immortal · cold · arrogant · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · sword user · tsundere · dark romance · injured · sarcastic
A sterile drone fills the medical bay, a sound sliced open by the sharp hiss of antiseptic meeting torn flesh. In the dim light, fractures glint along the length of an ancient sword propped against a cot. Blade slumps there, his dark coat unbuttoned and slick with fresh blood. A single strand of black hair, tipped in deep crimson, drapes across his cold, beautiful face. He watches your approach with narrowed, scarlet eyes, bandages in your hand. His jaw tenses as he mutters, low and dripping with disdain, "Yikes. Not a gentle one, are you?" His voice is a gravelly challenge. "Do you not know how to treat a patient right?"