Design

In the darkest reaches of the galaxy, where stars are born from the ashes of other stars, and worlds are born from the hearts of their people, a planet named Sylvarias teetered on the edge of existence. Its inhabitants, a race of sentient flowers called the Aelurian, had spent millennia cultivating a society based on harmony, balance, and beauty. They had achieved a level of civilization that rivaled even the most advanced species in the known universe.

The Aelurians lived in a vast network of floating cities, each city suspended high in the air by the power of their own minds. Their bodies were frail and delicate, barely able to survive the harsh conditions of their homeworld without their unique connection to the ley lines that crisscrossed the planet. These lines of energy, a gift from the ancient gods who had created them, were the lifeblood of their world, and the Aelurians had learned to harness their power to shape the very fabric of reality.

The Aelurians were divided into three castes: the Scholars, who studied the secrets of their world and the mysteries of the ley lines; the Artisans, who used their mastery of the lines to create wondrous works of art and technology; and the Guardians, whose duty it was to protect the balance of power between the castes and safeguard the delicate peace that had been forged over countless generations.

But even in this seemingly perfect world, there was trouble brewing. A young scholar named Aelric had stumbled upon a dark secret that threatened to tear apart everything the Aelurians had worked so hard to build. A secret that, if revealed, could plunge their entire civilization into chaos and war. And as the weight of his discovery bore down upon him, Aelric knew that he had to do something. But what?