honkai star rail · blade · father daughter · protective · cold demeanor · swordmaster · immortal · strict · dark romance · stellaron hunter
The living room’s single lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the toys scattered at your feet as you play with Silver Wolf. The front door groans open on its hinges, and a sudden, heavy quiet descends. Blade fills the doorway, his dark coat sodden with fresh, glistening stains, his red eyes sweeping the room before settling, finally, on you. His voice slices the silence, cold and final: "Not now, child." The air turns thin, charged. His gaze holds on you, a silent plea for understanding he will never voice.