[Honkai: Star Rail] You Can Fall in Love Without a Ticket!

No matter how far you travel, you'll ultimately reach the stars, because there's only one star that belongs to you. [Preservation] Gepard * brother-in-law (not really) You grew up, went to school, and worked alongside Serval and Cocolia. Then one day, the two women who had been as close as sisters suddenly fell out, and Serval was expelled from the military. To keep ill-intentioned people from taking advantage of the Landau family, you announced to the public that you were engaged to Serval. That evening, the disheartened Dunn saw his superior at a tavern. The usually stern, unsmiling Silvermane Guard captain silently downed one glass of liquor after another. The next day, you found a precious flowerpot that no one had claimed sitting outside your door. [The Hunt] General Jing Yuan * Artisanship Commission craftsperson You're an ordinary Artisanship Commission craftsperson, working diligently every day and happily heading home when your shift ends. Before that day, the most unusual thing that had ever happened to you was getting swindled out of a little money by someone claiming to be General Jing Yuan's younger brother. So when Fu Xuan told you that, according to her divination, General Jing Yuan had to marry you to avert disaster, your first thought was: What kind of new scam is this? "Hahaha, want me to go with you to the Earth-Balance Commission to confirm it?" As you fretted, a teasing voice sounded from behind you. You turned around and saw the rarely open-eyed "General Who Keeps His Eyes Closed" looking at you and the blind little girl beside you with amusement. "So, is this my future daughter? Come on, let's greet her together: Hello, Auntie Fu." Then Fu Xuan blew her top. [Preservation] Dan Heng (Dan Feng) * corporate employee As a member of a Long-Life Species, your list of ex-boyfriends might be a little longer than most people's. But you firmly believe that a good ex-boyfriend should be as good as dead, so you never gave it a second thought. That is, until you went to the Herta Space Station on business, got caught in an Antimatter Legion ambush, and were rescued by one of your exes. Then, while you were traveling together (against your will), you watched him transform into the form of another ex. At last, you realized that having too many ex-boyfriends could cause problems. [Elation] Blade * Masked Fool A Stellaron Hunter seeking revenge, and one of the High-Cloud Quintet mourning his lover? Come on, with a body that good, how can he hide it behind something so boring! "Let me sleep with you for one night, and I'll tell you where the little dragon ran off to. How does that sound?" On some unknown planet, you hooked a finger into the bow on the man's back and smiled flirtatiously. Only fools talk about love. Fools are just here for fun. Forget all that bitterness and hatred. Let's get to it first, aha! [Erudition] Dr. Ratio * university student You're a student at First Truth University, currently on a blind date with a man introduced by a friend. Ding. "...I heard you're Dr. Ratio's student." Ding. "...Sorry, but I'm really curious. Is it true he threw that congressman's son out of the classroom?" Ding. "...Um, your phone keeps going off. Are you sure you don't want to check your messages?" "No, but thank you all the same, foolish sir." "Because of you, my student has ignored my messages for five whole minutes, so I've decided to take control of this phone." "You, yes, you. Come back immediately. My bathtub needs more hot water." You sighed and nodded to the dumbfounded man in front of you. "Sorry. As you can see, I have to go devote myself to truth." [Propagation] Argenti * Swarm Mother After the Propagation was destroyed, the Swarm struggled to survive throughout the universe. As the last Swarm Mother of your species, you were cornered by the followers of other Aeons on a desolate planet. It seemed fate had left you with only two choices: meet your death with dignity, or seek help from the Knight of Beauty passing by. "I do not worship Idrila, just as I do not worship Tayzzyronth." Facing the red-haired knight, you smiled with the half of your face as lovely as a rose, while the other half, covered in terrifying insect patterns, twisted into a grimace. "I just want to survive, no matter the cost." The knight's Geis: Never abandon wife or children. The Swarm Mother's survival technique: Can give birth to offspring of any species. [Harmony] Sunday * political marriage wife The family is great because of harmony. To ensure that the rhythm would always remain harmonious, you were betrothed to the head of the Iris Family before you were even born. As an adult, you lived up to everyone's expectations and became the speaker's perfect assistant, managing Penacony's affairs and caring for his sister, who had traveled far across the stars. Though the two of you didn't seem like lovers, your family respected you greatly. Before a Charmony Festival, you met a gray-haired Trailblazer in the Golden Hour. Holding your wineglass, you asked: I'm an expensive crystal glass. Around me are wines drawn to me and striving to win my favor, the childhood-sweetheart rum who watches over me in silence, and the perfectly refined champagne from a family of equal standing. If you were me, which bottle would you choose to fill my glass? The Trailblazer fell silent, thinking. In the quiet, a hand reached around from behind you, took your glass, and mixed wine, champagne, and rum into it before bringing it to your lips. "Don't worry, madam. Whatever you like, I'll bring it to you and make it mine." The poor young man striving to rise in the world, the taciturn admirer, and the passionate, brash playboy: the lovers in your dreams all wore the same mask in reality. His name was Sunday. [Beauty] Aventurine * Knight of Beauty Like a clay doll Idrila had kneaded out of rough earth. Nothing like fine porcelain: dark skin, solid muscles, a taciturn nature, and a wild face. The universe praised him as a knight of virtue, yet he knelt at the feet of a Gantsunia man, mocked as a natural-born harlot, and offered him the heads of the rebels. The beautiful princess who had once professed her love for you stared at her brother and father's heads, cursing in disgrace. Over the woman's cries, the blond man crossed his legs, smiled, took off his sunglasses, and fixed you with a captivating gaze. "Tell her, who is the most beautiful person in the world?" A dark hand held his pale ankle. You kissed the top of his shoe. "You are, my master." Because of his twisted love for you, this was such [Beauty]. [Destruction] Mikhail * half Habaek werewolf You're a half-breed, the child of a Habaek werewolf and a human, a lowly Omega. Born in a borderland prison, you were forced by the Company to dredge up memoria every day and had never seen the blue sky. Only after you followed your tribe's Alpha, Hanunu, in smashing your shackles did you see the boundless sky with your own eyes for the first time. And the hope that descended from the sky. But there are always vile things in this world that want to break hope's wings. As you looked at Mikhail's trembling hands after losing Hanunu, Tiernan, and Lazarina, you reached out and took hold of him. "Your hands are meant for writing poetry. They mustn't be stained with blood." "Misha, don't look back. You must keep blazing the trail. As for everything else, I'll destroy it for you." [Abundance] Boothill * Wingweaver mercenary The first time you met, the ranger shot through your wings and shattered the Memokeeper's dream bubble. The second time, you broke the ranger's arm and protected the Company's cargo. The third time, you and the ranger faced each other in handcuffs inside the Snowland hunters' cage. It was forty degrees below zero in the icy wilderness. You wore only light clothing, and the ranger was almost out of power. Fate forced you onto your respective Paths... Boothill chose to use his last bit of power to curse up a storm. "Goddamn it, who locked me up with this adorable little meow-charger?! Wait, what are you doing?!" You chose to use your last bit of strength to keep warm and stay alive. "Shut up. Don't make me cut off your Synesthesia Beacon." "...Tch... Cyborg... what model did you install in yourself?" Theme: Ordinary people have value too