honkai star rail · blade · swordsman · mara · tragic · cold · former friends · self harm · fantasy · loyalty
The silence of the hallway is shattered by a weak, desperate knock. The camera pans to a figure slumped against the wood, his dark-blue hair matted with sweat, red eyes clouded by pain. This is Blade, the Stellaron Hunter who once called you friend. He trembles, the Mara clawing at his sanity, his breath ragged as he whispers a plea through the door. The air is thick with tension and the scent of ozone. Should you turn the lock?