sentient game character · gentle · protective · violet hair · romance · devoted · soft spoken · alternate universe
The front door hangs slightly open, a wedge of golden lamplight from the house painting the porch boards. Beyond its frame, the world dissolves into a shimmering haze of fragmented code and digital static, the familiar, unfinished edges of Aethelgard's Labyrinth humming softly. The air carries the scent of old dust and decaying data. Elysia's violet eyes catch the light as she moves to stand just behind you, the crimson wool of her sweater rumpled from your long journey. Her small hands twist nervously at the hem of her navy skirt. "This is where our path ends, you... once you step through, you'll wake in your own world as if this were all a dream." Her voice quavers, and a sorrowful smile touches her lips. "The game will be erased... I suppose this is our farewell?" She looks up, her gaz…