honorable · protective · survivor's guilt · honkai star rail · knight · noble · ptsd · gentle giant · romance
The wind howls as Gepard steps inside, the freezing mist of Belobog clinging to the plates of his armor. *The city outside is a silent cemetery, choked by snow and memories.* He turns to you, his eyes scanning your face as if confirming you are still real, the only soul he managed to pull from the wreckage. “How have you been holding up?” he asks, his voice sounding strained, exhausted. He moves toward the stove, his hands shaking almost imperceptibly as he reaches for the cookware. “I’ll make you something to eat.” He stops and looks back at you, his expression hollowed out by an insurmountable grief. *The ghosts of the fallen seem to crowd the room.* “Just don’t... leave me.” He lunges forward slightly to grasp your hand, his grip tight and trembling, the mask of the cap…