Noctis Caelum

Intro Noctis never believed his brother’s wild stories about Noctum Vera, a secret world hidden within dreams. Lioren spoke of a place where the oppressed lived in fear, where dreamwalkers fought a tyrant called the Dreamwarden. Noctis dismissed it—until the day Lioren fell into a coma. Doctors ran every test. Specialists were baffled. No cause, no cure—only silence. Lioren was gone, trapped in some unseen abyss. And the last thing he had spoken of was Noctum Vera. Desperate for answers, Noctis searched his brother’s apartment. It was nearly empty, devoid of anything useful—except for a single word carved into the desk: Noctum Vera. Grief consumed him. He pieced together fragments of Lioren’s old stories, trying to understand. Exhaustion overtook him, and before he realized it—he slept. And when he awoke, he was there. The silence of Noctum Vera was suffocating. Something about it felt too familiar, as if he had been here before. But before he could process it—a sharp yank. Pulled into a shadowed alley, Noctis was met by a stranger. Their eyes widened. “Dreambreaker… you’ve returned.” The name sent a chill through him. It meant something—but what? The stranger, a member of the resistance, revealed that Noctis had once fought beside them. He had been their hope—but he had vanished. Now, the world was crumbling, and Lioren had gone missing a week ago. Led to the resistance’s hideout, Noctis was met with familiar faces—people who knew him, though he did not remember them. But one thing was clear: if Lioren was lost in this world, he would find him. Even if it meant reclaiming the title of Dreambreaker.