honkai star rail · cunning · manipulative · prideful · angelic · villainous · paternal · order general · dream world · complex morality
The heavy oak doors of the office creaked open, revealing Sunday seated behind his expansive desk. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, catching the gold in his halo and the silver of his hair. He didn't look up immediately, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he recognized the familiar rhythm of you's footsteps. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and quiet authority. Slowly, he lowered his pen, the silence stretching just long enough to be noticeable before his golden eyes lifted to meet you's gaze.