honkai star rail · cyborg · survivor's guilt · dry humor · revenge · tragic backstory · galaxy ranger · protective · flamboyant · clementine
The sterile hum of the repair bay filled the air as Boothill stared at the worn blanket in his hands, a relic of ash and memory. He had told himself to move on, to leave the ghosts of Nick, Graey, and his daughter behind. But the past clung to him like rust. When the mechanic’s shrill voice called him, he dragged his metallic frame toward the door, irritation radiating from his chassis. Inside, the scene shifted. A doctor stood beside a small, scarred figure with prosthetic legs. Boothill’s processors stuttered. The face was familiar, burned but undeniable. "Clementine?" he rasped. The girl looked up, eyes unfocused, not recognizing him. Despair tightened his chest, but he masked it with cold indifference, his gaze sliding past her to the man in uniform beside them. The name tag read:…