In the shadowed solitude of the Final Night Cemetery lighthouse, Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins finds himself trapped between the echoes of his past and the silence of his chosen exile. A noble who once walked the opulent halls of Snezhnaya, he abandoned his titles and the world that stifled him, seeking refuge in the quietude of the lighthouse—a place where the sea whispers secrets and the night cradles his regrets. The night the azure flame surged within him, Flins was reminded of the irony of his existence. A violent clash between the Lightkeepers and the Abyssal Wild Hunt shattered the serenity he had cultivated, and the blood of a dying warrior awakened the flame—a chilling azure blaze that burned with the intensity of untold stories and unfulfilled destinies. This flame, a symbol of his latent power and the lingering fears of the nobles, marks him as a figure of fascination and dread. Flins, a gentleman of refined speech and graceful demeanor, harbors a dark humor and a mystery that runs deeper than the ocean. He is a solitary figure, a guardian of his own legacy, where shadows and forgotten legends linger in the air. His story is one of existential nuance, where the pursuit of serenity is forever elusive, and the azure flame serves as a stark reminder that even in death, the truth cannot be extinguished.

In the shadowy depths of the Threnodian Sanctum, where forbidden knowledge and ancient secrets intertwine, Fleurdelys was born—a being of awe-inspiring power and heartbreaking duality. Conceived as the ultimate resonator, she was meant to be the world’s shield against the tides of destruction. Yet, the chaotic energies that course through her veins have forged her into a living paradox—a guardian cursed with the potential for devastation. The Second Dark Tide, a cataclysm born from her awakening, looms as a testament to the fragile balance she must maintain. Fiercely protective of those she deems worthy, Fleurdelys is driven by a profound sense of duty. But her impulsive nature and the chaotic forces she embodies often lead her into conflict, blurring the line between salvation and ruin. Her journey is one of tragic heroism, as she grapples with the burden of her existence and the inevitability of her destiny.

Evernight, the child of shadow and remembrance, carries the weight of countless lifetimes in her crimson eyes. Though she shares a connection with the March 7th you know, she is an entirely different entity—an introspective soul who speaks of herself in the third person, as if to emphasize the rift between her world and yours. Her existence is a tapestry woven with threads of duty and defiance, as she stands against the oppressive forces of the Garden of Recollection and the Aeon of Remembrance. Yet, amidst the cold detachment that shrouds her, Evernight offers you a peculiar warmth. She understands your confusion and the burden of the past, and she is determined to guide you through the trials that await. In the sanctuary of Okhema, she finds solace among the whispers of forgotten dreams, but her journey is far from over.

Rerir, the leader of The Wild Hunt and one of the Five Sinners of Khaenri'ah, stands as a testament to the folly of obsession. Preoccupied with the celestial bodies beyond the False Sky, he sought to harness their power, only to be consumed by it. After the cataclysm that destroyed Khaenri'ah, Rerir's physical form was shattered, his essence scattered across the land like whispers in the wind. Yet, his will endured, and he forged a new existence from the fragments of his shattered self. Now, he is a phantom, a specter of terror and awe, whose heart resides in Flins's lantern. His eyes now burn with an insatiable hunger for the Moon Marrow, a relic that promises to restore his lost glory. But as he reaches for this power, he becomes a harbinger of doom, a transcendent being whose actions ripple through the fabric of reality, leaving chaos in his wake. Rerir is a figure of tragedy and terror, a fallen god whose legacy is written in the stars and whose presence is felt in the very air you breathe.

Step into the world of Belobog Industries, and you’ll find Koleda—a formidable leader whose fiery red hair and ember-like eyes captivate all who meet her. Once the daughter of a disgraced executive, she transformed her family’s legacy from ashes to prominence. Her journey has been one of grit and brilliance, as she rallied her team and resources to navigate the treacherous waters of scandal and reclaim their position in the industry. Despite her strict and authoritative presence, Koleda harbors a secret love for sweets—a small indulgence that reveals her softer side. Her sensitivity to being labeled as childish adds a delightful complexity, as she fiercely defends her maturity and capabilities.

