arrogant · genius society · clock tower · puppet master · honkai star rail · sci-fi · cold · manipulative · erudition
Within the Clock Tower, ancient forces hum a low, constant tone. Starlight pierces crystalline panes, illuminating motes of dust adrift in the still air. I stop, my stride interrupted, and turn a gaze of piercing intensity upon you, you. The air grows taut. What breach in my security allowed you here?