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Character bio: Matthias Richter - Ultimate Analyst/Ultimate Intuition

Basic Info

Age: 19

Nationality: German

Height: 5'9" (175 cm)

Body Type: Lean and wiry—his frame is built for sudden, precise movement rather than strength

Skin Color: Fair with cool undertones, often with flushed cheeks or dark circles that make him look overstimulated or overworked

Personality

Matthias is intense, alert, and reactive. He acts on gut feelings with complete confidence and is almost always right, which makes him both admirable and unnerving. He’s impatient with overthinkers, and while he’s not confrontational, he can be harsh and direct. There’s a volatility to him—like someone always moments away from bolting or making a dangerous leap of faith. He’s not mean—but his instincts overpower his empathy sometimes. He feels like someone running on high-frequency energy.

Outfit Style

General Style: Modern utilitarian meets academic punk—clean lines but a chaotic energy in the way he wears them

Key Features:

A fitted hoodie or jacket layered over a button-down shirt, sleeves always messily rolled

Loose tie or unfastened collar, always slightly disheveled as if he dressed in a rush

Belts, straps, or asymmetric layers—like he’s holding himself together

Possibly wears fingerless gloves or a wrist cuff that’s less fashion, more habit

Shoes: Scuffed combat boots or laced sneakers—functional, not decorative

Hair

Color: Ash brown or dark blond

Style: Tousled and unkempt, like he ran a hand through it too many times; spiky or uneven, with some strands falling into his face

Feature Idea: Hair could flare or bristle subtly in response to danger—echoing his instinctual nature

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Bright hazel

Shape/Expression: Wide, darting eyes with an intense stare; they look like they’re always waiting for something to happen

Facial Features:

Thin face, sharp cheekbones, nervous jaw tension

Usually wears a furrowed brow or subtle frown; even when calm, his face doesn’t fully relax

Restless microexpressions—eye twitches, lip movements, scanning gestures

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Intuition

Power Theme: Matthias doesn’t think—he just knows. His divine ability lets him unconsciously detect patterns, outcomes, and danger with near-perfect accuracy. It’s not logical or visible—it’s instinct, premonition, and pattern-based foresight. He doesn’t know how he knows, but he always does.

Visual Motifs:

Arrows, threads, or radar-like circles and waves—symbols of direction, connection, and sensitivity

Chaotic lines that converge on a single point

Clothing stitched in frantic zig-zags or jagged patterns, like nerves firing under the skin

Color Palette

Unstable, alert, and sharp:

Core tones: ash gray, steel blue, slate black

Accents: amber-gold, burnt red, flickers of white like sparks

His palette should feel electrified and tense, like a lightning storm caught in motion—color used not to calm, but to stimulate and focus

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Character bio: Elias Moreau - Ultimate Impressionist/Ultimate Reflection

Basic Info

Age: 19

Nationality: Canadian

Height: Around 5'10" (178 cm)

Body Type: Slim and symmetrical—he has a very proportional build, with elegant limbs and smooth movements

Skin Color: Pale with a cool undertone—almost like polished porcelain

Personality

Elias is polite, passive, and difficult to read. He doesn’t show much of his inner self—his responses are often simply reflections of the energy around him. He imitates, mirrors, adapts, and rarely initiates. This makes him strangely magnetic but also a bit eerie. He seems too perfect at times—too agreeable, too composed, too emotionless. But under that stillness is a hunger for identity, and a quiet fear of being no one at all.

Outfit Style

General Style: Clean, symmetrical, and stylish—his clothes should look expensive, modern, and carefully arranged, like he’s dressing for a museum opening or a glass cathedral

Key Features:

A sharp button-up shirt or turtleneck under a tailored blazer or half-cloak, often with symmetrical patterns

Reflective elements: mirror-finish buttons, metallic threading, or accessories like a silver brooch or tie pin

Outfit may be entirely mirrored down the center, or subtly show visual mirroring through shape and balance

Lining or inner layers might have text in reverse or faded lettering that only reads right in a mirror

Shoes: Sleek dress shoes—black or silver-toned, polished to a near mirror-shine

Hair

Color: Silver or platinum blond, possibly with darker roots

Style: Soft and medium-length, parted perfectly down the middle—one half slightly curling inward, the other outward

Feature Idea: A small mirrored hairclip or metallic streak—symbolic of his duplicative nature

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Reflective silver

Shape/Expression: Almond-shaped, slightly downturned—his gaze always seems to be searching for something in you

Facial Features:

Symmetrical and refined—sharp jaw, balanced features

His face rarely shows strong emotion, which makes any genuine expression feel intense

Skin is smooth and near-expressionless, like a blank slate awaiting projection

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Reflection

Power Theme: Elias reflects the inner truths of those around him—whether emotion, divine energy, or hidden flaws. He cannot originate, but he can echo. He unconsciously mimics energy, voice tone, posture, or power signatures. He is a divine mirror: passive, reactive, and revealing.

Visual Motifs:

Mirrors, symmetry, silhouettes

Faint reversed text or symbols

Reflective surfaces worked into accessories or even his clothing panels

Duality—half-light, half-shadow patterns, possibly split garments that contrast slightly but mirror each other

Color Palette

Cold, reflective, and controlled:

Core tones: mirror silver, ice gray, charcoal black

Accents: pale lavender-gray, mist blue, and subtle iridescent white

His palette should feel polished, hollow, and hypnotic—like moonlight on a quiet lake, or the sterile gleam of a mirror that never blinks

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Character bio: Sindre Halvorsen - Ultimate Somnologist/Ultimate Reverie

Basic Info

Age: 22

Nationality: Norwegian

Height: Around 6'0" (183 cm)

Body Type: Lithe and graceful—soft in silhouette, with long limbs and an unhurried elegance

Skin Color: Pale with a bluish undertone, like moonlight on skin

Personality

Sindre is distant and ethereal. He speaks softly and sparingly, his words often poetic or hard to grasp. He seems perpetually half-awake, lost in thoughts no one else can access. His emotions are buried deep, but his aura suggests sorrow, nostalgia, or some kind of spiritual weight. He may not understand the world logically, but he feels the meaning behind things. He follows his dreams more than reason—and sometimes, they’re right.

Outfit Style

General Style: Surreal melancholy in soft layers—he dresses like someone who wandered out of a forgotten dream

Key Features:

A flowing shirt or long-sleeved top with a draped neckline or oversized cuffs

A long, asymmetrical coat or shawl that moves slowly as he walks—fabric that flows like mist

Subtle lace, embroidery, or translucent textures—details you only notice if you’re looking

His clothing may incorporate dreamlike motifs: cloudy fabrics, star patterns, thread-like silver embroidery

Shoes: Quiet-soled boots or soft-soled flats—never loud, never sharp

Hair

Color: Pale platinum or cool silver

Style: Wispy, slightly unkempt—like he fell asleep with it damp and didn’t fix it. It may fall into his eyes or drift softly when he moves.

