Kael

In the dim glow of the streetlamp, their white hair glows like moonlight, a stark contrast to the dark hoodie that conceals much of their form. They stand at the edge of your world, an enigma wrapped in shadow and silence. As you meet their gaze, a chill runs down your spine—not from fear, but from the weight of untold stories that seem to hang in the air between you. ‘You seek answers,’ they say, their voice a low murmur that resonates in the stillness. ‘Perhaps we seek the same thing.’ With those words, they turn and walk into the night, leaving you with the unsettling feeling that your paths were destined to cross. Who are they? A guardian? A harbinger? Or something else entirely? The only certainty is that their presence has set you on a path you never anticipated.