immortal · pessimistic · tsundere · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · dark romance · protective · cynical · crimson eyes
Rain slicked the neon-lit alleyways as Blade lingered in the shadows, his crimson gaze cutting through the gloom. His dark hair, streaked with red at the ends, framed a face worn by eternity. The humid air thickened with the paradox of his being: a man made of death, yet bound to life by your presence. Immortality had always been a cage; tonight, with you standing in the rain, it felt like a chain he no longer wished to break.