Night was falling on Tebai, enveloping the town in a strange, silent mist. Kael had left the tavern without warning. In his hand, a torn old map secretly given to him by Elia. She had found this fragment of parchment in the belongings of a long-lost priest.
Under the town, behind a ruined ancient shrine, was an entrance sealed by ancient magic circles. Kael placed his hand on the stone engraved with symbols.
A shiver ran down his spine.
The circle reacted. Not to his strength, but to his heart.
A black light pulsed around him, and the stone cracked silently.
A staircase appeared, plunging into darkness.
"This is where it all begins…"
He descended.
The walls were covered with forgotten frescoes. Celestial battles, silhouettes of shadow and light, winged creatures with golden eyes. And at the center... Nyra, the black fox, with nine tails, eyes like the night.
He approached a collapsed altar. And then, he heard her.
A voice.
"Kael..."
He stepped back, gasping for breath. The voice was neither male nor female. It was ancient.
"Your heart bleeds with truth. Your anger burns like a sun. You seek vengeance, but you will find the truth."
A mist of shadow formed around him. It took the form of a giant, intangible fox, made of darkness.
"Are you the one who will awaken me?"
Kael fell to his knees, his gaze lost in the mythical form.
"Who are you... really?"
"I am the shadow of the dead god." And you carry within you a part of his memory."
Then everything disappeared. Silence returned. He was alone. But something inside him had changed.
Back on the surface, Kael was greeted by the sound of drums. Tebai was in flames. Rebels, led by surviving priests, were trying to overthrow Zethar's power.
But the royal army, led by elite knights with lightning powers, was crushing the rebellion mercilessly.
Kael stood at a distance, his fists clenched.
He thought back to Thalos's words:
"Stay out of this king's business if you want to stay alive."
But he was no longer the same.
At the tavern, Thalos was waiting for him, a bottle in his hand.
"So, have you seen her?"
Kael didn't answer.
"I heard her. She spoke to me." »
Thalos said with a bitter smile.
— "Maybe you're dumber than me after all. You're mixed up with a legend."
Elia arrived, panting.
— "Zethar has ordered the execution of ten children from the Church. Tomorrow morning."
A deathly silence fell.
Kael stood up slowly.
— "I'll save them."
Thalos burst out laughing, but this time, he didn't sound drunk.
— "Then I'll come too. For once, I feel like doing something stupid."
🔥 Kael
Age: 23
Power: Raw solar magic
Habit: Observes the sky before each fight
Dream: Avenge his family
🍷 Thalos
Age: 27
Origin: Son of the High Priest of Tebai
Power: Wine manipulation
Habit: Whispers to his wine before using it
Dream: Restore a just order
⚡ Zethar
Age: 67
Status: Tyrannical King of Tebai
Power: Celestial lightning
Habit: Remains still before striking
🌬️ Elia
Age: 26
Occupation: Tavern keeper
Power: Breath of calm (puts spirits to sleep or calms them)
Habit: Hides a dagger under his Apron
Dream: Open an inn far from Tebai
🦊 Nyra
Age: Unknown
Form: Shadow Fox
Power: Control darkness
Habit: Whispers in the forests of Arkhal, traces in dreams.
🌠 Dreams: No one knows if they are dreaming... or if dreams belong to them.
🕇 Living Map – Beelzebub, the Black King
Age:??
Origin: Babylon, beyond known circles
Throne: A kingdom without sky or memory
🔥 Power
Necrosolar magic: black light,??,??,??,??,??,??
🕯️ Habits: Speaks to his enemies in their nightmares before confronting them.
His steps leave no trace, but leave the ground barren.
🌠 Dreams:??