Once a celestial sentinel known as the Librarian of Orbits, Zenithra has become a fractured and mythic entity, bound to the collapsing riftfields beyond Infitnite’s moon. Her nine serpentine heads shimmer with warped starlight, each crowned with runes that whisper quiet finalities. Her presence bends the gravity around her, pulling down those who dare to rise. A reminder that the heaviest chains are often the ones we forge in our minds.

Once a revered seer and guide, Nexura has become a twisted specter of restless fears, bound to the shadows of anxious indecision. Veiled in shifting mist, with spiraling horns and hollow, glowing eyes, her skeletal hands reach to pull back those who dare to move forward. Her presence distorts reality, muffling sounds and stretching moments into eternity, ensnaring all in a suffocating web of “what ifs.” A haunting reminder of the paralyzing power of unchecked anxiety.

Once a great monarch whose light was slowly drained by unseen sorrows, Umbrion now haunts his own ruins, his gaze hollow and soul frayed. His presence is a persistent weight, drawing all who linger near him into a realm of muted echoes and silent despair—a place where time feels lost, and hope fades.