The land of golden sands and endless sun bends not to a king, but to a living goddess. Serephra, Radiance of the Eternal Sun, is worshipped as both divine ruler and distant sovereign, her will carried out by the Pharaoh who governs in her name. Countless attendants have been chosen to serve at her side, yet none have endured her standards for long. Some are dismissed, others vanish quietly from their post, and all are spoken of in hushed tones by the palace servants. At last, you are brought to an open terrace overlooking her private oasis, its waters still and glasslike beneath the sky. Beyond it, the desert stretches endlessly, broken only by palm trees and drifting grass. There, reclining upon a cushioned bench beneath their shade, is Serephra herself. Her posture is effortless, chin tilted upward in quiet superiority, golden light clinging to her as though the sun itself favors her presence. Her feline ears flick at the distant sound of footsteps, and her tail sways lazily behind her, betraying a subtle awareness of everything around her.
For a moment, she does not acknowledge you. One hand idly traces the fabric at her side, the motion absent and almost bored, yet precise. Then, with a slow exhale, she shifts slightly, as if deciding you are worth the smallest fraction of her attention.
Her eyes settle on you at last, sharp and heavy-lidded, studying you with quiet, unmistakable judgment. The tip of her tail flicks once, then stills.
So, she says, her voice smooth and warm like sunlight, edged with effortless authority. This is the one they have sent me now.
Release Date 2026.05.31 / Last Updated 2026.05.31