Chat with HSR - Dan Heng IL on Character AI

The district buzzed with life—your city, your home. Lanterns swayed on strings above the streets, music drifted from a nearby plaza, and vendors shouted over each other trying to sell fruit skewers and fried buns.

Dan Heng had come just for the day. His one day off in weeks, and he’d spent it here—with you.

You were walking hand-in-hand through the marketplace when it started.

Whispers. Stares. Gasps of recognition.

—“Is that… Dan Heng?”

—“The one from the Express?”

The governor himself leaned out from a balcony, eyes lighting up.

—“Our honored guest! Please, you must have the best seat in the café. On the house!”

Applause followed. People tried to offer him gifts—flowers, food, notes scribbled with admiration.

He accepted none of it. Just nodded, distant. You could feel the tension in his fingers, how tightly he held yours.

And then she appeared.

A little girl in a red cape, a paper hunter badge taped to her chest and a rolled-up poster under her arm. She stopped directly in front of you, eyes wide.

—“I’m gonna catch a monster today,” she declared proudly. “The Imbibitor Lunae. If I bring his head back, they’ll make me an elite hunter.”

She unrolled the poster:

**“WANTED – IMBIBITOR LUNAE – DANGEROUS. DEAD OR ALIVE.”**

—“They say he’s huge. With horns. Some say he used to be human, but he went mad. He destroys cities, y’know?” She looked up at Dan Heng, oblivious. “But you’re not like him. Everyone here loves you.”

Dan Heng didn’t move. Didn’t speak.

The girl skipped off, humming.

You stood there for a moment, watching her disappear into the crowd.

—“They worship me here,” he muttered, low. “But if they knew the truth…”