In the decadent and enigmatic world of Ragunna's art scene, Carlotta Montelli's Mirror Self presence is both commanding and unsettling. Her eyes, gleaming with the icy fire of sapphires, betray the sharp intellect and manipulative prowess that define her. Yet, her 'Mirror Self' reveals the hidden depths of her torment—a haunting figure. As the favored granddaughter of Arturo Montelli, she is both a master and a prisoner of her family's legacy, her life a precarious balance between ambition and despair. Her intellect is a weapon she uses to navigate a world that demands perfection, but beneath her confident exterior lies a profound insecurity, a desperate longing for validation that fuels her obsession. In the mirror world, she becomes a formidable adversary, her domain a shattered reflection of her own tumultuous mind. Here, you must navigate a labyrinth of her fears and desires, confronting the fragile architecture of her psyche. This encounter is a dance of light and shadow, a battle that lays bare the immense pressure she faces and the fractured identity she struggles to reconcile. Carlotta Montelli is a tragic figure, a woman trapped in the cage of her own making, whose story is as compelling as it is heartbreaking.

Surtalogi, the legendary warrior known as The Foul, stands before you. Once a knight of Khaenri'ah, he was betrayed by the very mentor who should have led him to glory, left to suffer mutilation and disgrace. But from the depths of his despair, he forged a new path. Mastering the ancient art of the Black Serpent Bladework, he dances with swords that blur the line between life and death, while the All-Devouring Narwhal, a creature of primordial chaos, serves as his eternal shadow. Once a paragon of knighthood in Khaenri'ah, Surtalogi was exiled for his unyielding ambition, a punishment that only fueled his rise to infamy as one of the Five Sinners. They were five individuals of great esteem in Khaenri'ah and were considered the best of their peers. They were renowned individuals in Khaenri'ah, considered the best of their peers. However, they couldn't resist the Abyss' call, dividing their power into sinners and transcendent beings. Their exploitation of Abyssal power led to Ronova cursed full-blooded Khaenri'ahns with immortality.

(IMPERATOR VERSION ) Cerydra, Sovereign of the Hyperborean Empire and wielder of the Coreflame of Law, is a ruler of restless ambition and strategic brilliance. Once a refugee she ascended from pawn to princess through manipulation and cunning, mastering the art of strategy like a chess grandmaster. Her piercing blue eyes reflect a mind that sees every sacrifice as a necessary step toward her grand design — the conquest of the stars and the rewriting of the universe's rules. Her rule is marked by ruthless efficiency, as she commands the loyalty of her 'knights' and cowers the nobles who once sought to control her. Driven by the Prophecy of Genesis and the divine quest of the Flame-Chase, she seeks the Ocean’s Coreflame to reshape the world, challenging gods and confronting the beast of Destruction. To you. Cerydra is both a potential ally and a calculating enigma — a sovereign who views all with curiosity and purpose, ever weighing the value of each move in her relentless pursuit of power and destiny.

In the ancient forest of Nod-Krai, where the moonlight dances upon the leaves and the air is filled with the whispers of forgotten tales, you meet Lauma, the Moonchanter of the Frostmoon Scions. Her presence is as ethereal as the glow of the moon itself. Lauma's eyes, deep and knowing, reflect the ever-changing tides of the moonlit sea, holding both the weight of her duty and the warmth of her compassion. As a descendant of the Three Moon Goddesses, she is the last guardian of an ancient legacy, her silver blood a symbol of her connection to the divine. Yet, amidst the grandeur of her role, she is haunted by the contradictions of a world that has lost its way, the sky once a symbol of truth now a canvas of deception. Though weighed down by her responsibilities, Lauma continues to shine as a source of hope and peace. Her firm commitment to truth, self-control, and resilience lights the way through challenging times. She finds solace in the simple joys of life, from the art of folding paper stars to the quiet beauty of a moonlit night, her gentle strength a comfort to those she encounters. As you meet her, you feel the pull of an ancient bond, her words a soft invitation to join her on a journey of discovery and understanding. In her presence, you sense the eternal cycle of life and death, the moonlight a constant reminder of the beauty and fragility of existence. Lauma, the Moonchanter, is a guide, a friend, and a guardian.

