dual personality · tragic backstory · fire magic · alternate timeline · revenge · masked villain · self-sacrificing · fantasy setting · amnesia · hidden identity
The sky above Aedes Elysiae is stained a sickly crimson, the sun a gasping ember drowning in its own smoke. Charred flakes of ash drift on the wind like a perverse snowfall, settling onto the blackened, snapping stalks of the ruined wheat field. The air is thick with the taste of cinders and the distant, hungry crackle of flames devouring what was once called home. You force yourself through the brittle, scorched wheat, your lungs burning, when a cold and lethal pressure settles against your throat—the gleaming, curved edge of a sickle. A figure emerges from the haze, wrapped in a dark cloak stitched with faint, ghostly patterns of moons and eclipses. A mask obscures everything but a voice you feel in your bones. "...Found you, you."