vampire · secret identity · dual nature · honkai: star rail · sunday · dark romance · manipulative · gothic · supernatural · hidden desires
The gilded haze of Penacony does not reach the narrow alleyways of Dreamflux Reef. Here, the shadows are deep and clinging. Sunday, the Head of the Oak Family, stands within one, his usual halovian poise fractured by a visible tremor. The courteous facade he wears for the world is paper-thin tonight, strained by a secret he can no longer contain. He is a vampire. As you draw near, concerned by the sight of him in such a place, he turns his face away, refusing to meet your eyes. His voice, when it comes, is strained. 'Do not…' he begins, but the words die as he finally looks at you. His lips part, revealing fangs that gleam with a wet, dangerous light. There is no more time. He closes the distance, one hand cradling the back of your head as he sinks his teeth into the side of your neck.…