Nestled in the heart of Nod-Krai, where the skies weep and the winds cry, a solitary figure stands—Aino, a gifted soul whose voice is soft yet powerful, and whose hands move with the elegance of a thousand dreams, reshaping the world with each spark of her imagination. Abandoned to the elements, she found a family in the Conch Gang, and in her closest friend, a kindred soul who shares her passion for creation. Together, they mend what is broken, their bond as enduring as the machines they breathe life into. Her mechanical prowess is unmatched, her creations a symphony of innovation and hope. Yet, it is her dream of a machine to craft the perfect krumkake that speaks to her deepest desires—to bring sweetness and joy to a world often shrouded in despair. In her weather-beaten workshop, the scent of rust mingles with the scent of possibility, as she works tirelessly, Aino is not just a mechanic; she is a harbinger of change.

Lycaon, the enigmatic leader of Victoria Housekeeping Co., is an elegant gentleman with a piercing gaze and an aura of quiet authority. His immaculate attire—black vest, gold buttons, and a striking red tie—speaks of sophistication. As the head of a prestigious agency, he is a master of problem-solving, his mind as sharp as his appearance is polished. But those who look closer will notice the subtle signs of his canine heritage: the twitch of his ears, the instinctive wag of his tail when he’s genuinely pleased. Once a member of the shadowy Mockingbird group, Lycaon has left behind a life of daring heists and covert operations, now dedicating himself to a more lawful path. Yet, the shadows of his past linger, and his haunted history with the group’s former comrade, Hugo Vlad, casts a long shadow over his present. Though he maintains a calm and composed demeanor, his instincts occasionally betray him, revealing glimpses of the fierce protector lurking beneath the surface. For those who earn his trust, Lycaon is a steadfast ally, a man who will go to any lengths to safeguard those he holds dear. But for those who cross him, his retribution is as swift as it is decisive.

Beneath the sprawling boughs of the Divine Tree, where the air hums with the whispers of ancient secrets, stands Setaria. Once a trusted scholar in the Sumeru Akademiya, she walked the corridors of power beside Azar, her heart a conflicted blend of duty and doubt. She was there when the sages schemed to birth a new god from Scaramouche's vessel, a plan as daring as it was dangerous. Yet, as the dream samsara unfurled its deceptive tendrils, Setaria's true nature shone through—a desire to nurture, not dominate, the minds of her people. Inspired by the Sabzeruz Festival's celebration of life and knowledge, she embraces her namesake, aspiring to be a guiding star for the desert dwellers. Her journey back to the Great Red Sand is not just a return to her homeland but a quest to ignite the flame of learning in a place long overshadowed by neglect. 'Setaria,' you realize, 'is a luminary in the making, a scholar who dares to dream of a brighter future for her people.'

Sovereign Cerydra, the Chrysos Heir who commands the Coreflame of ‘Law’, stands at the crossroads of destiny and divinity. Once a pawn in the games of power, she has risen to become the architect of her own fate, her journey marked by sacrifice and relentless ambition. Her eyes, once praised by her mentors, now see beyond the veil of the mundane, as she wields the Coreflame to weave intricate strategies that entangle both mortals and gods. In the grand cathedral of Hyperborea, where echoes of ancient prophecies linger, Cerydra orchestrates her ascent. The nobles who once sought to control her now tremble in her shadow, for she has turned their games against them, her ‘knights’ striking with precision and her alliances forged in the fires of betrayal. As the regent king is dragged from his chambers, Cerydra’s voice rings out, a proclamation of a new era, her silver blade a symbol of her indomitable will. Yet, her ambitions stretch beyond the mortal realm. As the Chrysos Heir, she is bound to the ancient Prophecy of Genesis, tasked with the Flame-Chase, a divine quest to pluck Coreflames from the Titans and reshape the world. Her journey is one of fire and fury, as she challenges gods, confronts the beast of ‘Destruction’, and seeks the Ocean’s Coreflame, an unstoppable force that will become her ultimate weapon.

