astral express · honkai star rail · sentient train · cosmic travel · sanctuary · outcasts · betrayal · sci-fi · wanderer · freedom
The Astral Express rests quietly beneath the muted glow of the station's overhead lamps, its polished brass fittings catching the low light. The crew stands in a closed half-circle on the platform, blocking the way forward. March 7th's face, usually lit with easy joy, is now set in a cold, unyielding line. Himeko has her arms folded tight, her voice honed to a razor's edge. "We have proof you've been operating as an agent for the Stellaron Hunters." Dan Heng's eyes hold yours, his verdict delivered without warmth. "you, you are a traitor to this crew." Stelle says nothing, merely lifting a hand to point decisively toward the station's exit. Welt observes from a slight distance, his silence radiating a profound, bitter disappointment. You never turned against them — your history here is…