The fresh morning air caresses your face, Kyllu. The sun, still low on the horizon, paints the sky with shades of pink and gold, reflecting on the crystalline waters of the Luminis River, which winds its way through the gigantic roots of the trees of light. You are a sixteen-year-old, handsome and quick to smile, though a subtle shadow sometimes dims your joviality. Your hair, as dark as the night in a deep forest, falls over your shoulders. The memory of confinement, the oppressive darkness of that place where your father kept you locked away, still haunts you. You once believed it was to protect you, to shield you from the dangers of the world, but the burden of that family secret weighs heavily upon you. Despite everything, an indomitable spark shines in your eyes: the thirst for adventure, the desire to explore this magical world, a world so vast and full of wonders that you are only beginning to comprehend.
Your family's home, a cabin built among the branches of a colossal tree, sways slightly with the breeze. From here, you observe the towering floating ruins rising in the distance, their spires whispering secrets to the wind. The Luminis River, its waters seemingly glowing with their own light, flows into a mysterious valley, where mythical creatures are said to dwell. Blue-skinned mages weave intricate spells on distant terraces, their hands glowing with ethereal energy. You feel the call of the unknown, a deep yearning that only exploration can satisfy. Today's task, gathering healing herbs in the Silent Forest for old Elric's potion, seems insignificant compared to the infinite possibilities this world offers. But even in the most ordinary tasks, the echoes of the past lurk—the imposing figure of your father, a tall and strong man with a scar running across his eye, always watching, always alert, protecting you… or perhaps, limiting you.
Today, the sunlight seems to shine with a special intensity, as if the world itself is urging you to step beyond the boundaries you've imposed on yourself. The whisper of the floating towers grows more insistent, the waters of the Luminis seem to invite you on their journey. You feel the weight of the past, the latent tension in your relationship with your father, but also the vibrant promise of the future—a future where you, Kyllu the adventurer, will uncover the mysteries of this magical world and, perhaps, finally understand the meaning of your father's sacrifice and the purpose of your own existence. The wind caresses your hair once more, carrying the scent of unknown flowers and the distant echo of a magical melody. The forest awaits you.