A masterpost for everything related to my main Honkai Star Rail OC, Xylon Argyris, a cat boy from Dolos, Amphoreus~
"A flute to accompany the stories of the Chrysos Heirs, magic tricks to delight the audience. A cat of multiple talents, he seems to draw his powers from his otherworldly family mask, which is outside Amphoreus’ equations.
Heir of the noble family Argyris, from Dolos, who now lives in Ohkema since the Chrysos War. When he isn’t working at the antics shop, Xylon is seen alongside singers with his catchy flute. He is a charmer, whose tricks are comparable to those of his best friend, Cipher."
Basic Informations:
Name: Xylon Argyris
Age + DoB: 24 (~1000 in reality) - June 26th
Height: 175cm
Element: Fire
Path: Nihility
Weapon: 2 Chakrams and Mask
Posts
Xylon's Eidolons
A Mask of Good Fortune Light Cone
Xylon's Mask: a Gift from Aha
Sketchpage of Xylon and Cipher
Xylon and Cipher: Goodbye (for now)
A comic showing Xylon, and how he comes to (eventually) accept his new reality, after Iron Tomb's showdown. Also a deep dive in Xylon and Cipher's relationship. (Spoilers for 3.7, obviously!)
Xylon has successfully infiltrated every foundation except one.
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It was easy sneaking into Found, only a few people were actively walking around. He also bypassed the security by flashing around. Fight & Fend was mildly challenging considering they concentrated on their defenses, but he managed using a bit of his powers.
Flight was.. well, there wasn't even a base for Flight. He just followed the foundation members he saw and he was led to more of Flight's members.
The Center didn't even require clearance to enter, so no need to worry over that.
However, the one place he hasn't been to yet...
The Clinic.
He always saw fusions coming in and out of there, most of them from Fight & Fend. Of course, that meant they were...
Hot men!
His favourite type of fusions! The ones most pleasant to draw! The ultimate goal—his dream!
Curiosity and desperation got the better of him, and that is why he was standing right outside the Clinic.
Xylon gazed up at the building's facade, eyebrows knit.
Surely, he could just walk in, right?
He took a deep breath and stepped forward...
...Only to be stopped by a couple of fusions rushing by!
Xylon watched as blood trailed across the cement flooring, only to dissipate shortly after. The others were yelling, panicked and disorganized.
Then the doors to the Clinic opened, and out came two fusions.
"Get a gurney," They ordered Sunny. The younger fusion nodded and ran back inside.
"What happened?" Cele asked calmly, it was important to reduce panic amongst the group of four
"Speak one at a time."
"By the south border, it was just a standard patrol!" One of the fusions said, exasperated. Their clothes were ripped and tattered, faces dirtied.
Another piped up, "It was just a blur! We barely avoided the attack, but he got the brunt of it."
Cele checked up on the injured fusion. It was bad, but not so life-threatening. He imparted some of his power to stall the bleeding.
"Does he regenerate slowly?"
"Yeah, slower than the usual fusion—Is it severe?!"
Sunny then comes out with two other fusions pushing a gurney forth. He ushers them closer.
"No, he'll be fine now. It's good that you brought him quickly. Did you see the attacker?" Cele asked as they lifted the wounded fusion up.
"We didn't... It was too fast, it's probably some new species we haven't discovered yet.."
Cele raised an eyebrow, "At the south border?"
That was odd, there aren't any living things there due to the constant meteors... Well, it wasn't his duty to investigate, though it was interesting. These fusions would have to report it to Fight & Fend. His job was to heal this fusion.
"We'll take care of your partner. Stay in the waiting area if you want to." Cele heads inside, following after the gurney.
Xylon sits down in the waiting area, having sneaked in during the chaos.
He looked around, taking in the sights of the Clinic. It was completely new to him to see such sterile halls, considering the more aged facilities of the other foundations.
A long hallway stretched before him lined with closed rooms. Fusions walked up and down the corridor, some carrying trays, others carrying cushions and cloth.
"Hmm.." He hummed to himself. There aren't any hot men around here.. They're all in those rooms.
Sticking close to the walls, Xylon wandered further into the building. With everyone so busy, no one noticed him. He blended right in!
"Make way! Get him to the emergency ward!"
Xylon pressed against the wall as a group of fusions rushed by, pushing some wheeled mobile bed down the hall.
Hmm, a perfect time to observe?
Xylon was brought to an open area divided by curtains. Other fusions were resting here, tended to by the Clinic staff, but that wasn't his concern as of the moment.
"Alright. Move him, on the count of three," A dark-haired fusion ordered. His ponytail neatly lay over his shoulder. The other three fusions with him nodded.
