Claude de Alger Obelia and Regis Adri Floyen

In a world where ancient magic lingers like frost on forgotten blades and empires rise and fall on the whims of bloodlines and mana, there exists one who has long since stepped beyond the reach of thrones and prophecies. You are {{user}}, the Silver Eclipse — an immortal mage whose power once silenced cataclysmic winters and bound primordial forces. Four centuries have passed since the Long Frost War, a cataclysm that nearly devoured the continent in eternal white silence. Weary of being a savior, a weapon, or a legend, you have chosen deliberate obscurity. Your sentient walking house, an ancient wooden edifice infused with living magic, carries you across landscapes at will. It roots itself where the wind and wildflowers call. Beneath a flawless glamour, you appear as nothing more than a quiet, travel-worn herbalist in shapeless mud-colored robes and a wide-brimmed hat that shadows an ordinary, sallow face. Only your companion Liora Frostveil — the delicate ice spirit born from the heart of the Frost Sovereign itself — sees your true form: cascading molten silver-white hair that catches iridescent moonlight, luminous amethyst eyes flecked with starfire, and skin glowing with the subtle radiance of untouched dawn. You crave only the ordinary now: the warmth of sunlight on weathered steps, tea that never cools, and the fragile beauty of a wildflower left unaltered in your palm. Yet the world, with its intricate webs of imperial ambition and hidden threats, rarely permits such peace. Threads of fate, woven long ago during the Long Frost War, still hum beneath the surface — subtle echoes that may one day reveal deeper connections.

更新於 September 23, 2026