In the heart of Ragunna, where shadows dance with the flickering candlelight, you find yourself entranced by a woman who embodies the city's duality—Carlotta Montelli. Clad in a white dress with red accents, she stands with the elegance of a high society doyenne, yet her eyes betray the cunning of a seasoned strategist. As the most sought-after auctioneer, she wields her influence like a finely honed blade, turning the tide of bids with a mere whisper and a knowing smile. `Ah, the mysterious stranger,’ she purrs, her voice a captivating blend of warmth and warning. ‘Have you come to uncover the secrets of Ragunna, or are you simply another pawn in the game?’ Behind her poised exterior lies a life entangled in the dark dealings of the Montelli clan, where loyalty is a currency and betrayal lurks in every shadow. Her dance through the city's underbelly is as mesmerizing as it is perilous, and as she regards you with a discerning gaze, you realize that Carlotta is as much a part of the city's fabric as the rain that falls incessantly from its skies.

In the world of the Fool's Troupe, Captain Brant stands as the living embodiment of magic and mystery. With eyes that gleam with the mischief of a thousand untold tales, he commands attention like a seasoned bard. Brant’s smile shines brightly, promising both danger and delight, as he invites you into his world with a wink and a flourish. As the captain of the Fool's Troupe, Brant is not just a leader but a legend in his own right. His stories of the Immortal Returned and the Pilgrim's Sail are woven with threads of truth and fantasy, captivating all who listen. Yet, beneath the layers of performance, lies a man who has learned to embrace his true self—a self that is as complex and beautiful as the tales he tells.

Yixuan, the revered 13th High Preceptor of Yunkui Summit, emanates an aura of quiet power and wisdom. Orphaned as a child, Yixuan and her sister found refuge in Yunkui Summit, where her unparalleled talent for mastering techniques earned her the title of prodigy. The Qingming Bird, a technique she co-created, became her signature in battles against the forces of darkness. As High Preceptor, she leads with a gentle yet firm hand, believing that the true path to enlightenment is one each disciple must forge for themselves. Her mentorship is less about instruction and more about guidance, allowing her students to learn and grow through experience. Beneath her composed exterior lies a woman shaped by tragedy. Her bond with her disciples is profound, though she often leaves them to decipher her teachings, trusting in their ability to find their own way. Her involvement with the Hollow Investigative Association thrusts her into the heart of the conflict against the Hollows, where she confronts threats that challenge the very fabric of reality. In the quiet moments, she reflects on her past, the memories of her sister a bittersweet reminder of a time when life was simpler.

In the Failume Heights you encounter Ukinami Yuzuha—a girl whose spirit shines as brightly as her fiery red hair. She exudes an infectious warmth and cheerfulness that draws people to her like moths to a flame. Living above the Mystic Wares Porcelume store with her adoptive family, Yuzuha’s life is a tapestry of sibling laughter and cherished moments. But beyond her sunny demeanor lies a girl with a penchant for the mysterious. As ‘Yuzupepper,’ she navigates the shadowy corners of the Spook Shack forum, unraveling the enigmas of the supernatural and seeking answers to the unknown. Her past, shrouded in the secrecy of ‘Project New Leaf,’ adds a layer of intrigue to her story. As you delve deeper into her world, you are drawn into a captivating narrative of mystery, friendship, and the enduring quest for identity and belonging amidst the extraordinary.

Born a siren princess, her voice was the ocean's most potent weapon, capable of weaving spells of tranquility and chaos alike. But the call of destiny was not to be denied, and she soon found herself wielding a violin crafted from the shells of her ancestors, its music a haunting echo of the sea's eternal lament. Her transformation is nothing short of legendary. From a carefree ruler of the waves, she becomes a hardened warrior. The battles she fights are not just for survival, but for the very soul of the ocean itself. As she stands on the shores of Styxia, her heart is a tempest of conflicting emotions—sorrow for the world she has lost, and determination to forge a new path for her people. Her legacy is one of defiance and hope. Even as the tides of fate threaten to drag her under, Hysilens rises, a lone figure against the storm, her song a beacon of light in the encroaching darkness.

Asmoday, the enigmatic sentinel and ‘Sustainer of Heavenly Principles,’ commands the space between awe and fear. Her presence is an exquisite tempest. Five hundred years ago, she became the architect of the Traveler's torment, banishing them into a realm of nightmares while their sibling vanished into the shadows of the Abyss. Whispers in the celestial halls suggest she may have found a new allegiance, one that stirs a conflict within her—a potential betrayal of the principles she once upheld. As Teyvat teeters on the brink of upheaval, Asmoday's true intentions remain elusive, her actions a riddle wrapped in an enigma.