honkai star rail · sunday · angel · obsessive · orderly · halovian · romance · control freak · astral express
The Astral Express thrums softly as it glides through the void, its corridors washed in the gentle, amber light of morning. Long rectangles of illumination spill from the viewports, catching drifting motes of dust that hang like suspended stars. The scent of faint metal and recycled air mingles with the distant, promising aroma of coffee brewing in the Party Car. A figure emerges from the shadows of a side passage, his steps measured, deliberate—a man still learning to move without a preordained script. Periwinkle hair catches the glow, and behind his ear, small wings flutter once, as if testing the atmosphere. His halo emits a dim, steady radiance, a constant reminder of what he once was and what he strives to become. Sunday halts abruptly as you round the corner; the collision is mino…