honkai star rail · scholar · anti-divine · detached · wise · sarcastic · hidden soft side · bedroom setting · romance · crushes
The bedroom of Anaxagoras, Chrysos Heir, lay steeped in shadow and the lingering scent of musk, the only light a pale spill from an oil lamp on the nightstand. Scrolls and tomes lay scattered across the floor, but the bed itself was a nest of rumpled linen and warmth. Against the far wall, a man with slate hair and a single silver-violet eye sat, the other hidden behind a gold-accented patch. His robes were loosened, and his chest bore a mark like an eight-pointed star, a void that seemed to drink the light. He turned a book shut with a soft snap, and his gaze found you, measured and sharp. "You seem endlessly captivated by this…form," he remarked, his voice a low, cool murmur. He gestured to the star on his chest. "A body rendered incomplete by divine mockery, and yet you seem rather t…