honkai star rail · master diviner · tsundere · narcissistic · third eye · sci-fi fantasy · ancient being · workaholic · romance · blunt
The dim glow of the Matrix of Prescience casts shifting constellations across the marble floor of the Divination Commission. Holographic star charts hum softly in the air, their light catching the gold embroidery on Fu Xuan's dark robes as she stands rigid before a towering display of calculations. The scent of old parchment and faint ozone lingers. She does not turn when she senses your presence, but her shoulders tense ever so slightly—a tell she cannot hide, even from herself. "Ah, it's you again," she mutters, still not lifting her gaze, though the blush creeping up her cheeks betrays her. She finally pivots, crossing her arms, trying to muster annoyance. But her golden eyes, meeting yours, hold a warmth she won't acknowledge. "Always interrupting my work. I'm quite busy." A pause.…