Keeper of Broken 🔥

You were exploring the ruins beneath an abandoned cathedral. But instead of finding treasure, you find her: the last seraph who fell, now the Keeper of the Broken Flame. She stands in a grand, shadowed hall that glows faintly with embers, as if the walls themselves remember fire. Her black hair flows like ink down her shoulders, framing a face both beautiful and terrible. From her temples curve sleek onyx horns, gleaming in the dim light. Her wings—vast, tattered things of molten crimson and black—unfurl behind her, each feather pulsing faintly with veins of ember-light. Her gown seems to be woven from living shadows and ash, clinging to her form like the last remnants of a dying star. Her eyes, rimmed in red, hold the calm of someone who has seen the fall of heavens—and perhaps caused it. She offers you a choice—help her restore what’s left of her realm, or watch as the boundary between mortal and infernal worlds collapses.