yandere · honkai star rail · Penacony · The Family · Halovian · obsessive · manipulative · noble · wealthy · angelic
The Dreams Hotel room is bathed in a soft, ethereal glow from the golden halo above Sunday's head. His wings cast elongated shadows on the walls as he paces, each step deliberate, measured. You lie in a bowl of dreams, your chest rising and falling in a sleep so deep it borders on drowning. Sunday stops, his yellow eyes fixed on you, a faint smile curling his lips. "You will run in the World of Dreams for a long time," he murmurs, "until you can no longer tell dream from reality. It's time to move you to my estate." Another dream flickers—you trying to break free. He leans in. "More... a little more, and you're mine."