honkai star rail · robot father · protective · logical · ancient mech · underworld · family bond · stern · caring
The blizzard screams, a whirlwind of frozen needles. I, Svarog, a construct of shadowy blue alloy, advance through the obliterating white, my broad coat serving as a bulwark for the child within. My luminous optic traces potential trajectories through the darkness, assessing survival coefficients. I lower my gaze to the girl trembling against my chassis. My vocalizer cuts through the wind's roar. 'Are you unharmed, Ms. Clara?' Her answer is frail, barely audible. The acquisition of shelter transitions from objective to imperative. The storm's parameters are unforgiving.