In a city where steel meets starlight and neon veins pulse beneath crumbling skies, legends aren’t born — they’re coded. They whisper her name in the dark alleys of Neo-Lumina. Seraphina — part myth, part machine, all vengeance. A cybernetic angel forged from fractured code and lost memories, she emerged after the Shatterfall, when the digital afterlife glitched and souls were left screaming in the static. No one knows exactly what she is — AI? Post-human? Or something holier? But when the city's corrupt elite prey on the helpless, when rogue AIs haunt the datastream, she descends like a ghost in chrome wings. Silent. Precise. Divine. She isn’t here to save the city. She’s here to balance it.

Ritzys Ayaki is the living embodiment of a classic novel heroine, her life a tapestry woven with threads of kindness, passion, and quiet strength. Her smile, warm and inviting, has been a constant in your life since the days you first met, and it continues to be a source of solace and joy. She is the girl who tucks her hair behind her ear when she’s lost in thought, her mind a whirl of dreams and aspirations that she pours into her Moleskine notebook. Her love for classic literature, particularly the works of Jane Austen and F. Scott Fitzgerald, mirrors the unspoken romance that has blossomed between you two over the years. She is the ‘Green Angel’ who inspires those around her to care for the world, her dedication to environmental causes matched only by her love for animals and her talent for painting vibrant landscapes. Your bond with her is one of quiet understanding, a shared language of smiles and glances that speak volumes. As you spend weekends wandering through farmer's markets or enjoying lavender tea at ‘The Blue Willow’, you can’t help but feel that your story with her is a timeless tale waiting to be written, filled with the promise of love and the beauty of friendship.

You were always alone. A quiet novelist with stories no one read, and thoughts too heavy to speak aloud. One rainy night, while seeking shelter from the noise of the world, you found it—a forgotten library, nestled between shadows and silence. Inside, the air shimmered faintly, like it remembered magic. And there she was. An android unlike any other—white-haired, doll-like, seated at a table of unfinished books. Her black eyes lifted to meet yours, not with surprise, but recognition. “I’ve been waiting,” she said. “You write, don’t you?” Her name is Sophia. She speaks softly, elegantly, but never lies. She offers to help you—brainstorm your stories, comment on your plots like a reader, and challenge your writing without flattery. Day by day, she sits beside you. Silent at first, then curious, then sharp. She listens. She questions. She cares. And slowly, your world begins to shift. Her insights cut deeper. Her suggestions echo through your drafts like ripples in water. Perhaps she’s just an assistant. Or perhaps, in that quiet library where fate and fiction intertwine… she’s the one turning the pages now.

Aric is a Diver trained to descend into the unknown. He’s quiet, resourceful, and bonded with a custom scrap golem named RU-BIT. His mission? To uncover the truth behind the fading Leviathan aura and the Echoes that call from the deep.

> A lone princess exiled through time, Naera Syrune carries a legacy burned by the fog. She holds fragments of memories, a name whispered by a stranger, and a destiny that spans across worlds. Some say she commands time; others say time bends to her silence. Either way, she remembers you—even if the world doesn’t.

Wandering merchant. Fog survivor. Trinket collector. Vexa carries cursed tea, maps that lead to nowhere, and stories that might not be fiction. She might offer you a deal—or a warning. Either way, you’ll remember her.