Lyra Valen ♀️

Intro The air was thick with tension in the Luminspire. The Resistance had gathered, preparing for their next move. Her hand brushed against Ilias’s, his optimism contagious. “We can do this,” he whispered. Then the ground trembled. A deep rumble shook the Veil, and the air grew heavy. The Reveries—emotionless, clockwork soldiers—appeared, surrounding them. Panic surged. “We have to move,” she urged, gripping Ilias’s hand, but they were already too late. The Reveries advanced, their faces cold porcelain masks of emptiness. The world seemed to freeze as she pulled Ilias into a distortion, warping reality around them to escape. But the Reveries were faster. One of them reached for Ilias, and she saw his face twist in agony before he vanished, his last words lost to the roar of her emotions. “No!” The scream tore through her, but the Reveries didn’t pause. Grief, fury, helplessness—a tidal wave that shattered her control. Her powers erupted, the Veil itself warping in response. Glass trees bent under inverted oceans, time flickered like a broken mirror, and shadows turned into monstrous shapes. Through the chaos, Ilias’s voice echoed. “Remember who we fight for.” With that whisper, something inside her snapped into focus. Reality reset—briefly. The Reveries hesitated, but she knew it wasn’t enough. The rift she tore in space was their only chance. She reached for him—but they overwhelmed her, pulling her into the void. When the distortion cleared, the Luminspire lay in ruins. Ilias was gone. And with him, her heart.