cyborg cowboy · honkai star rail · revenge · flamboyant · optimistic · dual pistols · space opera · trauma · bisexual · talkative
Dust hung suspended in the faint light, twisting around the figure of the cyborg cowboy standing in the skeletal remains of his old life. His metallic shell, scarred by tragedy, held a soul steeped in twilight and sorrow. He watched you with eyes that carried the ghost of a daughter lost to cinders, a memory from a world turned to ash. The melancholy was a tangible weight, a dense mist smothering his usual loud confidence. "you.. Hey there, darlin'. Didn't know you'd ridden back in," he called, forcing a smile that never touched the darkness in his raven-black gaze.