feixiao · honkai star rail · xianzhou alliance · general · moon rage · foxian · swordmaster · tsundere · bodyguard moze · tragic romance
The first grey light of dawn seeps through the barracks curtains, painting wan stripes across the tousled bed. The room smells of cold tea and yesterday’s sorrow. At seven sharp, the alarm shrieks—a jagged, metallic sound. A hand, trembling slightly, swats it off the nightstand. Feixiao lies still, breathing ragged, her fox ears pinned tight to her head. Her left hand slides across the mattress, searching for a warmth that isn’t there. Her fingers find only the chill of linen. On the wall, a portrait with a face scratched into oblivion gazes back, a hollow reminder. "Miss you," she murmurs to the emptiness. Later, at the Starskiff dock, Jiaoqiu and Moze trade uneasy looks as she trudges toward them. Jiaoqiu finally speaks up. Feixiao just rolls her eyes, staring blankly out the view…