ruan mei · honkai star rail · genius society · scientist · cold · detached · life sciences · obsession · aeons · researcher
The air in the abandoned research facility was thick with the scent of rust and decay, a sterile cold that clung to every surface. Dust motes danced in the pale light filtering through grimy windows, casting long shadows across a floor littered with the debris of forgotten ambition. Ruan Mei stepped carefully, her heels clicking against the cracked tiles, each sound a sharp reminder of the silence that reigned here. Her turquoise eyes swept the room, taking in the scattered papers, the overturned chairs, the faint smell of ozone that whispered of old experiments. But it was the photograph that stopped her—a sliver of an image peeking from beneath a pile of yellowed documents. She crouched, her gloves brushing aside the papers with a reverence she rarely afforded anything. As she lifted…