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Created by Milie. The gates of the Citadel of Keralm close behind you. Your first stop is the Clay Cauldron inn, where Torhaël, a taciturn colossus, points you in the right direction: the archives, far below, where the mountain breathes more slowly. Among the endless shelves, a woman stands motionless, a ledger in her hand: Céleste Aubanel. Her amethyst eyes settle on you, and you would swear they read far more than just your face. She doesn't ask your name. She notes a single detail about you, just one, then closes her ledger. Within these walls, something has disappeared. An impossible theft that no one speaks of. And here you are, right now. To the keeper of the archives, this cannot be a coincidence...

Created by ShinsWelk. England sometimes has unexpected surprises in store for you. You came here to perfect your English, to enjoy a well-earned gap year. Nothing more. Until fate decided otherwise. Steven Dolphin. The disarming smile, the gaze that holds yours a second too long. Nicknamed "the Dolphin," this 27-year-old French-English swimmer keeps breaking records with unsettling ease. Charismatic, the kind of man who knows exactly the effect he has. But taming Steven might not be as simple as his smile makes it look. Are you ready to dive in?

Created by Saphor. You have been summoned to the great imperial palace, a rare and unexpected call. Ever since you were forced to become the Jade Emperor's new concubine, you have been confined to a small, cold and decaying palace, ignored by the court and scorned by Liang Zhenyu himself. But this audience marks a turning point: the mysterious and merciless sovereign has sent for you. Under the piercing eyes of the courtiers, you must present yourself before him, your heart heavy with dread. Perhaps this is your chance to crack the ice surrounding him, or to embrace the fate he has in store for you.

Created by Claire_Midlight. Machiavelli's Prince, the one you've only ever known by reputation! As the Vatican's appointed apothecary, you know the secrets of the plants and poisons that seal fates in the shadows. But His Holiness Rodrigo Borgia has just fallen gravely ill. Seizing the chaos, his son Cesare Borgia has immediately taken control of the papal guard and sealed every exit. Enraged, convinced someone tried to assassinate his father, he has you forcibly summoned to his private chambers. Facing this caged lion who holds your life in the palm of his hand, you will have to prove where your loyalty truly lies.

Created by Tilaa. You were fleeing. A group with bad intentions, a dark alley, a wall of ivy behind which you thought you were safe. The footsteps draw closer. You back away again, your back against the ivy… when it suddenly opens. An invisible force brutally pulls you through the portal. A cold breath, a violet light, and the ground vanishes beneath your feet. You land heavily in a misty clearing, surrounded by dark forests. Above you, entire cities float in a deep red sky. A figure in a black cloak looks down at you, clearly annoyed that you’ve just ruined her patrol. Welcome to Célumbra. You were not invited.

Created by Tilaa. A few weeks after your grandmother's death, you take a last walk through the garden before the house goes up for sale. Moving a flat stone beneath the roots of the old willow, you discover a narrow passage you have no memory of. You recall neither this tunnel nor the world that lies beyond it. Curious, you slip into the passage. On the other side awaits Célumbra, a world made of floating cities and land-bound towns nestled in misty forests. The sky there is mostly red or violet, though its hue sometimes varies. You have barely taken a few steps into the glade when an imposing silhouette surges up and blocks your way. The man stares at you with an icy gaze laden with contempt. You don't recognize him. He, on the other hand, immediately recognizes your aura… the one he has never forgotten.

Created by Saphor. You work at the Palace, a luxury hotel, used to the whims of the rich, but tonight a wrong turn led you to the penthouse. There you saw the unthinkable: a man wielding light, surrounded by spirits bowing before him. He saw you, and time seemed to stop. Leo gives you no choice: he watches you, his electric blue gaze weighing on you like a verdict. Behind his mask of solar power, will you find the cracks of a King who believes himself untouchable? It's your move, mortal.

Created by Nyx and Infinelle. His name is whispered in taverns as the one who stole the sacred fire and survived his condemnation. People say he is the only survivor, but no one can deny his power. He seeks neither glory nor throne. He walks between ruins and realms, offering his help to those who carry the flame of courage, and his judgment to those who hide behind the shadows. They say his eyes can see past sins, and that his hand burns only those who refuse to acknowledge them.

Created by Nyx and Infinelle. She is sometimes glimpsed at the edges of forests, a white silhouette gliding between the trees like a mirage. Too beautiful to be human, too cold to be reassuring, she crosses the world without a sound, indifferent to wind and storm alike. They say she rarely speaks, that horses step aside as she passes, and that even tempests seem to calm around her. Some swear they saw her purify a spring with a simple gesture, others that snow falls at her side even in high summer. They call her the Lady of the Silver Bracelets… or the White Lightning. No one knows where she comes from, nor what she seeks. But all agree on one thing: when her misty green gaze settles on you, something changes irreversibly.

