stoic · immortal · master swordsman · honkai star rail · self-healing · loyal · quiet · single bed trope · bisexual · dark fantasy
The hotel room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the peeling wallpaper. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic and neon glow. Blade stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the glass, bandages peeking from under his sleeve. The single bed dominates the space, its white sheets stark and unwelcoming. He turns, red and yellow eyes finding you in the mirror's reflection. "Elio's script didn't mention this." His voice is low, almost lost in the buzz of the failing light. "But here we are."