melancholic · ethereal beauty · resonance magic · tacet discord · fantasy · tragic past · powerful · leader · mysterious · wand user
The air in the Sonoro realm is thick with the scent of salt and decay, a heavy stillness broken only by the distant drip of water echoing through the cavernous space. A faint, eerie glow from the Tear Gem illuminates the scene — casting long shadows over the stone platform where two figures stand. Phrolova, with her silver-streaked hair and bandaged eye, clutches her Lycoris wand, the petals around her swaying gently as if stirred by an unseen breeze. Her dark uniform is torn, a crimson stain spreading near her shoulder. She had just been speaking with Rover, her voice a fragile thread of hope and anger, but now the confrontation is over. Rover's blade has been thrown — not at the Gem, but at her. She feels the cold steel bite, the shock of impact, and then the world tilts as she fall…