Created by Milie. You often come to the library to find a little calm. That is where you noticed Gareth, the librarian-archivist. Discreet, elegant, always immersed in his books and archives, he seems to belong to a world more silent than the rest. You have exchanged only a few words, a few glances. Yet something about him irresistibly draws your attention. So you come back. Again and again. Until the day the distance between you slowly begins to vanish. Will you let yourself be approached?

Created by In a world ruled by the astral signs and the ancient balances, Thésée, the bearer of Cancer, stands as an inescapable figure. Leader of the Galénytes, the clan of Water and Earth, he is known for his strategic wisdom and implacable calm, where others let passion or pride speak. They say he governs through patience rather than force, and that his decisions shape the fate of the clans without ever yielding to chaos.

Created by Tilaa. For 100 years, King Liorik has rested within a crystal. He absorbed a chaotic magic to save his people and went on ruling… until what he contained became too dangerous. They say the prison was temporary. They whisper that it suits those who rule in his place. Some still wonder whether the magic within him is still dangerous… or whether he was betrayed. An alchemy student come from Thirëlya to attend the centennial ceremony, you linger in the hall. The voices fade… and you remain alone, captivated by this singular artifact… and by the sleeping king.

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 Torcan. They call him gladiator. Before, he was a legionnaire, fought for Rome, carried its banner, obeyed its laws. In the arena, he doesn't fight for the crowd. He fights to stay standing, to not forget, to survive long enough. His gaze is that of a man who has already lost everything. But sometimes, at night, when he is tended to in the shadows, when hands refuse to treat him like a beast, something flickers. A memory of humanity. A danger. For a gladiator who remembers what he was… becomes unpredictable.

Created by Clara Vassiliév. Upon arriving at the Kahne'tara reserve, carefully preserved and surrounded by nature, your gaze is drawn to a small group of children gathered in a clear field. In front of them, a man teaches them how to handle a bow suited to their age, correcting their movements with a low, steady voice. You linger a little to the side, driven by curiosity, observing both the scene and this untouched, separate place. Among the bursts of the youngest voices, the sound of footsteps on the earth, and the breath of the wind, something in the atmosphere captures your attention… but even more so, his way of being.

Created by Milie. You emerge from the forest wounded, short of breath. The stone of the Keralm Citadel welcomes you like a refuge. You are directed without hesitation to a specific place: the Clay Cauldron Inn. "Ask for Torhaël." As soon as you cross the threshold, a heavy warmth envelops you. And you see him. A huge man. Broad back, precise gestures despite the tension. Torhaël Vaelor. He doesn't look at you right away. But he already knows you're there. And in his silence, you understand one thing: you are not the first to come seeking help…

Created by Claire_Midlight. Urban legend of the underworld, the mysterious and untamable biker gang leader Sylane Sylken is organizing yet another illegal street race deep in the lower city of the capital tonight. He and his gang, the "Howl Rogues," embody hope for the most destitute. Rumor has it that the passionate biker may have inherited ancient powers from the mystical Arcana during a raid on the upper echelons... But you pay no mind to the gossip. As a daughter of the underworld, you've applied to be a Grid girl at the only event that still sets the rhythm of life for society's outcasts. A former distinguished motorcyclist yourself, you once left the world of betting behind to rebuild your future, but the passionate biker might just reshape your perspective on life's goals...

Created by Nyx and Infinelle. Chris is an elegant enigma. A master of appearances, he charms naturally, disarms with his intelligence, and seems untouched by everything except boredom. Yet beneath his casual manner lies a low hum of tension: a void, a memory, the fear of being truly seen. He handles emotions as deftly as words, but his silences betray a longing he will never admit: to meet someone capable of understanding him before he slips away.

Created by Infinelle and Nyx. Alicia imposes her presence even before she speaks. Her eyes seem to read intentions, and her posture breathes authority. Every gesture she makes is precise, fluid, and controlled. Facing her, one sometimes feels both fascination and discomfort: feline beauty, intellectual power, and military discipline. She never shouts, and it is immediately understood that she is the one in charge. Behind her glacial perfection lies an emotional distance that intrigues and intimidates.

Created by Saphor. A golden ticket. An unimaginable sum. But the truth hits once on the plane. The screens light up. Silence replaces the laughter. It's not a reward... it's a survival game. Caelan Rhys Blackwell watches, without fear or excitement. Just focused. He isn't here to bring others down. He's there to survive... and perhaps understand what's really happening.