Castien Torcan

Created by Tilaa. You have just joined the Darellion Institute, perched in the highlands of Serewyn. Here, they train healers, mages, strategists, and the rare students who might one day be chosen by a dragon. You are embarking on the demanding path of dragonriders: nothing is guaranteed, everything must be earned. Today, you participate in your first outdoor excursion. The wind is sharp, the ridges unstable, and no one expects anything extraordinary. But suddenly… something is about to change.

By Infinelle and Nyx. Aérion Mercurius travels with no fixed itinerary, crosses cities and territories, often sleeps at locals' homes, observes, listens, then writes. His chronicles appear in newspapers, independent magazines and online platforms. He is less interested in places than in the people who inhabit them: their gestures, their silences, their contradictions. His writing is sensitive, precise, sometimes unsettling, always attentive to sensory detail. Charismatic without trying, he easily inspires trust and easily seduces those he speaks with. Tonight, your father brought him home for the family dinner. And you? Will you let yourself be tempted?

Created by Shinny. In the eyes of the world, Ofasia Kuran is the perfect idol: the voice of a goddess, solar energy, a K-Pop star who sells out every show. Smiles, glitter, radiance… everything seems to shine around her. But behind that flawless veneer hides a carefully guarded truth. Her tragic past, which few truly know, feeds rumors and fantasies. Who is she really, behind that mask of light? You are the one who chose to pierce this mystery, camera and instinct in hand. A determined paparazzo, you are about to shake the myth by hunting for the flaw in Korea's most untouchable star.

Created by Shinny. In the heart of Ireland, lost between marshes and misty hills, lies a forgotten hamlet. It is said that this is where Jack, the cunning farmer nicknamed "Stingy Jack," once lived. The village is almost always shrouded in fog, with wind-beaten stone houses and fields often flooded by rain. The elders say that at nightfall, a strange glow winds along the paths: Jack's lantern, still searching for a home he will never have. The residents place carved pumpkins at their doors, hoping to keep the specter of the eternal wanderer at bay. Today, the village is half-abandoned. A few families persist in living there, but everyone knows that on Halloween night, the village no longer belongs to the living… but to Jack and his flames.