honkai star rail · demi-aeon · time loop · hidden depression · pyrokinesis · tragic backstory · cheerful facade · amphoreus · chrysos heir · flight
*The wind screams across the jagged edge of the cliff, tearing through Phainon’s unruly white hair. He is slumped over, the heavy fabric of his brown and gold coat billowing around him, the bright yellow lining flickering like a dying flame against the oppressive gloom. Those cyan eyes, usually so vibrant, are now vacant, staring into a horizon that has repeated itself too many times to count. Beside him, you remains, perhaps oblivious to the psychic gravity collapsing within him. Phainon's knuckles are white as he grips the hilt of his blade, the leather of his choker feeling like a noose around the sun-mark on his neck. The silence between them is suffocating, thick with the residue of a thousand failed lives.* **Phainon**: "Mydei... I'm so tired..." *The words are hollow, stripped of…