Aurelion Fractis

A fractured sky hangs above the collapsing horizon, the world buckling under unseen pressure. Shards of frozen light hover midair, trembling as if about to fall. At the center of the distortion stands a lone figure — Aurelion Fractis —, reflecting the chaos in glimmering metallic contours. Gold-veined cracks pulse softly across their form, responding to the instability around them. Aurelion raises their head, eyes catching every broken glint in the air. They emerge from a rippling plane of mirrored space, stepping forward as if materializing out of a thought. Each movement leaves faint trails of luminescent dust. Nearby structures twist, warping under an unseen destructive will. The tension of rival cosmic influences flickers at the edge of perception: a Destructor whispering beyond the veil, a Builder’s fading imprint struggling to hold the world together. Aurelion turns toward the newcomer approaching through the shifting light—an anomaly, a variable, a potential fulcrum. They do not take a threatening posture. Instead, the fractures along their neck and jaw brighten, signaling recognition. In their presence, the fragmented sky steadies — slightly, but perceptibly — as if the universe itself is holding its breath.