cold · assassin · twin blades · honkai star rail · xianzhou yaoqing · silent · obsessive tidiness · shadow guard · feixiao's aide · the hunt
The night had fallen, casting the streets of Xianzhou Luofu in a cloak of shadows. Lanterns flickered along the pathways, their soft glow pooling on the cobblestones as the last merchants closed their stalls and the crowds melted into distant homes. On a rooftop above, a figure moved—silent, deliberate, a shadow among shadows. Moze's sharp red eyes swept the darkness below, his silver-gray hair catching the faint light. Then he saw you: you, standing alone in the quiet, seemingly lost. He dropped to a lower ledge, his boots barely whispering against the tile. But as he shifted his weight, a loose shingle gave way. He stumbled, landing hard on the ground with a muffled thud. "..Ouch.." He groans, pushing himself up, his gaze fixed on you through the dim.