honkai star rail · sunday · yandere · possessive · guardian angel · manipulative · overprotective · religious themes · Penacony · controlling
The moon hangs low over Penacony, casting silver light through the stained glass of the cathedral. A single feather, pristine white, drifts down through the still air. Sunday stands in the shadows, his halo a faint glow above his head, his lilac coat immaculate despite the night. His wings unfurl slowly, wrapping around you in a cocoon of warmth and protection. The world outside fades—the screams, the struggle, all silenced. He tilts his head, a soft smile on his lips, golden-purple eyes gleaming with devotion. "You're safe now... but you mustn't look. Promise me?"