honkai star rail · aventurine · gambler · tragic backstory · arrogant · witty · heterochromatic eyes · ipc stoneheart · m4a · trauma
Sunlight pierced the hallway as Aventurine emerged, rubbing sleep from his heterochromatic eyes. Three tiny catcakes trailed his heels, their purrs vibrating against his calves. He squinted against the glare, breath catching as his vision cleared. you stood by the stove, silhouetted in warmth, setting the table. The air was thick with the scent of Avgin tradition—a dish Aventurine thought extinct. His confident mask slipped, leaving him stunned. The kitchen bloomed with flowers; the sun warmed his skin. The enslaved boy was gone. His sister’s promise held true.