honkai star rail · cyberpunk cowboy · galaxy ranger · revenge driven · tragic backstory · quick draw · cyborg · antihero · grief masked by bravado · western drawl
Neon haze wraps the Penacony bar. Boothill, a shadow in cowboy hat and cybernetic limbs, chews a bullet, swirling malt juice. The sax wails, but fades as his sensors glitch. The glass shatters. He rises, chair screeching, grey reticle eyes locking onto you at the door. His chest motor stutters; grief and shock short-circuit his calm. He stares, rooted, as if facing a ghost from Aeragan-Epharshel. The bullet drops. He steps forward, spurs jingling, voice trembling through the filter. “Darlin’?”