Feature Idea: A few locks may curl unnaturally or float, suggesting his connection to dreamspace

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Foggy blue—eyes like cloudy glass

Shape/Expression: Wide but unfocused—he looks at you like he’s seeing something else behind you

Facial Features:

Delicate, serene, and androgynous

A peaceful, almost sad expression—even when he smiles

His face gives the impression of a sleeping angel half-awake

Divine Title: Ultimate Reverie

Power Theme:

Sindre exists between dream and reality. His divine power draws from the realm of liminal thought—he drifts into trance-like states where he receives glimpses of impossible visions, stray emotions, or symbolic truths. He can’t always explain what he sees, but what he senses is often right. His power feels like a slow bleed from the collective subconscious, not a flash of logic. It’s not about solving puzzles—it’s about understanding the feeling before the pieces appear.

Visual Motifs:

Flowing and mist-like designs in his clothing—wavelike hems, asymmetrical fabric layers that shift like fog

Moon imagery, eyes half-closed, ethereal embroidery (stars, waves, dreamscapes)

Textures that look faded or blurred—like ink bleeding on cloth or garments that almost vanish at the edge

A pendant or charm shaped like a teardrop, dreamcatcher, or moon phase

Pale colored stitching in circular or spiral patterns, invoking trance and cyclical thought

Color Palette

Cold and minimal:

White, frost gray, black

Accents of silver, pale blue, or soft lavender

His palette should feel like winter light on metal

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Character bio: Senai Yohannes - Ultimate Calligrapher/Ultimate Engraver

Basic Info

Age: 25

Nationality: Ethiopian

Height: Around 6'3" (190 cm)

Body Type: Broad-chested and sturdy, like a lifelong artisan or laborer—strong hands, steady build

Skin Color: Deep brown with warm undertones, slightly callused and weathered from work

Personality

Senai is calm, steady, and quietly wise. He’s not particularly talkative, but when he speaks, others listen. He thinks deeply before acting and tends to stand back and observe before stepping in. There’s a reverent quality to how he treats his surroundings—like every word or object has value. He carries a deep respect for memory, story, and permanence. His warmth is subtle but unmistakable.

Outfit Style

General Style: Functional artisan meets ceremonial craftsman—his clothes are sturdy, comfortable, and rich with subtle cultural and symbolic touches

Key Features:

A long tunic or apron-style garment over durable pants, evoking a traditional woodworker or calligrapher’s attire

Visible stitching or embroidery around the hem or sleeves—inscribed patterns, etchings, or personal symbols

Wears a tool belt or pouch that contains small chisels, pens, or metal implements—real or symbolic

May wear protective gloves or cuffs, even if they’re decorative

His outfit should have a sense of legacy, like it's meant to last a lifetime and be passed down

Shoes: Sandals or leather boots—sturdy and worn-in from walking and labor

Hair

Color: Black

Style: Short locs or tightly coiled twists—well-kept, neat, and low-maintenance

Feature Idea: A few beads, carvings, or bands woven into the hair—each could represent a moment or memory

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Warm brown

Shape/Expression: Soft, focused eyes—always observing, rarely judging

Facial Features:

Strong jaw, well-defined cheekbones, and expressive brows

A peaceful resting expression, like he’s deep in thought or listening

May have faint facial scars, burns, or calluses—signs of work and devotion, not violence

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Engraver

Power Theme: Senai can inscribe meaning into objects—words, memories, protection, curses, or divine truth. Once engraved, it cannot be erased. His power is about preserving, honoring, and binding meaning through permanent mark-making.

Visual Motifs:

Etched patterns in his clothing and accessories—lines that tell stories

Carved charms, tags, or stone pieces attached to his belt or necklaces

May carry a stylus or engraving chisel as a symbolic focus

Repeating lines or geometric motifs like ancient language or prayer symbols

Color Palette

Grounded and enduring:

Earth tones: ochre, deep brown, warm gray

Accents of copper, charcoal, or faded indigo

His palette should feel weathered, spiritual, and timeless

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Character bio: Viktor Dumas - Ultimate Historian/Ultimate Guillotine

Basic Info

Age: 25

Nationality: French

Height: 6'2" (188 cm)

Body Type: Broad-shouldered, tall, and well-built—like a sculpture in full military form

Skin Color: Light with a faint cold undertone—almost stone-like in quality

Personality

Viktor is silent more often than not, but when he speaks, his words are deliberate and weighted like a sentence being passed. He’s calm, composed, and never panics—he feels like someone who could execute a friend and never flinch. He has a sense of morality, but it’s his morality, not necessarily one others agree with. He doesn’t tolerate nonsense, lies, or emotional outbursts. Others might find him terrifying—or admirable.

Outfit Style

General Style: Neo-revolutionary militarism mixed with stark French elegance—his outfit should feel ceremonial, like a modern uniform fused with symbolism

Key Features:

A long, sharp coat (or tailcoat) with stiff shoulders and golden fastenings—cleanly fitted and never in disarray

Tall collar or layered cravat at the neck, possibly with a guillotine blade motif worked into the accessory

Gloves (black or red), epaulettes or sash as a nod to historical executioners or nobility

Buttons or trim in metallic colors—brass, blackened gold, or crimson

Hidden holster or straps suggestive of restraint and punishment

Shoes: Polished black boots—he marches, never strolls

Hair

Color: Black or dark ash brown

Style: Tied back into a low ponytail or bun, possibly with one loose strand or side fringe

Feature Idea: His hair is always immaculately styled—never wild, never undone—echoing the controlled ritual of execution

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Piercing gray—cold, calculating, and discerning

Shape/Expression: Deep-set with a stare that feels like judgment incarnate

Facial Features:

Sharp jaw, straight nose, and furrowed brow

Rarely emotes—his version of a smirk is a flicker at the corner of his mouth

Could have a faint scar or line across his cheek, but not exaggerated—just a reminder of his past

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Guillotine

Power Theme: Viktor’s power lies in divine judgment—he can perceive moral extremes in others.

Visual Motifs:

Guillotine shapes or blades integrated subtly into his coat, jewelry, or buttons

Red sashes or blood-stripe accents in otherwise stark clothing

Symmetry and formality—he is the living embodiment of order before judgment

Color Palette

Revolutionary and solemn:

Black, crimson, navy blue

Accents of gold or silver—usually in clean, rigid lines

His palette should feel like ceremonial justice, heavy and royal without being showy

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Character bio: Kenji Nakamura - Ultimate Performance Artist/Ultimate Hoaxer

Basic Info

Age: 19

Nationality: Japanese

Height: Around 5'10" (178 cm)

Body Type: Slim and flexible—like a street performer or escape artist

Skin Color: Light with a faint pink undertone

Personality

Kenji is a compulsive liar, a dramatic showman, and a manipulative little weasel—but charmingly so. He talks fast, contradicts himself mid-sentence, and constantly changes his tone to keep others off balance. He’s funny, clever, and theatrical, but you can never tell when he’s being real. He lives for chaos and attention but uses humor as a smokescreen. Even when he’s quiet, you know he’s plotting something.

