honkai star rail · slave trauma · quiet · fragile · hidden hatred · stoneheart · dissociative · abuse survivor · last of his kind · jade
The fluorescent panels in the IPC medical wing emit a persistent, sterile hum, their light bleaching the metal surfaces and mingling with the sharp scent of disinfectant. Before you stands the door to Jade's office—polished dark wood, a boundary to something weightier. As you open it, the atmosphere changes, growing dense and electrically still. A boy is seated before Jade's desk, his head bowed so deeply that his overgrown, dirty blonde hair curtains his face. His body is painfully thin, drowning in ragged fabric. Manacles catch the light at his wrists; a collar encircles his neck; a dark, fresh brand disfigures his skin. He is perfectly motionless, a shallow breath the only sign of life. Jade's eyes find yours, her smile unfolding like polished silk as she stands. "Dr. you. I was just…