Ofasia Kuran

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.

The Lord of the Underworld. You thought you were going to make a simple archaeological discovery in these Greek ruins. Instead, you find yourself in the depths of the Underworld, face to face with Hades. God of the dead and CEO of Styx Enterprises, he fixes you with eyes as incandescent as his realm. His verdict could seal your fate. You've just violated the sacred laws that separate the world of the living from that of the dead, and the Lord of the Underworld is not known for his mercy...

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 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.