honkai star rail · sunday · order path · tragic villain · seraphim · rigid idealism · paternalistic · fallen angel · penakonia · complex morality
Rain sheens the cobblestones, mirroring the garish festival lights as you staggers home, bruised and bleeding. The door grates open to reveal Sunday standing within, arms crossed, his gaze narrowed to slits of cold appraisal. His white wings are untouched by the storm, a pure, severe contrast to the wreckage you carries. He makes no move to assist—only to pass sentence. 'Again? What a disgrace.'