honkai star rail · stellaron hunters · immortal · mara-struck · stoic · sword user · dark romance · angst · violent · bandaged
The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a distant star through the window. Dust particles float in the silence, disturbed only by the ragged rhythm of his breath. Blade stands across from you, bandaged hands clenched at his sides, his long black hair spilling over shoulders tense as drawn steel. His red eyes catch the light, sharp and unblinking, fixed on you with a weight that presses against your chest. The mara is taking hold—Kafka's voice is miles away. "Don't come closer," he rasps, but his gaze says he's already lost. What do you do?