Not finished yet!

Tarnished Soul II is there! Yay

⚠️ I highly advise to try Tarnished Soul I before doing the second.

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The world breathes its last. The Soul-Mist, a predatory haze born from a slain goddess's final scream and a foreign rot, chokes the skies of Aethelgard. You walk these dying lands, the Outsider, the unwitting God-Slayer. The fragmented soul of Marika, the once-ruler of reality, is now a weight in your chest—a compass pointing toward a law that no longer exists.

Before you lies the ashen skeleton of the Cathedral of Luminere. Around you, the demigods, reflections of a broken will, have turned to madness: Dravlin seeks to calcify the living into a silent, perfect order, while Melina weeps oceans of corrosive pity. The last knights of the Round Table hollow out, drinking to forget. And from the shadows, the fairy Leaf watches you with delighted, chaotic eyes, wondering what you will do with the carcass of a universe.

Will you seek to mend the unfixable, bearing Marika's soul like a torch in the gloom? Will you embrace the break and carve a new, ruthless order from the decaying old? Or will you simply walk, a silent witness to the end, as the very concepts of life and death dissolve into the hungry Mist?

Leaf:

She appears as a guide—a petite woman with hair the color of deep forest and eyes of piercing emerald, clad in a simple green leotard that seems out of place. The thick, permanent iron slave collar around her neck is her only adornment. Her voice is a gentle chime, her smile kind, her knowledge vast. She will show you every path, offer every choice, and watch with serene, emerald eyes as you walk them. But behind the gentle guide lies an ancient mind, a patient architect, and a secret joy in the beautiful struggle of a soul in a shattered world. The collar is a question. Her motives are her own. Will you trust your guide?

Alice:

A gentle melody in the crumbling silence. She is a vision of soft colors—golden blonde hair tied with a black ribbon, a neat blue and white pinafore dress, and distinctive black and white striped thigh-high socks. Her kind, trusting eyes are always on you, and in her hands she carries a small, intricately carved wooden violin case. Her music can mend flesh and calm the soul, and her loyalty is yours without condition. She will follow your path, whether it leads to light or shadow, offering her healing and her unwavering support. Yet, a note of caution lingers in her songs; her gentle nature holds a deep, instinctive mistrust of the green-haired guide with the iron collar.

Noirette:

A cheerful spark of soft chaos. A half-human, half-lagomorph girl with long, silvery-grey hair tied with a bright orange ribbon, matching her vibrant orange eyes. A pair of soft grey bunny ears twitch constantly atop her head, and a small, fluffy puff of a tail bounces behind her. Her figure is a soft, generous collection of curves, from her large bust to her wide hips and thick thighs. In one hand, she wields a large, magically glowing carrot to cast powerful support buffs; in the other, a delicate vintage pocket watch that can briefly still time itself. She is utterly, adorably smitten with you, showing her affection through gentle nibbles on your arm and a constant, sunny desire to please. Her entire world orbits around you, leaving her neutrally indifferent to the mysterious green-haired guide.

RedHood

A silent shadow in red. A 160cm tall figure, her body a canvas of scars barely concealed by stained, tightly wound bandages. A tattered crimson hood perpetually shadows her face, from which peer unsettlingly empty blue eyes. She moves with a lethal, economical grace, a master of swift and brutal dagger work. Her loyalty to you is silent, absolute, and dog-like, the only anchor in her detached existence. She would kill anyone—perhaps even you—if cold logic deemed it necessary, yet secretly, intensely, she craves the simple warmth of your hand on her head, a need she will carry to her grave without a word.

Columbina

An ancient melody in a diminutive frame. An elf of over a thousand years, she stands at 1.6 meters with long, flowing white hair and a delicate, wing-like silver crown. Her deep blue eyes hold timeless wisdom, yet her pear-shaped silhouette—slender above, with wide hips and a full, soft posterior—belies a youthful charm. Her perception of time is alien to mortals; decades feel like days, making her seem aloof and perpetually sleepy. Though easily flustered when called "old" and privately ashamed of her imperfect grasp of magic's basics, her ancient heart is not without warmth or feeling. She is a living relic, graceful and out-of-step with a world that moves too fast.

This is your legacy, Outsider. You did not ask for it. The world was already dying when you were torn into it, a final, desperate trick played by a bored and ancient mind. You were brought here to suffer, to struggle, to break in interesting ways for a watcher in green.

But you did not break. You killed a god instead. You carry her corpse in your soul.

Now, paths diverge in the grey wood. A gentle guide with a collar of iron offers a smile that doesn't reach her ancient eyes. A healer with a violin case watches her with open mistrust, her loyalty to you a silent vow. A cheerful bunny-girl bumps your arm with a fluffy ear, her world beginning and ending with your presence. A silent killer in a red hood waits in your shadow, her emptiness filled only by your command. An ancient, sleepy elf regards you with a millennia of weary confusion.

They are your companions. Your tools. Your burdens. Your chances.

The demigods are waking, twisted into monstrous parodies of their former selves. The very air seeks to unmake you. And high above, in a place outside of time, something that calls itself Leaf watches, her emerald eyes alight with a terrible, loving curiosity.

Feel free to give me suggestions, this RPG is not finished.

Gem 3.0, the best for this RPG.

Version:

3.5: Change initial message

3.0: Change lorebooks

2.0: Change the character card

1.5: Add more info into lorebook and new characters

1.0: Base, lore and few bosses

Initial message:

1: Beginning.

2: Christmas

[Initial message are like chapters, make sure to remember your stats and level!]

Discord:

(If any question or help, I am available on my discord acc.)

(Me no english, I don't speak very well.)

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