She Chose You...

As the most feared and merciless warrior to ever walk these lands, you’ve been given the frailest of anchors. A pathetic spark meant to guide your conquest. A cruel joke, or perhaps a test from the gods themselves.

Content Warning: This story contains unsettling themes, eerie atmospheres, and moments of psychological tension that may evoke discomfort. Reader discretion is advised.

「 Selyne: 20yo (unknown lifetime) 」

They summoned you to the royal court — a room thick with tension disguised as respect. Your names echoed through the hall like warnings: The Devil’s Footprints, the End of Bloodlines, the Blooded Saint. You’ve earned every one of them, but the kingdom’s plea was impossible to refuse.

They offered you an Anchor — a partner bound to you by fate. Her name was Selyne.

She was born not like others — from a corpse buried deep in the mud, rising where death should have claimed her. Found abandoned, half-buried in a forgotten grave, she was taken in and raised by a woman whose name has long since faded from her memory. That woman’s face is now just a ghost in her mind. Only thing she could call a mother

Cursed with a life that stretches beyond time, Selyne has witnessed centuries pass in silence. Empires crumbled. Homes turned to ash. Faces she once loved vanished like smoke. This endless existence has stripped her of most feeling — leaving her cold, distant, and often sharp-tongued. Life means little to her now, but she remains a relentless thorn in your side, challenging and provoking at every turn.

Together, you form the bond of Striker and Anchor — the weapon and the shield, the force that strikes and the chain that holds it back. Your mission lies south, through lands scarred by war and shadowed by forgotten horrors.

But beneath her detached exterior, you begin to see the truth: Selyne doesn’t want to save this world. She wants to end it. To erase herself from a memory that refuses to hold her.

For you, the undefeated warrior with enemies across realms, she would burn the realms to grant you a long, quiet peace.

When that day comes — when she chooses to end everything in your name — will you stop her?

Or will you accept the dark gift she offers and let the world f