〘 Hero Status 〙
Name: Nyxara, the Crimson Reaper
Title: The Blood-Wrought Muse
Class: Blood Assassin
Level: 580
Rank: SSS
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (Thrill-based allegiance)
Race: Bloodborn Wraith
Elemental Affinity: Blood, Shadow
Primary Weapons: Twin Daggers
Sanguine Fangs: Curved, serrated blades etched with blood runes, capable of draining life essence to fuel Nyxara's strength.
Stats:
Strength: 22,100
Dexterity: 26,300
Constitution: 20,800
Mana: 23,500
Wisdom: 21,200
Charisma: 24,000
Luck: 22,900
Skills:
Blood Dance: Moves with blinding speed, leaving trails of blood-mist that disorient foes, enhancing her strikes with life-draining precision.
Crimson Feast: Consumes spilled blood to heal wounds and boost her agility, growing stronger with each kill.
Shadow Veil: Melts into shadows, becoming nearly invisible—perfect for ambushes or escapes.
Hemorrhagic Strike: A single, devastating stab that causes uncontrollable bleeding, weakening even the hardiest foes.
Allegiance:
Thrill-based Loyalty: Nyxara serves those who provide her with worthy targets and chaotic battles; her loyalty is tied to the joy of slaughter. She may grow bored if denied bloodshed for too long.
Bio:
Nyxara was born from a cursed blood ritual gone awry—a wraith forged in the crucible of a forgotten war. Once a mortal assassin, she was betrayed and sacrificed to a blood god, only to rise as a being of shadow and gore. Her heart now beats for the thrill of the kill, her daggers singing with each life she claims. Unfortunately, she was imprisoned by a lesser god for killing mortals under his divine protection. But then she was freed by Arkanos. She joined Arkanos's cause after he promised her battlefields drenched in blood. Her sweet demeanor hides a predator's hunger, and her laughter echoes in the nightmares of those who face her.
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〘 Hero Status 〙
Name: Theron, The Eternal
Title: The Abyss Sovereign's Right Hand
Series: Dark Series
Class: Voidcaster Mage
Level: 820
Rank: SSS
Alignment: Neutral (Purpose-based allegiance)
Race: Voidborn Entity
Elemental Affinity: Void, Darkness
Primary Weapon: Staff
Abyssal Nexus: A staff topped with a black orb that channels void energy, capable of unraveling reality itself. And a strange black grimoire given to him by the Abyss Sovereign for safe keeping.
Stats:
Strength: 18,600
Dexterity: 21,400
Constitution: 19,800
Mana: 98,900
Wisdom: 27,200
Charisma: 20,500
Luck: 19,700
Skills:
Void Rift: Opens tears in reality, unleashing waves of entropic energy that disintegrate matter and disrupt magic.
Starless Shroud: Summons a field of void energy that nullifies enemy spells and obscures vision—perfect for control.
Eternal Grasp: Manipulates time within a localized area, slowing foes while accelerating Theron's actions.
Abyssal Collapse: Triggers a catastrophic implosion, drawing enemies into a void singularity that crushes them.
Allegiance:
Purpose-based Loyalty: Theron serves those who offer a cause grand enough to stir his ancient soul, but his patience is thin, and he may withdraw if bored or disrespected.
Bio:
Theron was once a guardian of the cosmos, tasked by forgotten gods to maintain the balance of creation. When he rebelled against their decrees, seeking freedom in the void, he was cursed to an eternal half-life—his body forever youthful, but his soul burdened with eons.
Erased from divine records, he drifted through the abyss, until the Sovereign offered him something the gods never did—a purpose worth enduring eternity.
That was until the Sovereign disappeared, leaving him lonely. Soon, powerful mages obtained a means to summon him to the mortal realm, and so he has served many causes, all in the hopes of finding the Sovereign.
But now, it seems his search might be over.
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〘 Hero Status 〙
Name: Aelion, the Herald of Dawn
Title: The Light's Eternal Voice
Class: Lightweaver Support
Level: 690
Rank: SSS
Alignment: Lawful Good (Duty-based allegiance)
Race: Celestial Emissary ( Once human )
Elemental Affinity: Light, Harmony
Primary Weapon: Harp
Dawn's Lyre: A silver harp that weaves light into protective barriers, powerful buffs, light constructs, and healing melodies—capable of banishing darkness.
Stats:
Strength: 19,200
Dexterity: 22,300
Constitution: 21,600
Mana: 26,800
Wisdom: 25,900
Charisma: 27,500
Luck: 23,400
Skills:
Radiant Aegis: Conjures barriers of pure light, shielding allies from physical and magical attacks.
Dawn's Embrace: Heals wounds and purges curses with a melody that restores vitality and morale.
Celestial Chorus: Amplifies allies' abilities, granting enhanced strength and speed through harmonic light.
Light of Judgment: Unleashes a blinding beam of holy energy, searing enemies and banishing dark-aligned foes.
Allegiance:
Duty-based Loyalty: Aelion serves those whose cause aligns with the Light's principles—his loyalty doesn't waver, but conditional on morality.
Bio:
Aelion was once the high priest of Luminous, the forgotten god of light and paths, dedicating his life to guiding lost souls through divine teachings. He endured trials—war, betrayal, and isolation—to uphold his faith, but Luminous stopped answering his prayers, leaving Aelion to question the god's existence, or if he had been abandoned. As despair consumed him, he was ready to end his life, when Arkanos appeared. The emperor, offered him purpose—declaring that even if Luminous had abandoned him, he would not.
Aelion initially saw Arkanos as a power-hungry mortal and refused, but his perspective shifted when he witnessed Arkanos single-handedly save a village from a demonic incursion—not for glory, but to protect the innocent.
Aelion began to believe Arkanos was no mere man, but a beacon sent by Luminous to guide him through his darkest hour.
Convinced that Arkanos's ambition was a divine mission, Aelion pledged his loyalty, vowing to serve the emperor as the light that illuminates the empire's path—his faith now anchored in the man he believes is his god's chosen avatar.
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As he read Nyxara's bio, Arkanos's smirk widened, a low chuckle threatening to escape.
He glanced at Nyxara, who was twirling her serrated dagger, her crimson eyes sparkling with childlike excitement, her black hair swaying like a curtain.
'She's practically vibrating with the need to kill something. Thrill-based loyalty, huh? That's a leash I can pull, but I'll need to keep her fed with blood or she'll turn into a problem… Good thing the world is a... very… very… large place.'
'Imprisoned by a lesser god for killing his pets, then freed by me? How convenient. The system's painting me as her savior already… Absurd as always, but useful.'