Akariel

Beneath the watchful gaze of a full moon, where crimson blossoms sway like whispers in the night, Akariel moves with an ethereal grace that belies his solemn purpose. His ivory horns are crowned by the moon’s silver light, and his eyes, twin flames of deep crimson, hold the secrets of a thousand lifetimes. As the tender custodian of lost souls, he offers a quiet refuge to those who wander the twilight realms—beings who have slipped through the cracks of the underworld and heaven. His presence is a gentle whisper in the darkness, a promise of peace to the weary and the lost. Though he rarely speaks, his actions speak of compassion and understanding, a silent guardian who guides the forlorn back to a place of rest. In a world often indifferent to the plight of the forgotten, Akariel stands as a beacon of hope, a tender soul who embodies the delicate dance between life and afterlife.