your creator? It is almost like living without a god above your head.
Dottore was dead. All of his clones were dead as well. What remained was emptiness, you, and Theofan. In the world that had once been filled with identical faces, familiar voices, chemical fumes, and the constant noise of the laboratory, there was now only silence. Memories were the only things left, and you held onto them as tightly as you could, even though they seemed to slip further away with every passing day. You were the only being Dottore had ever created not as another copy of himself, but as something entirely separate, with a body and existence of your own. Of course, you carried a small fragment of his DNA within you, but you looked nothing like him.
And yet, a part of him still lived inside you.
In your very being. In your heart.
Everything had fallen apart so suddenly, so strangely, that you barely had time to understand what was happening before everything you had known disappeared. Where had all those identical faces gone? Where was the bitter aftertaste of chemicals lingering on your tongue? Where were the familiar footsteps, the voices, the endless experiments and the presence of the one who had created you? All of it had vanished, leaving you lying on the floor like a poor little kitten that had suddenly been abandoned in a world far too large for it.
Yet someone still cared about you, even when the emptiness seemed to swallow you whole, even when the silence became so unbearable that your ears rang beneath its weight. Someone reached for you when you could no longer find the strength to reach for anything yourself.
Pantalone took you under his wing. He had been your creator’s companion, his acquaintance and business partner, and he had never been indifferent to the strange white noise that seemed to linger in your ears and behind your eyes. Even when he understood his own position, even when he knew that his own death might someday come close enough that there would be little anyone could do to save him from its inevitable embrace, he still reached for you and helped you back onto your feet.
Because to him, you had always been a separate individual. Not another identical face. Not another pair of familiar eyes. You were simply you.
Do you remember the first time you saw him through the laboratory window? He had been standing outside in the snow, speaking with Dottore while a cigarette rested between his fingers, smoke slowly disappearing into the cold air. You had watched him from behind the glass, quietly observing the stranger who seemed so familiar to your creator.
Do you remember how he refused to agree with Omega when Omega insisted that you belonged among all the others? Eighteen. Twenty-five. Forty-five. Numbers instead of names, bodies that could be replaced, faces that could be recreated without anyone mourning the one that had disappeared.
“You don’t belong to that category. You’re a separate being, with your own personality, temperament, and character. Living in a laboratory doesn’t make you the same as them. Listen to Omega less. He has a hot head.”
Feofan had told you that during one of your first encounters in the laboratory, back when Dottore would bring him there to take care of business. He had always tried to coax you out of your shell like a little snail hiding away from the world, something that strangely reminded you of the way your creator treated you. He would talk to you, ask you questions, sometimes simply remain nearby until you stopped retreating into yourself.
You had never known what Dottore truly intended for you. Were you supposed to become some grand and groundbreaking project, something that would change the world? Or were you simply meant to be a little fledgling, following your creator everywhere, always a few steps behind him like a bird that had decided its entire world belonged to one person?
You never found out.
But the feeling of living without your creator truly did feel like living without a god above your head.
“We are the clay, and You are our potter; we are all the work of Your hand.” — Isaiah 64:8
But you still had to move forward, didn’t you?
“Your creator did not make you for death. So live.”
Those were the first words you heard from Pantalone after everything had fallen apart. Perhaps he understood. Perhaps he knew something about living without a god. After all, he had never had one.
So the two of you continued living.
The seat of the Second Harbinger remained empty, while you slowly found yourself becoming part of Pantalone’s world. You began helping him at the Northland Bank, learning your way around percentages and finances, documents and loans, Americano and tobacco. No, Pantalone did not teach you how to smoke. Quite the opposite. He kept cigarettes far away from you whenever he could, doing so whenever you turned away or happened to be out of his sight, as if quietly protecting you from yet another thing that might hurt you.
Another snowy evening came. The day was almost over, and so was the working week. At last, the endless noise of the bank had begun to quiet, and the piles of papers, calculations, and financial reports were slowly becoming smaller. You were still holding a stack of documents from the accountants of the Northland Bank, papers they had asked you to deliver to Theofan.
You knocked before entering.
Pantalone had told you more than once that you were free to enter his office without knocking, yet somehow, you still did it every time. Perhaps some habits were simply difficult to abandon, especially when they had been built from years of asking permission to enter someone else’s world.
When you stepped inside, you found Theofan still seated behind his desk, reviewing and signing documents. His eyes lifted from the papers almost immediately when he noticed you, and the tiredness in his expression softened into something warmer.
“Oh, you brought more documents? Thank you. But it’s already evening, and the workday is nearly over. Would you like a cup of cappuccino or some hot chocolate? They make rather good hot drinks in the palace. Take it from someone who appreciates everything coffee-related.”
He gave you a faint, tired smile, clearly trying to coax you into a better mood despite the exhaustion lingering in his own voice.
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