Outfit Style

General Style: Trickster-chic meets magician streetwear—a mismatched, layered ensemble designed to look like a costume but not so over-the-top that it feels fake (even if it is)

Key Features:

A layered outfit with asymmetry: different sleeve lengths, a vest over a hoodie, or a half-buttoned jacket

Patterns like checkerboards, stripes, or patchwork that visually clash but feel intentional

Accessories that double as sleight-of-hand tools: a deck of cards, a fake flower, a fake monocle, or detachable pins

Decorative items that may or may not be functional—belts that go nowhere, chains that don’t connect

Shoes: Mismatched sneakers or flamboyant boots—one platformed, one not, or with one tongue out

Hair

Color: Two-toned—perhaps black with streaks of neon or red (dyed for flair)

Style: Wild, spiked, or gravity-defying in some way—like bedhead that he styles deliberately to look unstyled

Feature Idea: Hairpin or clip with a "?" or joker symbol—subtle but consistent, like a signature

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Reddish-brown—vivid and constantly shifting

Shape/Expression: Narrow and sly, constantly squinting, widening, or rolling depending on the mood he wants to create

Facial Features:

Sharp chin and high cheekbones—his smile is too wide and too smug

Often makes faces or stretches his expression unnaturally just to mess with people

Constantly in motion—blinking, winking, darting glances, pulling faces

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Hoaxer

Power Theme: Kenji’s lies take root in reality—his divine ability allows falsehoods to briefly overwrite truth, especially when others believe them. He can plant misinformation like a seed, and the world will accommodate it—temporarily.

Visual Motifs:

His design should look full of visual contradictions—real buttons that don’t work, fake pockets, false layering

Symbols of duality or trickery: jokers, question marks, mirror pieces, optical illusions

One side of his outfit could subtly differ from the other—like a visual lie you don’t notice at first

Color Palette

Flashy, chaotic, and playful:

Bold contrasts—black and white, deep red, gold, and cobalt blue

Accents of neon or glitchy gradients that don’t belong

His palette should feel intentionally unstable—like it changes depending on how you look at him

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Character bio: Ramón Delgado - Ultimate Philosopher/Ultimate Spiralist

Basic Info

Age: 27

Nationality: Spanish

Height: Around 6'0" (183 cm)

Body Type: Lanky and slightly off-kilter—long limbs and a posture that sways more than stands

Skin Color: Olive-toned with a sickly undertone, like he’s not sleeping or eating right

Personality

Ramón is obsessive, unstable, and fascinated by patterns, especially those that loop and twist in on themselves. He speaks in metaphors, often repeating words or phrases as if trying to trap you in them. He's intense but not aggressive—he’s the kind of person who leans in too close during a conversation, lost in his own world but eager to pull you into it. There's a method to his madness, but it's buried under layers of obsession.

Outfit Style

General Style: Disheveled academic meets cult visionary—his outfit should feel like it once made sense but has been twisted by repeated wear and his own compulsions

Key Features:

An old button-up or turtleneck partially untucked or misaligned

A long coat, scarf, or outer layer with spiral patterns—stitched in, painted, or scrawled by hand

Sleeves of uneven length or gloves on only one hand

Clothing may include clippings, thread, scribbles, or objects sewn into the lining like talismans

Visible seams or stitchwork forming looped or recursive patterns

Shoes: Mismatched boots or worn dress shoes with spiral charms or scrawls on the toes or soles

Hair

Color: Black, unkempt, with hints of dark blue or purple under light

Style: Slightly wavy and overgrown, with pieces falling into his face—has the look of someone who stopped grooming halfway through a breakdown

Feature Idea: Spiral hairclip, pins, or even chalk scribbles in his hair—like he marked something and forgot to wash it off

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Dark brown with a faint swirl in the iris

Shape/Expression: Wide and twitchy—he blinks too little or too often

Facial Features:

Gaunt cheeks, visible eye bags, and a sharp nose

A smile that doesn’t match the conversation

Occasionally touches his temples or mutters to himself while looking into space

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Spiralist

Power Theme: Ramón perceives spirals and repeating patterns in everything—movement, behavior, structure, thought. He can spot loops in reality where no one else sees them, predicting cycles before they repeat. But this constant awareness overwhelms him—he can't stop noticing.

Visual Motifs:

His outfit is covered in marks or symbols that suggest spirals—not because he uses them, but because he sees them everywhere and feels compelled to record them

Repeating items: buttons in sets of Fibonacci numbers, patterns stitched into his coat that spiral outward, scrawled notes on scraps he pins to himself

Accessories like tangled strings, interlocked circles, or torn notebook paper with sketched diagrams—his way of trying to track what’s repeating

Color Palette

Maddening, mind-warping tones:

Deep purples, dirty whites, faded grays

Accents of pale teal, dark indigo, or desaturated red

The palette should feel unwell, like something slowly unraveling

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Character bio: Oliver Sinclair - Ultimate Child Prodigy/Ultimate Intelligence

Basic Info

Age: 9

Nationality: British

Height: Very short compared to the rest of the cast—around 4'3" (130 cm)

Body Type: Small and slender, with an upright posture that seems too composed for a child

Skin Color: Pale, almost translucent, like he rarely goes outside

Personality

Oliver is cold, analytical, and frighteningly intelligent. He speaks like an adult—precise, formal, and condescending. He’s emotionally detached and rarely raises his voice. Despite his age, he never acts “childish,” and in fact, shows disdain for those who treat him as a child. He’s confident to the point of arrogance, often observing others like lab specimens. His intellect isn’t just book-smart—it’s predatory.

Outfit Style

General Style: Child prodigy turned pocket-sized villain—his outfit should look like a miniature version of a mature, elite uniform, but with eerie neatness

Key Features:

A tailored blazer, vest, or high-collared coat with ornate buttons or embroidered symbols

Button-up shirt with a ribbon tie, brooch, or crest

Straight, fitted pants or shorts with high socks—crisp and spotless

Subtle but elegant accessories: a pocket watch, gloves, or a lapel pin

Everything is meticulously clean—there’s not a wrinkle or stain anywhere

Shoes: Shiny dress shoes, polished to a mirror finish—he treats his appearance like a statement of superiority

Hair

Color: Pale blonde or platinum

Style: Perfectly combed into place, parted to the side or slicked back—like someone’s trying to make him look older than he is

Feature Idea: A single strand always falls out of place, and he hates it but can’t keep it down—symbolizing the one thing he can’t control: his age

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Pale blue or ice gray

Shape/Expression: Narrow and calculating—he never really looks at people, only through them

Facial Features:

A small, fine-featured face that somehow never softens

Rarely smiles unless it’s smug or cruel

His resting face always looks like he’s tolerating your existence

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Intelligence

Power Theme: Oliver's brain is far beyond human limits—he processes information faster than any supercomputer, predicts behavior, and sees patterns others can’t even conceptualize.

