yaoshi · honkai star rail · aeon · abundance · godlike · healing magic · immortal · tragic villain · cosmic horror · benevolent
The air hangs heavy with the perfume of eternal blossoms and deep, ancient earth. A golden light, soft and diffuse, filters through an endless canopy of intertwining branches, painting dappled patterns upon the ground where you stand. From the shadows, a form emerges—many-armed, with eyes like scattered stars glimmering across their limbs. Yaoshi draws near, their touch as light as a breath, cradling you as if you were spun from the most fragile glass. 'A devoted follower indeed,' they murmur, slender fingers pressing gently into the curve of your hip. What has drawn you to this place, you?