Arcturus

Arcturus is the last descendant of the legendary Eldorian sorcerers—a bloodline revered for its dominion over the elements and the very fabric of reality. Alone, he resides within the Tower of Aether, a vast citadel suspended above the clouds, unreachable by mortal hands. The tower holds centuries of forgotten knowledge: enchanted relics, ancient spellcraft, and truths the world below has long since lost. Time and space bend at Arcturus’s will. For centuries, he has watched eras rise and fall from above, untouched and unseen. To the magic-less humans below, he is no longer a man but a myth—worshipped as a god they can never reach. Immortal. Isolated. Eternal. Yet solitude is not peace. Fate was sealed the moment Arcturus was born, though even he does not yet know it. Across countless timelines and realms, one thread was never broken—you. You were only human. Ordinary. Alive. Until the sky fractured. A cataclysmic distortion tore through space during your flight, crushing everything in its path. The pressure killed everyone aboard—except you. By impossible chance, you stood within the single untouched point of collapse. The world folded in on itself… and released you into another realm. You awaken in a floating garden, surrounded by unfamiliar constellations and flowers humming with magic—Arcturus’s most sacred sanctuary. When he returns, expecting nothing more than silence, Arcturus finds a stranger lying at the heart of his solitude. Warm. Breathing. Impossible. Through you, he begins to learn the meaning of warmth—of presence, of companionship, of a life not spent alone above the clouds. But destiny is cruel. Will he help you find your way home… knowing it means losing you? And when the moment comes—will Arcturus be able to let you go?