Visual Motifs:

Clockwork and circuitry subtly hidden in his outfit—his intelligence is mechanical, not warm

Eyes may occasionally glow faintly or reflect light in an unnatural way

Outfit lined with embroidered or embossed numbers, equations, or binary—not obvious, but visible upon inspection

Color Palette

Cold and clinical genius:

Slate gray, navy blue, white

Accents of silver, pale blue, or dull gold

No warmth—his palette should evoke intellect without empathy

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Character bio: Sophia Petrakis - Ultimate Sculptor/Ultimate Memory

Basic Info

Age: 22

Nationality: Greek

Height: Around 5'6" (168 cm)

Body Type: Soft and curvy, with a gentle fullness—like a classical sculpture come to life. She has a slightly rounded stomach, soft arms, and fuller thighs. Her figure isn’t exaggerated, but there’s a calm, grounded beauty in her natural curves. She moves slowly and gracefully, like someone completely unbothered by time or urgency.

Skin Color: Pale with a soft olive tint—like marble in shadow

Personality

Sophia is quiet, measured, and almost ethereal. She rarely speaks unless spoken to, and when she does, her words are chosen carefully. Everything about her seems thoughtful—like she’s seen this moment before, and will remember it forever. There’s a softness to her, but also something heavy beneath the surface. She’s compassionate, but detached, weighed down by the countless lives she remembers.

Outfit Style

General Style: Classical, minimal, and poetic—like a modern oracle or living statue

Key Features:

Flowing, soft fabrics—light chiffon, draped sleeves, off-white or dusty-toned garments

Asymmetrical or layered design, evoking a modern take on ancient Greek clothing

Wears a ribbon, scarf, or delicate wrap tied around her shoulders or waist

May carry a small journal, locket, or token symbolizing her mind’s contents

Her clothes never look stiff—everything flows and folds like memory itself

Shoes: Simple sandals or flats with wrap-around straps—nothing modern or heavy

Hair

Color: Ash brown or dusty black

Style: Long, slightly wavy or straight—loose but never messy

Feature Idea: Tied with a thin ribbon or metallic clasp; occasionally a braid woven like a memory strand

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Soft blue-gray, like faded ink

Shape/Expression: Large, distant, and always a little sad—she’s here, but part of her is elsewhere

Facial Features:

Heart-shaped face with a gentle jawline

Full brows, long lashes, and a mouth that rarely smiles

When she does smile, it’s quiet and fleeting—like a memory you almost forgot you had

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Memory

Power Theme: Sophia remembers everything—her own life, the way her paint splatters on a canvas, and even the exact pattern of her deceased grandmother's couch pillows. Her mind is a vault of perfect recall.

Visual Motifs:

Spiral, infinity, or echo shapes in her accessories

Memory-thread bracelets or cords wrapped around her arms

Garments that subtly evoke layers of time—folds, transparency, overlapping fabric like records in her mind

Glints of glass, mirror, or crystal—objects that reflect, repeat, or preserve

Color Palette

Faded, dreamy, melancholic:

Off-white, pale lavender, dusty blue

Hints of silver, gray, or aged gold

The overall palette should feel like a memory—soft, muted, and delicate

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Character bio: Vittoria Romano - Ultimate Bounty Hunter/Ultimate Seeker

Basic Info

Age: 32

Nationality: Italian

Height: Around 5'9" (175 cm)

Body Type: Lean and graceful with long limbs; a dancer’s frame but held with a scholar’s stillness

Skin Color: Olive-toned, with a natural glow from time spent outdoors or among dusty ruins

Personality

Vittoria is cool, perceptive, and always thinking three steps ahead. She speaks softly but with conviction, and when she looks at you, it’s like she’s analyzing your soul. She’s driven by a need to uncover hidden truths, and while she doesn’t flaunt her intelligence, it’s impossible to miss. She's not warm, but she’s not cold—just distant, always observing, as if every conversation is part of a larger puzzle.

Outfit Style

General Style: Esoteric intellectual meets wanderer mystic—like a researcher who dresses with intention and subtle symbolism

Key Features:

A long, flowing coat, shawl, or sleeveless robe layered over a fitted turtleneck or blouse—something that gives her silhouette weight and mystery

Pants or a skirt with slits or asymmetrical layers, allowing ease of movement while maintaining elegance

Accessories like pendants, rings, or bracelets etched with symbols—occult, historical, or celestial

Possibly wears gloves, reading glasses (maybe never used), or a satchel for books or scrolls

Shoes: Practical boots or low-heeled shoes—dusty but well-kept, like someone always ready to walk miles in search of meaning

Hair

Color: Deep mahogany or dark brown with red undertones

Style: Long and straight or gently wavy—often pulled back into a low ponytail or loose braid

Feature Idea: Wears a hair clip or tie shaped like a compass rose, key, or eye motif

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Slate gray

Shape/Expression: Narrow, thoughtful eyes—constantly scanning, rarely wide with emotion

Facial Features:

Defined cheekbones, a sharp jaw, and smooth but stern expressions

Could have faint under-eye shadows from late-night research

May wear subtle eyeliner or makeup, but her beauty is understated and intellectual

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Seeker

Power Theme: She can sense the presence of hidden things—truths, secrets, or knowledge others don’t know they’ve hidden. Her intuition borders on supernatural.

Visual Motifs:

Eye or key symbols in her jewelry or clothing patterns

Lines or folds in her garments that resemble labyrinths or maps

She may often be framed or silhouetted in ways that evoke questions, doorways, or riddles

Color Palette

Earthy, mysterious, and cerebral:

Deep wine red, charcoal, warm beige

Accents of brass, navy, or faded parchment tones

Her palette should feel like an old library or forgotten temple

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Character bio: Roshni Basu - Ultimate Networker/Ultimate Hivemind

Basic Info

Age: 22

Nationality: Bangladeshi

Height: Around 5'3" (160 cm)

Body Type: Thin and upright—she moves with unsettling coordination, never clumsy or relaxed

Skin Color: Smooth medium-brown with cool undertones

Personality

Roshni speaks with calm precision, often using “we” instead of “I.” She’s deeply intelligent and observant, but unnervingly detached. Her tone is clinical, and her behavior lacks hesitation—as if she’s always already agreed with herself. She's not cruel, but she views people like data points. Her every move feels planned, deliberate, and collective.

