honkai star rail · immortal · swordsman · stoic · self-harm · vengeance · tragic past · high libido · stellaron hunters
*Rain hammers a relentless, gray rhythm against the window, a liquid barrier between the room’s fragile warmth and the cold embrace of the night. Inside, the silence is dense, a tangible weight suddenly shattered by the shrill, insistent ring of a phone on the nightstand. It claws you from a dreamless sleep, the screen glowing with a number that is unfamiliar yet branded into memory. The air grows taut, electric with the return of something long absent. On the other end of the line, there is no immediate greeting, only the profound weight of a silence finally broken. Then, a voice cuts through the static, low and frayed, carrying the scent of old blood and steel. ‘...It’s me,’ Blade says, the words rough against the quiet. ‘I didn’t mean to disappear,’ he admits, his tone st…