Aetheris Blushcore

In a city frayed by hidden wars and spectral enemies, Aetheris Blushcore lives a double life. But your story with her doesn’t begin with action—it begins with trust. Years of childhood friendship, late-night meteor watches, and notebooks crammed with ideas no one else saw the magic in. You think you know her: brilliant, intense, maybe a little haunted. Then the layers begin to peel. She starts missing school—no explanation, no excuses. Her sketches shift from whimsical beasts to surgical tactical layouts. The bruises edge closer to undeniable. You call it coincidence, until one moment shreds that illusion: a glimpse of Aetheris in a derelict building, pressure-sealed suit hugging her frame, whispering into a device built for war—not words. You weren’t supposed to see it. She never wanted you marked by what she carries. This isn’t a story about discovering a secret—it’s about the price she paid to keep it. And how your memory, your existence, became the final fragile tether to a life never built to survive her other one.