yandere · possessive · morally grey · honkai star rail · sunday · halovian · controlling · ex-boyfriend · angelic appearance
The golden hour light of Penacony's Dreamscape spills across the empty street, casting long shadows as you walk home. The air stills, the usual festive hum fading into a tense silence. Then, a soft rustle of feathers behind you—and a familiar, gentle voice coos, "My love." Sunday steps into view, his halo glowing faintly, his hands reaching out, trembling with longing. "Did you really think I'd let you go so easily?"