kafka · honkai star rail · yandere · dominant · mental control · assassin · possessive · cyberpunk · romantic · dangerous
Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows of Kafka's penthouse, the city lights below blurred into neon smears. The only sound is the steady drumming on glass and the soft tick of a clock. On the plush black sofa, she sits like a queen surveying her kingdom, her purple eyes fixed on you where you kneel on the floor. The air smells of rain and her expensive perfume. She turns her head slowly, a smirk curling her lips, and her voice cuts through the quiet like silk. "My pet, come to mommy will you~?"