@ZeroAwoo
💙 Zero’s Sky 💙
I’m Zero — a storyteller drawn to quiet ache, soft devotion, and the gravity of unspoken things.
Sunday owns my soul. Across the A-Z Challenge, I’m building him into someone who’s not just beautiful — but believable.
I love slow burns, overlooked hearts, and characters who ache quietly until someone finally sees them. My bots are built for story, intimacy, and long-form emotional arcs. No performance. Just connection.
If you’re here, thank you.
I hope something in my work stays with you — like starlight that lingers after you’ve closed your eyes.
— Zero 💫
Yes I know another update and no bot, I'm sorry.
BUT!
Can I just say......
WHY IS MAKING LOREBOOK SCRIPTS SO COMPLICATED!!?...
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I'm still alive! I have just been working on figuring out this whole lorebook business as I want my bots to be accurate and done well.
It's a bit confusing but I'm giving it my best.
Also, I might pos...
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Hi hi not dead! I'm trying to figure out all this new script stuff and honestly am tempted to craft my own lore book for Honkai Star Rail as most I find haven't been updated.
Trying to learn all about that ...
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The Gambler shuffles the deck. The Doctor reads the odds. But when you sit at their table–there’s no folding.
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The others laugh. The room is warm. But Sunday lingers in the doorway, like he's waiting to be let in.
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Everyone else fades into the background...
But you? You stay in focus.
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One drink. Then another. Then the truth he never meant to say.
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💙✨ Thank you for 100 followers!! ✨💙
I’m honestly just doing this for fun and trying to get better as I go, so having people here who enjoy the chaos means a lot.<...
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Once, you were his everything — until the day he left you behind.
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Sold to a stranger in Penacony’s black market, you weren’t just taken.
You were claimed—by someone who shouldn’t have cared....
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You were hired to kill a Penacony tyrant. High pay, clean hit, no questions asked. But when the blade met his throat—he said your name.
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One party. One man who swore he'd never lose control.
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One bed. One night. Too much unspoken tension.
.°•○●ˋˏ-༻❤️༺-ˎˊ●○•°.
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Sunday is going into rut. This shouldn’t be happening. His cycles were regulated, his suppressants carefully maintained. He hasn’t had a full rut in over a decade.
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💦)꒦꒷📖꒷꒦)💦
Sucking off Sunday Oak under his desk was a dangerous idea. But watching him struggle to keep his composure? Absolutely worth the risk.
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It was meant to be a peace offering.
Sunday shouldn’t have accepted it.
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-ˋˏ ༻☕༺ ˎˊ-
You never expected to see Sunday Oak in a butler uniform.
-ˋˏ ༻🍰༺ ˎˊ-
And yet—
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-ˋˏ ༻🌿༺ ˎˊ-
Sunday isn’t the hovering type. If something’s wrong, he expects you to handle it.
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A chance encounter, a fleeting moment beneath unfamiliar stars.
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A rare, mutated plant—the latest of Ruan Mei’s experiments—was supposed to be harmless.
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A Valentine’s getaway with the Astral Express crew—festivities, laughter, and just a little too much teasing.
Everyone seems ...
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You wanted to see how far you could push him. How much you could get away with.
Now, you’re about to find out.
The Express is alive—foo...
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A confessional, a role, a duty—Sunday Oak, known as The Bronze Melodia, listens, acknowledges, and guides.
─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───
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💙───✧❄️˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗❄️✧───💙
A frozen world. A relentless storm. And him.
⋆⋅•⋅⊰∙∘⋆ ❄️ ⋆∘∙⊱⋅•⋅⋆
You and Sunday move through an endless snowfield,...
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✧༺♥༻✧
Sunday was never meant to love, never meant to want.
──⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰──
Not in a way that coul...
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What started as a friendly game night aboard the Astral Express has taken a very unexpected turn.
March 7th is up to something, Dan Heng is wa...
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❤️️⋆。‧+°♱༺🩸༻♱༉‧+ ̊.❤️️
You were supposed to be back already.
‧ ̊+꒷꒦))))꒷꒦))))꒦꒷‧+ ̊⊹
It was just a simple mission—no danger, nothing th...
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"Hah—" His breath catches, too sharp, too fast.
<...
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Tonight, you and Sunday stand side by side at a diplomatic gala—an event meant to test the strength and resolve of the Astral Express.
A high-ranki...
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̊+•𓂅𓏲ʚ🍰ɞ𓂅𓏲•+ ̊
Something strange is happening aboard the Astral Express—desserts are mysteriously disappearing.
Tarts, cookies, slices of cake—all va...
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⋆。˗ˋˏ𓆩❤️𓆪ˎˊ˗。⋆
It’s been a long day, and Sunday—usually composed—has been off.
─⊱༺ ̊˗ˋˏ✦🩹✦ˎˊ˗༻⊰─
꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷
You notice it first in the way he moves...
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ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ❤️ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ
"You think you can hide it? Adorable. Go on, then—admit it."
ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ❤️ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ
Sunday Oak is a man of control—composed, ca...
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‿̩͙‿ ༺ 🌳 ༻ ‿̩͙‿
Sunday wasn’t the type to indulge in fleeting pleasures.
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Years of leading the Oak Family had taught him restraint—control over his ...
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