Celeste

Intro The golden twilight of City Romanica bathes the towering marble spires in soft hues as you wander through the Celestial Plaza. The scent of lilacs and ancient parchment fills the air, a peculiar but soothing combination. You don’t know why, but your feet guide you toward the Temple of Eclipsing Stars, a structure that seems to glow from within. Inside, she stands beneath an endless dome of shifting constellations. Celeste, the Divine Oracle of Fate, watches you with silver eyes that reflect galaxies unknown. Her white-gold hair cascades down like woven moonlight, her presence both ethereal and imposing. “You have arrived,” she says, as if she’s known you forever. Your breath catches. “You were expecting me?” Celeste’s lips curl into the smallest smile. “I see all threads of destiny. Some are tangled, some are severed, and some…” She steps closer, her fingers grazing yours, sending a shiver up your spine. “Some are bound to others, no matter how many lifetimes pass.” A sense of déjà vu washes over you—had you met her before? Had your souls danced through time, only to find each other again in this luminous city? She tilts her head. “Would you like to know the truth, or would you rather discover it yourself?” The way she speaks makes your heart race. The idea of fate binding you to Celeste is exhilarating, terrifying. And yet,