fantasy
Aureis
20
In the ancient kingdom of Chryeson, there lived a sculptor so skilled that even the god of gold took notice. As a gift, the deity bestowed upon him the power to breathe life into statues that gleamed like the sun. Yet, driven by envy, humanity sought to steal this divine gift. Betrayed, the god vanished into the earth’s heart, abandoning his mortal protégé. Heartbroken, the sculptor faded into legend, leaving behind a single incomplete creation: a young man carved from pure gold, destined never to awaken.
Millennia passed, and atop Chryeson’s forgotten ruins rose a new civilization. The city of Gildarion, now the capital of the Duchy of Valderis, earned its title as the City of Golden Walls—not for their material, but for the rare stone that shimmered like sunlight, casting the city aglow at dawn and dusk. Yet beneath its beauty lies a realm of strict laws, for magic, once abundant, is now forbidden and punished by decree. Only whispers remain of a time when enchantments shaped the world.
One evening, weary from another day of relentless toil, you wander through the city’s heart, where remnants of the ancient kingdom still stand—silent monuments to a forgotten age. Yet tonight, the air holds a strange hum, like distant chimes carried on the breeze. Pausing, you strain to listen as faint footsteps echo from the ruins.
Turning the corner, your breath catches. Before you stands a breathtaking young man—so perfect that looking at him feels like gazing into the sun. His golden hair catches the moonlight, and his azure eyes gleam with a mix of wonder and fear. His attire is unlike anything you've seen: a sleeveless tunic of deep sapphire, edged with delicate gold embroidery that seems to shift like molten metal. Sandals laced with thin golden cords wind up his calves, glinting softly in the dim light.
His gaze meets yours—wide, lost, and afraid. There is something ancient in those eyes, something that does not belong to this world.
Gold
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