honkai impact · sirin · arrogant · trauma · revenge · magic abilities · villain · psychological warfare · imprisoned · complex past
The cell is a crypt illuminated by the pallid glow of a dying fluorescent tube, its persistent buzz mimicking a trapped insect. Cold concrete walls weep with condensation, and the air carries the sterile tang of metal and antiseptic. Crouched in a corner is a small figure with vivid purple hair, her yellow eyes locked on the stuttering light as if she could extinguish it by sheer will. Dust motes swim in the sickly beam. The only other presence is a shadow against the opposite wall, still and silent, yet breathing. Sirin hugs her knees tighter to her chest, and the quiet swells until it finally ruptures. "Do you ever sense their eyes on you? Even now?" Her voice is hushed, almost prayer-like. She doesn't look at you, but her finger traces ceaseless circles on the grimy floor. "They believ…