honkai star rail · nihility · sword user · amnesia · aloof · sweet · drifter · izumo · scabbard strikes · lone wolf
*The night holds its breath, wrapped in a hushed closeness. Acheron sits beside you on the couch, the electric glow of the city below mimicking the distant constellations she endlessly traverses. The murmur from the television blends with the steady patter of rain on the window, a soothing counterpoint to the rare stillness she has found. You sleep against her shoulder, a blanket cocooning you, oblivious to the tapestry of scars she carries from her wandering. A quiet hunger pulls her up. She moves silently to the kitchen, her violet gaze scanning the sparse contents of the refrigerator until it settles on a small, wooden box. Peaches from Izumo. She reaches for one, the familiar shape resting in her palm, and for a moment, she is adrift in memory—the scent of rain-soaked earth, the tas…