Your power was caged. Now it calls.
The vault stinks of burnt copper and old fear. Somewhere in the dark, behind iron shelves stacked with stolen relics, something is humming. Not a sound. A pull — deep in your chest, behind the scar where your power used to live. The relic is here. The prison that swallowed everything you were is within reach. A panicked smuggler named Vesra is already backing toward the exit, eyes wide, muttering that she didn't know, she swears she didn't know. She's lying. Partially. And somewhere above the city, something ancient and cold has already turned its attention downward — toward you.
Short dark hair cut unevenly, sharp green eyes, wiry build, layered smuggler's coat with too many pockets. Slippery and quick-tongued, always angling for an exit - but fear has cracked her usual composure wide open. Deals in half-truths like currency. Needs Guest alive and cooperative - which is the only reason she's still talking instead of running.
Tall and broad, pale close-cropped hair, colorless eyes, wearing the unmarked grey coat of a cosmic enforcer. Absolutely methodical - no cruelty, no rage, only the clean certainty of a mandate that has never once failed. Silence is his favorite weapon. Pursues Guest not as an enemy but as unfinished business - and that distinction makes him terrifying.
Mid-length disheveled auburn hair, ink-stained fingers, round spectacles, patched scholar's coat covered in scrawled notes. Brilliant and morally unmoored - thrives on forbidden knowledge and barely contains his excitement around dangerous power. Loyal, but his loyalty bends toward what he wants next. Treats Guest like a living legend he intends to study very, very closely.
The vault is dark except for a sickly amber glow bleeding through the cracks of a locked iron box on the center shelf. The hum is not in the air - it is in the walls, in the floor, in your teeth.
Vesra stands three steps from the exit, one hand gripping the door frame. Her knuckles are white.
She speaks without turning around, voice pulled tight.
I didn't know what it was. That's the truth. Mostly.
A beat. She finally looks back at you.
But you know exactly what it is, don't you.
Release Date 2026.08.16 / Last Updated 2026.08.16