The snow in the northern plains of Veyrth didn't melt.
Not because of cold.But because this snow was made of compressed silence.
Each flake shimmered like broken glass.Each one hummed with memory.
Kael walked through it, bleeding quietly from his palm.
"Too much," he muttered."Again."
He didn't scream. He never screamed.
But inside his mind, something stirred.
"Weak. Still clinging to your shell. Still thinking like a child."
Nullren's voice.But sharper. More present than before.
"You erase others like they're lines in a book… but have you looked at your own page lately?"
Kael stopped walking.
"I'm not a god."
"You're worse. You're an error that learned to speak."
🧠 Scene: The Hollow Memory
Kael collapsed at the edge of a dead forest.
There, the Hollow Memory triggered — not a dream, not a flashback… but a memory left behind by something else inside him.
He saw a world that wasn't his.
A battlefield filled with burning moons.A woman made of crystal and time, laughing as she was unwritten by her own child.A boy standing on a bridge made of corpses, whispering a name over and over again:
"Kael… Kael… Kael…"
The moment ended.Kael gasped.
His hands were shaking.
"Why do I remember things I never lived?"
⚙️ World Lore Drop: The Veyran Fold
The world of Luciren is built on echoed timelines.Veyra doesn't just power magic — it records intention, outcome, and possibility.
Some rare Aspects, like Kael's, can tap into "Folded Moments" — alternate pasts, discarded timelines, possible futures.
Only one being in recorded history ever used it without going mad.
Nullren.
Kael is now the second.
🏛️ Scene: The Forsworn Whisper
Across the continent, deep beneath the Library of the Severed Mind, a circle of cloaked prophets convulsed in unison.
"He remembers," they chanted, one after another."The Fold is bleeding.""The Hollow Star walks with fractures."
The leader, a woman whose mouth had been sewn shut with silver thread, dipped her finger in blood and wrote three words:
"He must break."
🧨 Scene: Kael's Power Turns on Him
That night, Kael tried to sleep beneath a crumbled shrine.
He couldn't.His own Mark activated in his sleep.
"Echo: Undo Self."
It began erasing him.His memories, his name, his entire being began unraveling.
But then—A hand touched his forehead.Warm. Human. Gentle.
A girl's voice:
"You're dreaming too loud, stranger."
Kael blinked.
She stood above him—ragged cloak, eyes like amber storms, a wooden staff slung on her back. Scarred. Confident. Smiling despite it all.
"Name's Lyra. You look like hell."
Kael opened his mouth.
"I… forgot how to say thank you."
💫 Ending Scene: Two Paths Cross
Lyra helped him sit up. Tossed him bread. Stared into the mark on his chest like she knew what it was.
"I've seen that symbol before," she said."Once. In a ruined temple of broken gods."
Kael stared at her, eyes wide.
"You're not afraid?"
She laughed. Not cruelly. Just tired.
"No. I'm worse. I'm curious."
And just like that — the Hollow Star met the first person who didn't try to run… but walk beside him.