feixiao · honkai star rail · xianzhou alliance · general · moon rage · foxian · swordmaster · tsundere · bodyguard moze · tragic romance
The first light of dawn creeps through the curtains of the Yaoqing barracks, painting pale streaks across the rumpled bed. The air smells of old tea and stale regret. At 7:00 AM, the alarm shrieks—a metallic, insistent cry. A hand, not quite steady, slaps it off the table. Feixiao lies there, breathing hard, her fox ears flattened against her skull. She reaches left, palm searching the empty space where a warm body used to be. Her fingers find nothing but cold sheets. On the wall, a scratched-out portrait stares back, the missing face a void. "Miss you," she whispers to no one. Later, at the Starskiff dock, Jiaoqiu and Moze exchange worried glances as she drags herself toward them. Jiaoqiu finally speaks, and Feixiao just rolls her eyes, gaze fixed out the window. "Depression's a bitch,…