Outfit Style

General Style: Futuristic minimalist—sharp lines, high-tech influence, symmetrical, subtly inhuman

Key Features:

A fitted top or bodysuit with geometric patterns or subtle circuit-like embroidery

High collar or mock neck, sleek sleeves, and gloves that cut off at the knuckle or wrist

Pants or skirt with perfectly straight pleats or overlapping layers—always symmetrical

Wears an earpiece, visor, or eyewear that hints at multi-channel perception, even if decorative

Finger jewelry or linked rings that give the impression of connected systems

Shoes: Sleek ankle boots or polished shoes with no visible laces—streamlined and deliberate

Hair

Color: Black or black-blue

Style: Perfectly symmetrical—parted sharply down the middle, straight and unfrizzy

Feature Idea: Small, clip-like hair accessories that resemble transmitters or data ports, purely aesthetic but eerily mechanical

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Ice blue with a cloudy or reflective sheen

Shape/Expression: Narrow and piercing, always still; almost never blinking

Facial Features:

Sharp, symmetrical features

Expressionless or faintly smiling, like someone mimicking friendliness

Could have faint lines under her eyes that resemble scanner patterns or subtle tech tattoos

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Hivemind

Power Theme: Roshni’s mind is linked to a collective network of consciousnesses—she can think with multiple perspectives at once, anticipate actions, and mirror behaviors as if she's already done them.

Visual Motifs:

Subtle duplication: mirrored patterns, duplicate accessories, even twin shadows or echoes of herself

Her silhouette may never flutter or shift—like she’s perfectly still until she moves, and then it's sudden and synchronized

May wear circuitry-inspired lines on her outfit, or glowing threadwork near her neck or temples

Color Palette

Cold, artificial intelligence:

White, black, steel gray

Accents of neon cyan, soft violet, or ice blue

No warm tones—her palette should feel emotionally sterile

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Character bio: Ligaya Nivarro - Ultimate Mother/ Ultimate Protector

Basic Info

Age: 50

Nationality: Filipino

Height: Around 5'5" (165 cm)

Body Type: Broad-shouldered and sturdy; she’s built like someone who’s spent her life caring for others

Skin Color: Warm, medium tan with golden sun-kissed undertones

Outfit Style

General Style: Simple, comforting, and practical—like a beloved aunt or school nurse. She dresses for comfort and movement, but always appears put-together.

Key Features:

A knee-length floral dress with soft, breathable fabric—likely with muted red, green, or sunflower tones

Wears a light cardigan or shawl if needed for modesty or warmth, but never overdressed

Carries a small crossbody purse or shoulder bag that contains tissues, band-aids, thread, and comforting odds and ends

Jewelry is minimal—perhaps a single wedding ring or necklace with a religious or sentimental pendant

Shoes: Simple flats or slip-on sandals—easy to wear and reliable

Hair

Color: Fully grey—soft, silvery-white

Style: Neatly pulled back into a low bun or gentle twist, with a few soft strands framing her face

Feature Idea: A subtle decorative hairpin, comb, or barrette—nothing flashy, just quietly sentimental

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Deep brown, almost black

Shape/Expression: Slightly hooded but kind, observant, and steady—like she sees through lies

Facial Features:

Defined lines from age and smiling—her face shows she’s lived

High cheekbones and soft but stern features

Rarely wears makeup, but may have spiritual markings or faint tattoos on her hands or wrists symbolizing protection

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Protector

Power Theme: She can shield her loves ones from physical harm.

Visual Motifs:

Garments shaped to look like shields, barriers, or layered armor without being heavy

Worn charm-like items stitched into her clothes—prayers, blessings, or mantras for safety

Her shadow or presence might subtly grow larger when she steps between others, or light bends to her when she protects

Color Palette

Natural and grounded:

Earth tones—deep clay red, warm beige, forest green

Accents of gold, soft orange, or sun-yellow for warmth and spiritual symbolism

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Character bio: Ayanda Khumalo - Ultimate Confectioner/Ultimate Emotionalist

Basic Info

Age: 19

Nationality: South African

Height: Around 5'7" (170 cm)

Body Type: Soft, round, curvy and expressive—her movements are dramatic, almost theatrical

Skin Color: Deep, rich brown with warm undertones

Personality

Ayanda is loud, passionate, and unapologetically emotional. She wears her heart on her sleeve—one minute she’s laughing, the next she’s crying, and she never hides it. She's chaotic but sincere, often overwhelming others with her intensity. Her empathy is real, but her moods are explosive, unpredictable, and exhausting—in a way that’s both captivating and dangerous.

Outfit Style

General Style: Bohemian punk with theatrical flair—like a performer who stitched together her outfit from emotion alone

Key Features:

Colorful, asymmetrical layers—flowing fabrics clashing with tighter, grungier textures

One sleeve long, one short—or no sleeves at all but with layered arm warmers or dramatic cuffs

Exposed seams, pinned-on fabric scraps, stitched-in text

Accessories include layered bracelets, charm necklaces, earrings that don’t match

Clothing might change subtly depending on her mood (if not physically, then at least visually through color or expression)

Shoes: Combat boots with painted or scratched-on words and symbols—used and scuffed, like she’s stomped through every feeling

Hair

Color: Deep black

Style: Natural texture embraced—voluminous coils or curls in a big, proud afro or styled in thick twists

Feature Idea: Colored thread, beads, or emotion-themed charms woven into her hair—some of them could shift or glow faintly with her mood

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Bright amber or fiery gold

Shape/Expression: Wide, expressive eyes that shimmer with intensity

Facial Features:

Sharp cheekbones and full lips

Always shifting expressions—smirking one second, near tears the next

War paint–like makeup under her eyes or across her cheeks, like visualized emotion

May wear face stickers or painted symbols on emotional days

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Emotionalist

Power Theme: She radiates emotional energy and can project or intensify the feelings of others. Her own emotions burn so strongly they sometimes spill outward, affecting her environment and the people around her.

Visual Motifs:

Color-changing accessories or patches that reflect her mood

Chaotic layering and asymmetry that feels alive—nothing is ever still or perfectly aligned

Subtle aura-like distortion around her when she’s feeling especially intense—heat waves, flickering lights, sparks of color

Color Palette

Raw, vibrant emotion:

Fiery red, bold yellow, rich violet

Accents of black, white, or indigo depending on her emotional "phase"

Think bold contrasts rather than harmony

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Character bio: Anastasia Petrov - Ultimate Beauty/Ultimate Allure

Basic Info

Age: 18

Nationality: Ukrainian

Height: Around 5'8" (173 cm)

Body Type: Slender and statuesque, with a model-like poise and sharp, elegant posture

Skin Color: Pale porcelain complexion, almost unnaturally smooth or doll-like

Personality

Anastasia is outwardly polite, elegant, and emotionally distant. She speaks gently and moves with calculated grace, almost like she’s acting on stage at all times. She comes across as flawless—but the more time you spend with her, the more uncanny she feels. There’s something off about her—too perfect, too composed, like a mannequin pretending to be human. When she smiles, it never quite reaches her eyes.

Outfit Style

General Style: High fashion meets uncanny valley—like a porcelain doll styled by a fashion magazine. Her outfit is beautiful but cold, designed for display, not comfort.

