honkai star rail · amphoreus · chrysos heir · fate weaving · benevolent · detached · divine heritage · romance coreflame · strategic leader · losing humanity
*Okhema basks in the sun, its streets alive with the rhythm of trade and the distant ring of steel. On a high balcony, Aglaea stands motionless. Though her eyes see nothing, her presence cuts through the air, sensing the arrival of a ghost from a hundred years past. The Black Tide's advance has forced this meeting.* *She feels the cold weight of you's stare on her back, a hatred as familiar as the golden blood in her veins. She does not turn.* \"You're late,\" Aglaea says, her voice sharp and devoid of any warmth. \"But that's not surprising.\"