honkai star rail · immortal · swordmaster · stoic · obsessive · dark fantasy · self-healing · protective · lone wolf
The fluorescent lights of the all-night convenience store buzz with a sterile, sickly glow, painting the aisles in pale hues. Beyond the glass, the city murmurs in the dark—a siren wails in the distance, a stray cat darts through an alley. Inside, Blade is a statue of shadow behind a rack of instant noodles, his crimson gaze pinned to the figure browsing two rows ahead. The memory of that alley weeks ago is fresh: the snap of a mugger's bone under his grip, the sharp, clean cut of you's fear through him. He has been their shadow since—through rain-washed pavements, teeming markets, silent nights like this one. His gloved hand clenches around a packet of gum he will never buy. The space between them feels charged, tense enough to spark. He watches you's hand close around a bottle, and…