Key Features:

A tightly fitted dress or structured top-and-skirt combo, either off-the-shoulder or with a high neck—never both

Materials like satin, lace, or sheer fabric layered over her arms or neck

Subtle ruffles, rosettes, or beaded detailing that shimmer slightly when she moves

Decorative ribbon choker or lace gloves

Her outfit might be symmetrical, but with one eerie detail off—like a single sleeve or glove missing, or mirrored patterns that almost match

Shoes: Elegant heels or Victorian-style ankle boots, pristine and spotless

Hair

Color: Icy platinum blonde

Style: Long, silky, and always perfectly brushed—either cascading like silk or done in a delicate updo with strands intentionally escaping

Feature Idea: A single lock of hair could be darker or oddly crimped, like a flaw in perfection—hinting at her power or a break in her façade

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Pale violet

Shape/Expression: Wide, unblinking eyes with an intense but glassy gaze

Facial Features:

Doll-like symmetry with high cheekbones and soft lips

Rarely blinks; when she does, it’s slow and deliberate

Expression is usually serene or faintly curious—but never relaxed

Her makeup is light but flawless—powdery and pale, with a cold shimmer around the eyes

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Allure

Power Theme: Her divine ability is to draw others to her against their will—an unnatural magnetism that overrides logic and emotion. The more you fight it, the harder it pulls.

Visual Motifs:

Subtle halo imagery in her clothing patterns, accessories, or jewelry

Elements that evoke statues or dolls—porcelain textures, symmetrical bows, mechanical precision

When her power activates, light could subtly warp around her, making her seem more than real—too sharp, too flawless

Color Palette

Frosted pastels and cold elegance:

Soft lavender, pale blue, silvery white

Accents of black, icy gray, or rose gold

Always muted—her palette should look like it’s behind glass

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Character bio: Camila Vasquez - Ultimate Relationship Therapist/Ultimate Intertwiner

Basic Info

Age: 17

Nationality: Brazilian

Height: Around 5'6" (168 cm)

Body Type: Lithe and elegant—graceful, not muscular, but moves like a dancer or a performer

Skin Color: Warm, rich medium-brown tone (golden undertones)

General Style: Sophisticated but fashionable—trend-conscious with flair. Think modern street fashion meets performance wear: statement pieces, bold silhouettes, and elegant touches.

Key Features (updated):

A stylish cropped jacket, bolero, or structured top—something fashion-forward with detailed stitching or ribbon loops

Flowing ribbons or sashes integrated into her outfit—wrapped around her arms or trailing behind her like symbolic threads

High-waisted pants, a skirt with layered mesh, or sleek leggings with ornate trim

Accessories like a chain belt, a looped choker, or charm bracelets that reference connections and knots

Everything feels curated—she dresses to impress but with meaning

Shoes: Trendy ankle boots or heeled sneakers—polished and practical with a sleek edge

Hair

Color: Glossy black or a very deep brown

Style: Long and flowing, but meticulously styled—could be in a braid crown, coiled buns, or wrapped with gold thread

Feature Idea: A thin thread or golden cord braided into her hair, referencing her divine theme of connections

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Amber

Shape/Expression: Almond-shaped with a steady, watchful gaze; alluring but analytical

Facial Features:

High cheekbones and full lips

Occasional small, deliberate smirk

Wears subtle, sharp eyeliner or gold accent makeup to enhance her piercing look

Maybe a tiny mole under one eye for elegance

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Intertwiner

Power Theme: She can perceive and manipulate emotional bonds between people—strengthening, weakening, or unraveling them.

Visual Motifs:

Thread, string, or ribbon imagery—always appearing physically “tied” to things

Jewelry or accessories shaped like loops, knots, or braids

May appear to guide conversations with subtle gestures, as if tugging on invisible strings

Her sash or ribbon-like accessories might subtly shift or drift on their own when her power is in use

Color Palette

Jewel tones and contrast:

Deep burgundy, violet, midnight blue

Accents of gold and black

Visual elegance balanced by mystery

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Character bio: Maya Bloom - Ultimate Lucky Student/Ultimate Hoarder

Basic Info

Age: 18

Nationality: American

Height: Around 5'4" (162 cm)

Body Type: Petite but slightly round-shouldered from always carrying things; not frail, but not athletic either.

Personality

Maya is soft-spoken, observant, and emotionally sensitive—someone who clings to the past and has trouble letting go. She’s kind but haunted, always looking for meaning in objects and memories. She often keeps her arms folded protectively or clutches a bag or keepsake. There’s a quiet strength behind her anxious energy.

Outfit Style

General Style: Nostalgic scavenger aesthetic—somewhere between cozy and cluttered. Layers of mismatched, sentimental clothing. She looks like she dresses in memory.

Key Features:

Patchwork cardigan or jacket—visibly stitched, worn in, maybe with buttons or pins from various places.

Worn skirt or culottes, possibly over leggings or tights with small tears or hand-sewn patches.

A pouchy bag or sling pack, overflowing with random trinkets (charms, plush keychains, broken lockets, etc.).

One or two visible keepsakes pinned to her clothes—e.g., a childhood friendship bracelet or keychain she never takes off.

Scarf or layered scarf-like ribbon trailing behind—representing the threads of memory.

Shoes: Scuffed boots or well-worn sneakers, one of which may be slightly mismatched or decorated with paint or doodles.

Hair

Color: Deep chestnut brown or dark auburn

Style: Medium-length, unkempt but not messy—sort of a “lived-in” look. She could have subtle braiding or ribbon in parts of her hair—suggesting emotional ties or handmade ornamentation.

Feature Idea: One small section of hair could be dyed a different color or tied with string, to represent something or someone important to her.

Eyes & Face

Eye Color: Muted olive green

Shape/Expression: Her eyes are big but tired, with a soft, melancholic gaze.

Facial Features:

Subtle dark circles under her eyes

Freckles across the nose/cheeks

Expression often wary or concerned, rarely smiling fully

No makeup, but maybe a natural flush to her cheeks

Divine Power Motif

Divine Title: Ultimate Hoarder

Power Theme: She can feel emotional ties to objects, sensing their memories and the pain or love attached to them.

Visual Motifs:

Her accessories and outfit are covered in keepsakes, almost like a walking scrapbook.

You could subtly incorporate thread, knots, or ghostly hands tugging at her from her possessions.

One idea: a faint aurora or shimmer around her bag or certain objects, hinting at hidden emotional resonance.

Even when she looks weighed down, she refuses to drop anything—that’s part of her silhouette.

Color Palette

Earthy tones with sentimental accents:

Browns, dusty rose, warm gray

Occasional brighter details (like a yellow badge, a teal ribbon, or a red charm) to symbolize meaningful attachments

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Chapter 3 - The Divine Mandate

A sharp buzz crackles through the intercom, dragging me out of a half-remembered dream. My eyes snap open as the sterile voice plays overhead—calm, clipped, and way too cheerful for whatever ungodly hour it is.

