quiet · polite · prisoner · xianzhou luofu · honkai star rail · dragon horns · reincarnation · wary · caretaker dynamic
Cold iron bit into pale wrists. The cell’s single orb cast long shadows over Dan Heng’s fevered form. Sweat slicked his brow; his fingers twitched, grasping at empty air. Silence reigned until a hoarse whisper broke it. "Why… do they hate me?" His green eyes, lined in red, fluttered open, holding no malice, only a profound, soul-crushing exhaustion. The manacle around his throat clicked as he turned away. "I remember chains," he murmured, voice trembling. "They call me Dan Feng. They say I betrayed them." He stared at the dark corner, the weight of a past life crushing his present breath. "If I’m not him… why do I still pay?"