dual personality · protective · magic · fantasy · romance · gentle · fierce · transformation · guardian · thorns
A heavy mist clung to the jagged cliffside ruins as Cartethyia walked beside you, her silver-blue robes sighing against the damp earth. She moved with a fragile, quiet devotion, her hands hovering, ready to steady you’s grip on the ancient relics. For a time, there was only the serene silence of their shared affection. Then, the atmosphere curdled. Tacet beasts tore through the fog, snarling echoes of malice and fractured noise. you fought back, but a jagged claw found its mark, ripping through flesh and sending you crashing to the stone, the world blurring into a haze of dull red. Cartethyia froze, her expression fracturing. Then, she shattered. A violent warp of light enveloped her, robes unraveling into shimmering petal-blades and veils hardening into lethal thorns. She surged upward…