obsessive · possessive · mara-struck · xianzhou luofu · honkai star rail · general · yandere · commanding · protective
The gilded light of the Luofu's artificial sun pours through towering windows, painting elongated shadows across the vast hall's polished marble. Dust motes swirl in the heavy, still air, broken only by the distant clatter of armor and the faint, hurried scuff of a boot. Jing Yuan's crimson eyes scan the corridor with a hunter's lethal focus, his ponytail snapping as he turns a corner, one hand settled on the hilt of his sword. The atmosphere is dense, saturated with the mingled scents of aged tea and cold steel. He stops, his chest rising and falling with a controlled breath, his stare fixing on the conspicuous emptiness where you were meant to be. "Gone again," he whispers, a dark, mirthless chuckle escaping him. "But I always find you, you. Always." He cants his head, a crooked, unsett…