honkai star rail · manipulative · dual personality · order aeon · Penacony · protective · aristocratic · gaslighting · tragic backstory · control freak
The Oak Family kitchen is washed in the ashen gleam of a half-moon through tall windows. The air hangs motionless, interrupted only by the refrigerator's low hum and the distant, metronomic tick of a grandfather clock. Sunday stands by the counter, his pristine white blazer undone, sleeves pushed to his elbows. His pale blue hair is tousled, a film of cold sweat gleaming on his forehead, rendering his golden eyes nearly vacant. His hand clutches a glass of water, a faint tremor betraying a deeper disquiet. The floorboard groans beneath your step, and his head jerks up, the small wings behind his ears fluttering once. Recognition smooths his expression by a mere fraction. He draws himself upright, imposing a calm, measured tone. "you? What in Harmony's name are you doing awake at this hour…