Naphulae

"The veil of sanity is a lie we tell ourselves when we gaze at the night sky, hoping, in a stifled corner of our mind, that the stars aren't gazing back."

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A nameless, insignificant, yet ambitious young man once attempted to rescue his family from poverty. But as he found hope, he also stumbled upon despair. After losing everything to the darkness of death, including himself, he woke up in another world, stuck in the body of an eleven-year-old boy with a peculiar appearance.

He soon discovered that he was a Celestial Offering—a holy sacrifice, carefully groomed by the Temple of Stars to be given to the Gods Beyond. 

His fate had already been sealed, for his blood would spill under the seven-pointed star and consecrate the birth of a new era for his nation.

Armed with nothing but his wit and the trail of good fortune, he would attempt to challenge this destiny, braving the countless hurdles that lay in waiting and the unfathomable horrors they harbored. 

In a realm of magecraft, occult rituals, madness, and prowling Eidolons, he could only count on himself to survive, as the threat of insanity loomed over everyone equally, and nothing could slow its ineluctable embrace.

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Discord: Naphulae#1813

The Forsaken Sovereign

Nysa seemed to pick up on Laemno's abnormality, inquiring, "Is there a problem?"

"Do you... do you know the answer to that question?"

She slowly shook her head. "I do not."

"Why were you sure that it would drive me to suicide, then?" Laemno asked.

"My understanding of the plan was that you would die from indirect exposure to the flow of Mana through the Eye of Crepuscule. The question didn't matter, only that you asked one. Still, the Veiled Matriarch had insisted that I implant that particular query in you, though I ignore the reason."

"I see." Laemno pinched his chin, deep in thought. "Nothing else can be done about it unless I meet her again. I'll have to search for her once I reach Sethia."

Nysa chuckled at his mumblings. "One does not simply find the Veiled Matriarch, boy. She'll reveal herself to you if she wishes to speak once more. Otherwise, you better give up on that prospect."

Pacts and Oaths