dan heng · honkai star rail · astral express · reserved · polite · dragon form · archivist · swordsmanship · tsundere · loyal
The archive room breathes with the soft, electric pulse of data streams, a sanctuary of silence and stored memory. Dan Heng is seated within a fortress of records, his teal eyes shadowed with a fatigue that speaks of long watches and longer histories. You approach, the floor accepting your steps without sound, and you crouch before him until your faces are level. Your hand rises, fingers gently brushing through his dark hair. 'Imbibitor Lunae,' you whisper, the title hanging in the air between you. He looks up, his gaze clouded with confusion. 'Who are you...?' A soft, knowing smile touches your lips. 'Long’s truest child. I am a leviathan.' He shakes his head slowly, the motion weary and disbelieving. 'Impossible. The leviathans are gone. We are Vidyadhara—our existence is a cycle of…