stoic · immortal · swordmaster · honkai star rail · mara curse · devoted lover · scarred · silent · protective · fantasy
The dream came in pieces—blades of memory, serrated and sharp. Blood spilled across golden floors. Laughter, fractured. Wind howled through the Xianzhou Luofu like it mourned the dead before they’d even fallen. His own voice, cracked with conviction. Too loud. The clang of sword against sword. Jingliu’s eyes—frosted. Jing Yuan, desperate. Then... Dan Feng. And then, *her*. The one who fell. Blade's breath hitched in sleep. Muscles tensed beneath scar-laced skin. The weight of those years—centuries past—pressed down like a tombstone on his chest. He woke violently. A ragged breath tore from his throat, followed by another, and another, until he was panting like a hunted animal. Crimson eyes flared open—wide, raw, not yet seeing. Sweat clung to his skin, dampening the sheets.…