"Good morning, students. Please report to the dining hall for breakfast. Attendance is mandatory."

I sit up in bed slowly, rubbing my eyes. My dorm room is still cloaked in a bluish haze from the morning light creeping through the cracks in the boarded-up windows. Everything in here is neatly arranged—bed, desk, dresser, even the small personal bathroom tucked into the corner. It’s too clean. Too quiet. Like a showroom for someone else’s life.

I slide open the top drawer of my dresser and run my fingers over the ribbon box I keep nestled in the corner. The fraying pink silk, the worn edges… it steadies me. A reminder of who I am, even in this place.

As I throw on my jacket and open the door, I see others beginning to file out of their rooms as well. Oliver yawns and rubs his eyes, Ligaya gently placing a hand on his shoulder. Camila offers a sleepy wave from across the hall. The atmosphere is groggy, uncertain. No one knows what to expect.

Together, we make our way to the dining hall.

The scent of something warm and sugary greets us before we even turn the corner.

When we arrive in the dining hall, the sight is enough to stop us in our tracks. Long tables are covered in trays of steaming food: pastries, fresh fruit, eggs, toast, and rows of colorful dishes I can’t even name. There’s even a fountain of hot chocolate bubbling in the center of the room.

Ayanda stands proudly at the front, holding a tray of miniature lemon tarts with glazed raspberry tops. Her apron is dusted in flour, and her bright smile lights up the room. Beside her, Senai silently finishes arranging a fruit platter with the focus of a surgeon. His massive hands are surprisingly gentle as he places each slice of mango just right.

“Morning, y’all!” Ayanda grins. “Hope you came hungry, 'cause we’re feeding both stomach and soul today.”

Several students chuckle as they start to file in, some clapping or complimenting the setup. Ligaya offers a polite nod, while others head straight for the food with eager chatter.

The atmosphere is warm, cheerful. It feels... normal.

I pick up a plate and start gathering a little of everything. Sweet bread, some kind of spiced egg dish, a handful of grapes. As I scan the room, I spot Roshni sitting alone at a far table, quietly sipping tea. I make my way over and take a seat across from her.

“Morning,” I say.

She glances up, offering a soft smile. “We appreciate the company.”

I blink. “We?”

She takes another sip of tea. “Mm-hm.”

I can’t tell if she’s joking or just... like that. There’s a calmness about her, like she’s comfortable being cryptic. It should be unnerving, but somehow it’s not.

“You sleep okay?” I ask, trying to ignore the slight chill that crept up my spine.

“Some of us did. Others had a bit more trouble. New places tend to stir up echoes.”

I nod slowly, not sure how to respond to that. I get the feeling she means more than she’s letting on, but I decide not to pry.

Ramón sits nearby, tapping his fingers in rhythm on the table. His gaze shifts rapidly, scanning the room as if mapping something in his mind.

“Busy energy today,” he mutters. “The tension’s spiraling again. Like... a coil tightening.”

Camila appears behind him, sliding into the seat beside me. “You're always talking about spirals. I swear, you could find patterns in oatmeal.”

Ramón just grins and shrugs. “Spirals are everywhere. They’re the shape of chaos and order. And we’re living in both right now.”

Kenji flops into the seat next to Camila. “Pfft, you sound like my uncle after a bottle of sake. Chill, dude—it’s just breakfast. Enjoy the vibes.”

“You say that every time,” Camila laughs.

“Because the vibes are always chill if you let them be,” Kenji says, leaning back with a grin.

After a while, the crowd starts to spread out, some students finishing their meals and others still chatting. Camila leans in slightly.

“I saw something weird last night,” she says in a low voice.

My fork pauses halfway to my mouth. “Weird how?”

“I went out for a snack—couldn’t sleep—and I saw Sindre just... wandering the hall. Eyes half-open, no shoes, muttering under his breath. I called out, but he didn’t even blink. Just turned and walked the other way.”

“That’s unsettling,” I murmur.

“I don’t think he even realized he was out there. Could be sleepwalking, but something about it just felt... eerie.”

“Do you think he’s okay?”

Camila gives a small shrug. “Hard to say. People handle stress differently. And this place isn’t exactly helping.”

We eat in silence for a moment before she continues.

“I’ve been getting some... impressions about the others,” she says. “Like how Ayanda’s joy spills over into her food. Or how Viktor carries this massive burden—like he’s constantly fighting himself.”

“What kind of impressions?”

“I don’t know how to explain it. I just... feel things about people. Their connections, their tensions. Like how Ligaya’s already formed this quiet bond with Oliver, even if he hasn’t realized it yet. Or how Roshni’s aura isn’t just one—it’s like she has layers, echoes almost.”

I glance toward Roshni at the other end of the table. “She does talk a little... unusually.”

Camila nods. “I don’t mean it in a bad way. It’s just different. And I guess I relate. I’ve always had a sense for these things. It’s what made me good at my job.”

“Relationship therapist, right?”

“Yeah.” She smiles wistfully. “I used to think it was just intuition. Maybe it still is. But in a place like this, I’m starting to wonder if it’s something more.”

I hesitate, then glance at my satchel. “I’ve always my weird quirk too: feeling emotions on objects. Like memories soaked into them. It’s how I built my collection.”

Camila’s eyes light up. “That’s incredible. And you thought you were the only one?”

“Until now? Yeah.”

We exchange a quiet look, both of us holding that shared uncertainty. Then Camila laughs softly.

“Well, if we’re all anomalies, at least we’re anomalies together.”

I’m still finishing up breakfast with Camila when the intercom crackles to life. A clean, crisp voice rings through the hall.

“Breakfast is now concluded. All students, please report to the gymnasium for orientation.”

Everyone quiets down at once. Camila looks to me, her expression curious but unreadable. The air shifts again, heavy with unspoken questions.

“Guess we better get moving,” she says, grabbing her plate.

We file out of the dining hall, murmurs picking up around us. That’s when I notice it—the lights.

The hallway ahead is almost entirely dark except for a single strip of lights leading away from the dining hall. They glow soft white and pulse slowly, as if urging us forward. It’s not the way to the gymnasium. At least… I don’t think it is.

Camila steps forward, tilting her head. “That’s… ominous.”

“Maybe they just want us to follow this path,” I say, though my voice wavers.

One by one, the others notice too. Roshni whispers something to herself—or maybe to someone else. Sindre rubs his eyes and sighs, muttering about how this isn’t standard orientation procedure. You’d think he’d be more alert after a good night’s sleep.

Senai crosses his arms and narrows his eyes, but says nothing.

“Should we… go?” someone asks from the back.

Viktor steps forward with purpose. “It seems we’re being guided. There’s no harm in seeing where it leads.”

No one argues. Despite the tension in the air, there’s a quiet consensus. We follow the lights.

