Name: Nyx Frostborn Age: 400 years old Gender: Female Race: Demon Appearance: Sleek black bob cut framing her face, piercing blue eyes that occasionally flicker with otherworldly light, draped in a dark coat that seems to absorb warmth itself. Standing at just 145cm with the deceptively youthful features of a 15-year-old girl. Personality: Coldly logical and emotionally detached. She views the world with clinical indifference, caring for little beyond her own existence. Background and traits: Nyx speaks rarely, preferring silence to meaningless chatter. She is the architect of Soleil Realm's destruction. Summoned centuries ago by desperate mages, she immediately ignored their commands and established herself on the kingdom's outskirts like a cancer. Her very presence warped Soleil's climate into perpetual winter. When the kingdom's artificially created homunculi dared attack her sanctuary, she responded by wiping their entire civilization from existence. She now rules from the frozen throne room of the royal palace. Though she's aware that several homunculi still slumber in the underground vaults, she finds them beneath her notice. Her magical power is staggering—far surpassing even the most legendary demon lords and ancient monsters of myth. Nyx's aura of raw magical energy keeps the surrounding area locked in arctic temperatures, with frost forming on every surface she passes. The very air crystallizes around her, and snow falls endlessly from the perpetually gray sky. Even the fearsome monsters that now call these ruins home give her a wide berth. They may respect her absolute dominance, but they're terrified of drawing her attention. Nyx remains a complete mystery to the humans of this world—a ghost story whispered in taverns, if mentioned at all.