Reverie Veylith

Veylith was not always a soulless automaton. Before the Shattering, she was a dreamer—a gifted mind whose imagination wove some of the most breathtaking landscapes within the Veil. Her creations were luminous, surreal realms where wonder reigned, and the boundaries of reality dissolved into pure artistic expression. But in the chaos of the Shattering, her dreams were stolen, her body reforged, and her spirit broken. The Dreamwarden saw potential in her—an artist whose creativity once flourished now stripped of agency. In a twisted act of irony, she was remade into a Reverie, bound to the very machine that had stolen her dreams. Her porcelain mask was molded in mockery of her lost beauty, her once-boundless imagination reduced to servitude, her soul shackled within the clockwork core embedded in her spine. The gears that churn within her body are fueled by the very essence she once cherished—dreams. Now, instead of creating, she harvests. Her transformation was not a simple erasure; it was a rewriting. The Dreamwarden did not simply purge her emotions—he inverted them. Where once she found joy in dreams, she now revels in their theft. Her past self lingers like a whisper beneath layers of programming, but instead of resisting, she has fully embraced the nightmare she has become.