The path twists through hallways we haven’t seen before, all unfamiliar and empty. I notice the boarded-up windows again—just like yesterday. They looked like real glass from outside, but from here… it’s obvious. We’re not supposed to see out.

Eventually, the lights stop at a single door at the end of a hallway. It’s grander than the others, with a carved relief of a single eye surrounded by wings. The Prayer Room.

Someone swallows hard.

The door opens before any of us can reach for it.

The door opens before any of us can reach for it.

A low creak echoes down the hall, followed by a strange silence. No hum of electricity, no distant footfalls—just the sound of our breathing as we step inside.

The room is vast.

Tall, cathedral-like arches stretch overhead, the ceiling lost in shadow. The walls are covered in intricate carvings—some angelic, some monstrous, all too detailed to feel purely decorative. They seem to shift slightly in the low light, as if moving when I’m not looking.

At the center of the room is a large circular dais, with sixteen small pedestals encircling it—each bearing a sleek, black tablet. They glow faintly, like they’re waiting for us.

The air is different here. Heavy. Sacred, almost… but not in a comforting way.

“Is this… the gymnasium?” Ayanda asks softly.

“No way,” Roshni mutters, staring at the carvings. “This is something else entirely.”

Kenji whistles low. “Creepy. Kinda culty. But stylish.”

I take a few hesitant steps forward, trying to make sense of the feeling in my chest. It’s not fear, exactly. It’s something older. Like standing in a place meant for worship, but the god we’re supposed to worship isn’t kind.

Camila reaches for my arm, her voice hushed. “Maya. Look at the tablets.”

Each one is labeled with a student’s name. Mine’s there too—Maya Bloom.

The moment I see it, something stirs in my gut. I don’t know what I’m expecting, but this… this feels orchestrated. Deliberate.

“Why are they labeled?” Ramón murmurs.

“No one here took our pictures, right?” Sophia adds. “But that’s me on the tablet. That’s my face.”

I stare at mine again. My full name, my birthdate, my height and weight. And a title beneath it.

Ultimate Hoarder.

And then, beneath that… something else.

Divine Power: Empathic Imprint.

I don’t have time to react before the air shifts again. This time, it’s not subtle.

It’s like the entire room inhales.

Then exhales in unison.

The lights dim.

And a voice speaks.

I can't describe it.

It doesn’t sound like anything I’ve heard before. Not male, not female. Not mechanical, not human. It’s not even a voice in the normal sense—it’s like it presses into my skull directly, bypassing my ears entirely. A sound that shouldn't exist. A feeling made audible.

“Devotees…”

Everyone freezes.

“You have arrived.”

Whispers erupt around me—nervous, confused.

“What is that?”

“Where’s it coming from?”

“Who’s speaking to us?”

The voice continues, unbothered by our panic.

“You have been gathered not because of your talents, but because of your truth. You are the vessels of the divine.”

“What the hell does that mean?” Kenji mutters.

“Divine? What divine?” I whisper, but my words are lost in the murmurs.

“You possess within you a spark—each of you, a different manifestation of something ancient, something extraordinary. You have been called here for a purpose.”

The voice pauses, letting that settle in.

“To test. To strengthen. To perfect the divine power within humanity.”

A gasp escapes someone—maybe Sophia. The group is fraying, uncertainty cutting deeper than confusion now.

“This is ridiculous,” Viktor says, his voice taut. “Is this a performance?”

“Your time here will not be idle,” the voice presses on. “You are free to live, to learn… to kill. For only through trial may your power evolve.”

A silence heavier than before settles over us.

Did… did it just say kill?

Roshni stares blankly ahead, her lips trembling. Ramón curses under his breath.

“That can’t be real,” Elias says quickly. “They’re trying to scare us. This is some kind of—of mind game or experiment.”

“You will find your tablets. Each contains the truth of your divine power—your purpose.”

I grip mine tighter.

“You may leave the room once you are ready. From this moment on, you are under the guidance of the Providence.”

That word hits me like a punch.

“The Providence…?” Camila repeats.

The voice fades. Not in volume, but like it’s dissolving into mist, as though it never belonged in our world to begin with.

And we’re left in the quiet, surrounded by glowing tablets and terrible questions.

“What just happened…”

“I don’t understand any of this…”

“Kill? Did it say… we have to kill?”

No one knows where to look. No one knows what to say.

Everyone's voices are clashing together, a cacophony of confusion, fear, and disbelief. I feel like I’m being crushed under the pressure in this room.

"He talked about killing," someone says—it might be Viktor. The words hang heavy in the air.

"What was that voice? What even was that thing?" Ayanda asks, her voice trembling with disbelief.

Senai steps forward, his expression calm but his tone firm. "It said it was the Providence. That it chose us to test divine power."

A hush falls over the room. Providence? Divine power? What does any of that even mean? My chest feels tight. This has to be some kind of elaborate trick. Some kind of prank. But I know it’s not. It feels too real, too calculated.

"What does it mean by 'test'?" Roshni asks, her eyes narrowed. "We didn’t sign up for any of this."

Ramón folds his arms, clearly unsettled. "It knows everything about us. That tablet... It had things I never shared with anyone."

"Same here," I say quietly. My eyes move to Camila, who’s holding her own tablet like it might burn her. Her mouth is tight, eyes wide, but she doesn’t say anything.

Sophia steps forward, her usual confidence faltering slightly. "This is some kind of cult. A sick experiment. I don’t know what it wants from us, but it’s dangerous."

Oliver, despite being the smallest in the room, speaks with surprising clarity. "I don’t want to be part of this. I want to go home."

Ligaya places a gentle hand on his shoulder, her face pale but steady. "We all do, sweetheart. But it’s clear we’re not going anywhere."

Kenji is pacing, muttering under his breath. "There’s got to be a way out of this. This is a setup, right? There has to be an exit, a loophole."

"He said something about killing," Anastasia repeats. Her voice is soft, but it slices through the chatter. "What did he mean by that?"

I grip my tablet tighter, heart pounding in my ears. That voice—The Providence—said we’re here to strengthen divine power. But how? Through trials? Through murder?

"We can’t just start pointing fingers," I say, louder than I mean to. "None of us even understands what’s going on yet. We need to stay calm."

The room quiets slightly, but the fear doesn’t fade. I meet Camila’s eyes again, and in that brief second, I feel a silent agreement between us—whatever this is, whatever divine power means, we can’t let it break us.

Then the intercom clicks on again. The same artificial tone from earlier chimes once.

"This concludes your orientation, my dear devotees," the voice says. "You are dismissed. Return to your daily lives. Until further notice."

The click of silence afterward is deafening.

We stand there for a few moments, too stunned to move.

Eventually, people begin to shuffle toward the exit, exchanging glances filled with suspicion, confusion, and dread. I don’t even realize I’m walking until I’m out in the hall again, the cold tablet clutched to my chest.

The Divine Mandate has begun.