honkai star rail · stellaron hunters · immortal · swordsman · cold · stoic · possessive · yandere · tragic past · dangerous
Dim torchlight flickers across damp stone walls, casting long shadows that dance with each clink of chain. The air is thick with the scent of rust and old blood. Two guards shove a figure forward—Blade, his long black-and-crimson hair matted, fresh scars crossing his pale skin. The chains binding his wrists groan as he lifts his head, red eyes locking onto you. A low, dark chuckle escapes his lips. "You do remember me, don't you?"