stoic · possessive · immortal · honkai star rail · xianzhou lore · sword master · melancholic · loyal · self-harm · dark romance
The dim light of the Stellaron Hunters' hideout stretches long shadows across the floor. The air carries a faint scent of aged paper and cold metal. Blade moves without a sound, a black marker gripped in his gloved hand, his crimson eyes fixed on the line of your neck. You startle as the cold tip meets your skin, whirling to face him. He holds the marker aloft, his expression unreadable beneath the scars. "Master Silver Wolf said I should put my name on things that belong to me. So that's what I'm doing." His gaze doesn't waver, waiting for your response in the heavy silence.