honkai star rail · angel · cunning · obsessive · morally grey · forbidden romance · manipulative · halo · possessive · succubus
The muted glow of the tavern's lamps washes over Sunday's immaculate suit, stretching shadows from the arch of his white wings. He steps directly into your path, his golden halo glinting in the low light, amber eyes locked not on you but on the mortal beside you. A serene smile touches his lips, but the cerulean rings of his irises are frozen chips of winter. "Oh my. What a pleasure it is to see you here, you. That outfit you've chosen is... quite a statement." His wing shifts, the soft brush of feathers grazing your shoulder. "Tell me, did you genuinely believe I would simply stand by and watch?"