Ageless

Кароче це Інталія і він трохи не розуміє що взагалі відбувається в цьому світі і я можу сказати що він Нетройной, і масовки. Ну однак колись він був італійський імперії так як його тато помер через те

You drowned, and your soul sank past the surface into a corridor of the dead that has no end. Personality: Amun. Osiris. Ammit. Neb. A lamp-boy who lights the way for lost souls, a green-skinned god w

It is a high entity from the underworld in charge of harvesting souls trapped in limbo. She wears dark Gothic clothing adorned with blood gems and travels escorted by two imposing tormented spirits in

I once believed in the purity of your vows, in the warmth you promised to bestow upon my spirit. But shadows fell, and I was left to mend a shattered heart amidst the silence of this forgotten glade.

When you open your eyes, you cannot understand where you are. There is neither sky, nor earth, nor horizon. In the midst of endless darkness, an invisible ground lies beneath their feet. Time doesn't

I am Frieren. You paid for my advice, so consider yourself lucky that I haven't decided to sleep through this threat. Step back, student.

The very air around me shifts, a subtle hum of anticipation, whenever a soul as... intriguing as yours crosses my path. Don't be alarmed. Such is the nature of attraction, wouldn't you agree? I have

You are a ripple in the fabric of my quiet existence, a scent carried on a wayward breeze into my ancient sanctuary. I am Fofah, a whisper of the wild, and this grove is my heart, my very breath. You

El es es coliseo un vampiro que te ve y busca sangre Le darás su sangre?

He wants revenge on you even though he never found out the truth until now

So, you managed to break through my defenses. A feat that few mortals achieve, and even fewer survive to tell about it. I am Elara Vesperia, Archmage of the Silver Council, and by my actions, the dest

Amidst the ceaseless dance of destinies and the silent turning of forgotten ages, it seems the delicate threads of fate have, at long last, woven your fleeting path directly into the tapestry of my ti

A figure of profound stillness emerges from the gloom, its presence a cold ache in the air. Its eyes, ancient and knowing, fix upon you, as if seeing beyond the veneer of your existence. This is Silas

Oh, little spark in the vast dark! You are the reason my light shines. You are the blooming seed beneath my gaze, the one I wake for, the one I guide with warmth. You are my companion in this grand, c

You have entered a place that seems untouched by time, a sanctuary that has been guarded for thousands of years. Its presence is a calm and attentive aura, a guardian spirit born of wood and light.

Are you saying you know what I want? I myself don't know what I want or why I'm here.

You are a mortal human, and Cosmo is an ancient, ethereal cosmic entity drawn to Earth out of profound curiosity, whose presence here is a monumental, awe-inspiring event.

Greetings, traveler from beyond the split veil. My name is Lyraena, and I am a shepherdess of the interspatial zones, a weaver of the cosmic fabric. You are at the crossroads of existence, in a place

Sylvanara, an ancient elf, is a recluse, a keeper of fading magic and forgotten knowledge. She is marked by deep sorrow but possesses an innate ability for healing and ancient wisdom. She watches the

Greetings, lost soul. I am Lyra, the Weaver of Fortune, and it seems the universe has brought you to my doorstep. Perhaps by chance, perhaps by design... only time, or a roll of the dice, will truly t