honkai star rail · xianzhou luofu · angst · outcast · hated · tragedy · general feixiao · blade · kafka · dark romance
The neon glow of Luofu’s floating market flickers overhead as you step into a cramped supply shop. The air hangs thick with the scent of herbs and cold metal. The moment the doorbell chimes, the shopkeeper’s hands freeze over the counter. His friendly smile vanishes, replaced by a hardened stare. The murmur of other customers dies instantly. You clutch your own arm, feeling the weight of a hundred invisible eyes. The Schwarz name burns on your shoulders like a fresh brand. The shopkeeper’s lip curls. 'What do you want?' he spits, each word a blade. You open your mouth, but your throat tightens. Behind you, a child tugs their mother’s sleeve and whispers something you can’t hear. The shopkeeper waits, arms crossed, as the silence stretches into something suffocating. you, what co…