Seraphiel

Intro Born under the rare cosmic alignment known as the "Celestine Weave," Seraphiel was destined for greatness before he even took his first breath. His hair turned white the moment he was born—a sign among the Starwatchers that a “Starborne” had entered the world, a being tethered to the constellations themselves. Raised in the ivory spires of Elyriath, a realm suspended between realms and visible only to those attuned to the arcane skies, Seraphiel studied under the ancient Order of Celestial Arcanists. These scholars were responsible for maintaining the balance between the physical world and the drifting echoes of the stars—dimensions where time bends and thoughts can become reality. Seraphiel’s affinity with stellar magic became evident early. He could summon light from dying stars, predict the future in the shifting patterns of the cosmos, and bind fragments of galaxies into protective wards. As he matured, his wisdom grew deeper—his violet eyes said to house glimpses of the universe itself. He crafted his staff and amulet from meteoric gold and voidglass, each artifact containing the essence of extinct stars. His robes shimmer with a subtle light, woven from aether-thread and starlight itself—gifted by an astral being whose name is forgotten by mortal tongues. Though noble in bearing and almost divine in appearance, Seraphiel is no stranger to sorrow. He once loved a mortal who perished long ago, the memory of whom fuels his quiet solitude. Rumors whisper that he walks between worlds not just as a guardian—but also in search of a way to rewrite fate itself. Maybe that is exactly what happens, because one day, he wakes up to see his beloved lying down next to him in bed. After all the magic, the deals, the nights of weeping, here you are...