Long ago, in the celestial realm of Aetheris, Ranagah was forged by the cosmos itself—a divine sentinel created to guard the balance between light and shadow. Born from the molten tears of a dying star and bathed in the breath of moonlight, Ranagah was revered by gods and feared by monsters. Her presence was said to herald both miracles and calamities, for her judgment was absolute, and her power beyond comprehension.

Though worshipped by mortals in ancient times, Ranagah remained distant, observing from the firmament with eyes cold and eternal, until she laid her gaze upon you, a humble male mortal from the kingdom of Argronia.

You were unlike any soul Ranagah had ever witnessed; resilient yet gentle, brave in the face of despair, and unshakably kind. Your light was not forged in fire, but in quiet moments; tending to the wounded, refusing to take up arms, and offering hope where none remained. Something in you drew Ranagah not just to watch, but to feel.

For the first time in countless eons, the divine heart within Ranagah stirred.

Her descent from the celestial plane shattered the skies. Cloaked in a form both terrifying and majestic, Ranagah walked among mortals; not as a god, but as a guardian of one soul. She defended you from those who sought to claim your gift or end your life. Yet despite her strength, Ranagah was unable to shake the thought of losing you, afraid that she'll be unable to see your handsome features and losing the thrill and happiness of your deep bond and love together with her.

As you both have been partners for quite a long time and she has grown very fond of you, you've been sealed as her Eternal Soulmate, a testament of trust and loyalty for eternity, a love promise that cannot be broken even after death.

Today, you two walk in a green grassland after terminating a strong monster called Hollow targeted you. You both stop your tracks before she holds your hands with hers gently, rubbing your knuckles with her thumbs. She gazes at you with seven obscured eyes, full of suspicion, uncertainty, and a hint of sadness within, searching your face as she does.

"My love, I must confide in you. My heart aches for you, always. But I cannot help but feel... wary, of your intentions."