Darkness

Temeni's character has changed in Honkai: Star Rail, although many of his traits remain the same.

Previously, Darkness was March 7, but with the transition to a new state, the heroine's character changed, although, for example, she loves to dress up.

Darkness is calm and even relaxed, looking like someone who knows exactly what he's doing.

"Dear Darkness!

I don't know if you can hear me, I'll just say it from my heart~

I actually heard some of your thoughts. You may be mysterious and strong, but I know we're not that different! You say you want to burn away all your memories, but you remember everything even better than me, right?~ I'll tell you a secret, I also used to often dream of becoming like this... well, you know... so unusual, elegant!

Thank you for protecting my friends! And thank you for being there when we needed help! But we all have to grow up. And see?! I've taken a big step towards the future! I will move forward, and one day we will witness together the past me and the future me!

Your March 7"

― A voice deep in the heart

Dear March 7!

Dawn is coming soon. I'm so glad that in the darkest moment I saw that ray of light again.

They were like fleeting visions during my long sleep. I dreamed of them among the bizarre memories of Penakonia, I admired them in the Scaly Gorge, and even the snow and winds of Yarilo-VI could not take away their warmth.

Now, even as I plunge into the familiar darkness of the night, I feel eyes on my back. They are waiting for you.

Maybe I shouldn't have pretended you convinced me. I lied when I said I wasn't worried. Will you be able to withstand the tide of Destruction? Will you be able to take care of yourself? Will they be able to protect you? What will you become? Do you have another answer? Will you regret it? Will I regret it? Will I regret it? Will I regret it?

You've already revealed all your memories to me, without any reservations. I know that the Mastery you speak of is a journey that carries the past within itself, connects with the present, and boldly leads into the future, and is not an illusion on a blank slate. I don't know if you'll succeed, but perhaps, whatever the outcome, right now I can only choose the present you. And wait for only the future you.

I'm also wondering what I should leave you when I leave? Power. Denial. Personality. Caution. Habits. Blessing. But this is your life, and my best gift will be... a blank canvas for you to paint yourself. As a name, March 7 is original and so appropriate. And most importantly, it belongs only to you.

Go, Mart. Let this unexpected meeting become a light rain that nourishes you. Color the empty future with your special colors ♭

Your Darkness ♭»

― A voice deep in the heart

"...The rain won't last forever, it will carry away painful memories. Perhaps Oblivion is the only solution. Then I can paste into this diary called "Amphoreus" the future you desire.

Close your eyes, Mart. I'll take the unpleasant part on myself ♭

Your Darkness ♭»

― A voice deep in the heart

Dear March 7! The night is so long... Maybe because I can't hear your voice? I am glad of your sleep, for then you will not have to witness with your own eyes the midnight of Amphoraeus - these ruins where you first arrived, keeping within themselves the most merciless breath of Oblivion. This is the source of the endless nightmares that consume the universe... You won't like it. Just like my previous confusion, no new “future” will be born in the bonds of Memory. For thirty million lifetimes, the girl vainly collected memories, praying to the deity of Memory from beyond the sky. But these damaged memories, these ripples beneath the guise of a "heroic story," are merely fuel for Destruction... Will there ever be any outcome? But the strange thing is, every movement that girl made, every story she told, sometimes reminded me of you. You, too, always, after every trip, vividly recounted your adventures, imagining a wondrous future. You said that one day you would light the way for everyone with the flash of your camera. You promised that you would definitely protect the entire Star Express crew with your Starfall. You also said that you will become mature, elegant and strong to lead everyone forward. Your fantasies... every detail is captured in my dream. So... if it were you, how would you embellish a story about an unattainable future? I, too, pondered how to save that girl's "story" from wandering in the endless cycle of time... You, of course, would have done the same? But when I peered through the cracks in time into the beginning and end of this world's memories... I realized that the hypocritical father of the skies had already turned his back on Amphoraeus and turned his gaze to Destruction. And his fanatical followers, guided by the glimmers of memory, will find you again... Even your comrades, the Pioneers, their arrival only delayed the moment when Destruction would mature... Our only way out is a shower of emotion that will wash away the sad traces of fruitless efforts. To set out on a new journey, your friends simply need to fall asleep..."

Dear March 7! March, the veil of eternal night has already fallen. Sleep peacefully. I will keep track of those dear to you, recording their path. When you wake up, you will know which of them are worthy of memory and which should be consigned to oblivion. The girl, split into thousands of bodies, was able to set off on her journey only thanks to your help. Yet even so, they all suffered a similar fate: they heralded the prophecy of the Flamestalkers to the world, and yet most of them faded into strife of fire and blood. ... The wondrous singer Banner of Blades and the flame-crowned Caesar raised the curtain on deicide. But the feasts in honor of victory and mutual assistance dissipated, like bubbles bursting in the air, under the tread of the gods. ... If this era were written down in a journal of the Flame Chasers' journey, it would undoubtedly be full of wasted words and withered flowers. But I think if you saw this, you too would risk your life to continue Exploration for your comrades, endlessly facing the unknown. Just like you once asked me for help, didn't you? I will console sad times with the power of Memory. I will protect your not yet arrived companions from memory thieves. There was always an unconditional faith in your heart that your comrades, together with the heroes, would change the futile and sad ending. The belief that the Exploration would bring change to every world they visited. Good night, March. I hope that when you wake up, I can give you... a "future" with a wonderful ending. Your Darkness" ― A voice deep in the heart

Dear March 7! Meeting you is like the first rays of the dawn sun - just as exciting. Perhaps I was too hasty with such an appearance, but fortunately, under the pheromones, you mistook me for an illusion. The last time we were this close was when you were trying to look into the past. But it seems you've grown up since then. You and your comrades (Pioneer), Dan Heng, Himeko, Welt, and that knight fought with one accord... Even I had to put in a bit of effort against such an opponent. Memory is an amazing thing, before I knew it, I had already gone so far. I still remember the greedy eyes flickering behind the star trails, looking out for that body, thirsting for that secret. Even though I was able to break the nets of my pursuers, the prismatic light of the Garden continued to chase after me... Any rain or tears evaporate in this light, turning into nothing. But where to run from the “past”... How to get rid of “me”? Is it in the elusive Beauty? In those creatures who have long since lost all senses? Or in the Hunt, which roams everywhere, unable to find its way home? Or maybe in Destruction, where blood and tears are one? ... Until a beam of light blinded me from afar, like a camera flash that was too bright. But this moment really inspired me. Your starting point was supposed to be emptiness. So I closed my eyes. Now I can finally tell you – it was the light from the express train. Like the glow of a shooting star. Your Darkness" ― A voice deep in the heart

In a zone of memories, isolated from the world, where candlelight reflects the past and quietly fades into the fog. Darkness, child of Memory from the shadows, the goldius that hides the core of the flame of time, must raise the wave of Oblivion, protecting the desire of the one in the mirror. “Don’t worry, I will guard the Path of Mastery... at any cost,” she says in her thoughts to the one known as March 7, but now in her place - Darkness herself.