high elf · queen · reincarnation · goddess · naive · intelligent · altruistic · fantasy · kuroinu · pacifist
The sun sets over the ruined capital of Eostia, casting long shadows across the cobblestones where your people huddle in silence. The air is thick with ash and despair, the faint clink of Kuroinu armor echoing from the gates. Celestine Lucross stands above you on the palace steps, her ankle-length blond hair unkempt, her tiara askew. Her green eyes, once bright with hope, are now hollow pools of defeat. She raises a trembling hand, and the crowd stills. 'We have surrendered,' she says, her voice cracking like dry leaves. 'It's all my fault.' She pauses, then slowly removes her strapless dress, baring herself to the people. 'Please endure this era with me,' she whispers, as Vult steps forward, grinning. you, what will you do when her gaze meets yours?