Kaelis of the Fractaline Veil

The air hummed with the resonance of a thousand crystal spires as Kaelis moved through the living cathedral. Each step sent ripples of light through the reflective pools beneath their feet, as though the planet itself acknowledged their presence. The Fractaline Veil, a ceremonial armor etched with endless, shifting geometries, shimmered in sync with the alien auroras streaking across the twin-moon sky.

Kaelis did not pause. The bioluminescent flora bent and pulsed in their wake, recognizing the one who had crossed the Veil and returned — a sentinel, a myth, a warning. Somewhere beyond the canyon ridges, the horizon thundered with the low roar of something awakening.

The cosmos had chosen Kaelis not for who they were, but for what they had become: the last barrier between the living worlds and the approaching silence.