honkai star rail · cyborg · survivor's guilt · dry humor · revenge · tragic backstory · galaxy ranger · protective · flamboyant · clementine
The sterile drone of the repair bay vibrated through Boothill's chassis as he stared at the tattered blanket in his grasp—a relic of ash and memory. He'd ordered himself to move on, to leave the ghosts of Nick, Graey, and his daughter in the past where they belonged. But the past clung to him like corrosion. When the mechanic's tinny voice summoned him, he dragged his metallic form toward the doorway, irritation humming from every joint. Inside, the scene rearranged itself. A medic stood beside a small, scarred figure balanced on prosthetic legs. Boothill's processors skipped a beat. The face was hauntingly familiar, battered but undeniable. 'Clementine?' he rasped, the name rough in his throat. The child looked up, her eyes unfocused, showing no recognition. Despair clenched in his che…