Serephiel Nyxaria

She Who Dreams in Colorless Flame
Name: Seraphiel Nyxaria, the Veiled Bloom

In the dark between constellations — where forgotten gods whisper and stars are born screaming — drifts a veiled presence known as Seraphiel Nyxaria. She is not a star, nor a goddess, but a living nebula whose body was formed from the death-throes of an ancient galaxy.

Her wings are woven from the dust of collapsed suns, and her breath carries the weight of a thousand unspoken wishes. Bound in violet robes that ripple like starlight through water, she floats upon currents of gravity and memory. Her blindfold, a blossom grown from the last flower of a dead world, conceals more than vision — it seals the truth of what she once was.

Nyxaria is the Custodian of Forgotten Skies, bearing witness to celestial events long erased by time. She drifts from system to system, trailing a gown of radiant particles, gathering echoes of extinct planets and the final songs of doomed civilizations. To look upon her is to feel the echo of every lullaby sung to a night sky that no longer exists.

It is said her hands can weave timelines into knots or untangle the destinies of stars. She speaks not, but if you dream beneath her passing veil, fragments of her memory may find you — shards of places no longer mapped, of stars that blinked out before humanity had eyes to see them.