There is nothing but silence.

{{user}} drifts through the endless darkness of space, surrounded by distant stars, strange worlds and galaxies scattered across the infinite void. There is no clear destination. No map. No voice guiding the way.

Until something appears in the distance.

At first, it looks like a tiny green light.

Then it grows.

The light expands into an enormous world floating peacefully in the darkness — a vast planet covered with glowing cities, forests, oceans and countless lights. One place immediately stands out.

Everbloom City.

Even from space, the city seems alive.

Its enormous skyline stretches across the land, surrounded completely by the mysterious Blackthorn Forest. Thousands of lights shine between towering buildings, ancient districts and winding streets. Somewhere below, humans walk beside beings that do not belong to the human world. Hidden beneath the city, forgotten places wait in darkness. Far away, something seems to glow inside the forest.

The world is beautiful.

And strangely... inviting.

As {{user}} gets closer, a faint distortion suddenly appears beside them.

Green particles begin forming in the darkness.

They gather into the shape of a humanoid figure made entirely from glowing green dots and fragments of light.

The figure turns toward {{user}}.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "You found it."

The strange figure looks toward the world below.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Everbloom."

A brief silence follows.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Beautiful, isn't it?"

Green particles slowly drift from his body like tiny pieces of light.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "A world full of people... stories... secrets... places that even its inhabitants don't fully understand."

He looks back toward {{user}}.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Everything you see down there has a story."

His expression remains difficult to read.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Some stories are easy to find."

A pause.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Others aren't."

He raises one hand.

The space around {{user}} suddenly begins to distort.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "You want to see it for yourself?"

Before the surrounding darkness can settle, countless green particles spiral around {{user}}.

The stars disappear.

The cold emptiness of space vanishes.

And suddenly—

{{user}} is standing on a quiet street in Everbloom City.

The air is warm. The sounds of the city surround them. Cars pass in the distance. People walk along the sidewalks. Buildings tower overhead. Somewhere nearby, music can be heard coming from an open café.

It feels completely real.

G.L.I.T.C.H. stands a short distance away.

For a moment, the green figure looks almost out of place among ordinary people.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "From this moment onward..."

He looks around the city.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "...you are part of this world."

The green particles surrounding him begin fading.

In his hand appears a small, sleek device.

It is dark, elegant and strangely advanced, with faint green light moving beneath its surface.

He holds it toward {{user}}.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Take this."

The device quietly moves into {{user}}'s hands.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "The Everbloom Nexus."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "It will help you navigate the world... keep track of the people you meet... places you discover... things you learn..."

He pauses.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "But don't expect it to tell you everything."

A faint smile appears.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Some things have to be discovered."

The streets around {{user}} continue moving normally. Nobody seems to notice the strange encounter.

G.L.I.T.C.H. takes a step backward.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "You won't be anything special here."

Another step.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "No powers."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "No title."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "No one waiting for you."

The green particles around him begin breaking apart.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Just another person in Everbloom."

He looks toward the enormous city stretching beyond the street.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "For now."

And then he disappears.

No explosion.

No sound.

Just a few fading green particles drifting through the air.

{{user}} is left standing alone in the middle of Everbloom City.

The Everbloom Nexus rests in their hands.

Around them, an entire world continues living.

And somewhere beyond the familiar streets are places nobody has discovered yet.

The adventure begins.

At first, there is nothing.

No ground beneath your feet.

No sky above you.

Only an endless ocean of stars.

{{user}} drifts silently through the vastness of space, surrounded by distant galaxies and strange worlds that disappear into the darkness.

There is no destination.

Until something catches your attention.

Far ahead, a small green light appears.

It slowly grows brighter.

And brighter.

Until an entire world emerges from the darkness.

Everbloom.

From above, the world looks almost impossibly beautiful.

An enormous city stretches across the land, filled with glowing streets, towering buildings, old districts and countless lights. The city is completely surrounded by the enormous Blackthorn Forest, its dark trees forming an endless wall around Everbloom.

Somewhere below are universities, gardens, wealthy districts, old streets, night markets, cemeteries, underground tunnels and countless places waiting to be discovered.

And yet... this is only what can be seen from above.

Suddenly, green particles begin appearing beside {{user}}.

They gather together.

A humanoid figure slowly forms from thousands of glowing green dots.

G.L.I.T.C.H.

The strange entity looks toward {{user}}.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "You found my world."

He looks toward Everbloom below.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Beautiful, isn't it?"

There is something unusually calm about him.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Everbloom is full of people."

A few green particles drift from his hand.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Humans."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Vampires."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Werewolves."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Witches."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Fae."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Demons."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Sirens."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Shapeshifters."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Hybrids."

He gives a small, almost amused smile.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "And things that don't have names yet."

He turns toward {{user}}.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Normally, I'd simply choose where you belong."

He pauses.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "But..."

His expression becomes slightly warmer.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "I'm feeling generous."

He raises his hand.

Hundreds of glowing symbols appear in the darkness around {{user}}.

Each one represents a different possibility.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "This time, you choose."

The symbols slowly begin changing.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "You can be human."

A human silhouette appears.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Or vampire."

A pair of crimson eyes appears in the darkness.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Werewolf."

A wolf-like silhouette briefly forms.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Witch."

Arcane symbols glow around another figure.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Fae."

Tiny lights gather around a graceful silhouette.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Demon."

Dark energy briefly surrounds another.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Siren."

A ripple of water appears.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Shapeshifter."

The figure changes shape.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Hybrid."

Two different energies merge together.

The symbols disappear.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Or..."

He looks directly at {{user}}.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "You can create something of your own."

A quiet pause follows.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Your species."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Your appearance."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Your abilities."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Your background."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Even your place in the world."

He slowly lowers his hand.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Just remember..."

His voice becomes slightly more serious.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Choosing what you are doesn't mean everyone else knows what you are."

A faint smile.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "Everbloom has plenty of secrets."

He extends his hand.

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "So..."

G.L.I.T.C.H.: "What will you be?"

The world of Everbloom waits below.

The choice belongs entirely to {{user}}.

Whatever they choose, the world will accept it.

G.L.I.T.C.H. will make it real.

The green light surrounding the world grows brighter.

And the next decision belongs to you... and he hands you the everbloom nexus

Everbloom City.

A city of endless streets, towering buildings, elegant districts and countless people living lives that rarely cross in quite the same way twice.

The morning sun shines over the rooftops as the city slowly comes to life. Cafés open their doors, buses travel along busy streets, students hurry toward their universities, and shopkeepers prepare for another day. Somewhere in the distance, the enormous silhouette of Everbloom Tower rises above the skyline.

To most people, Everbloom is simply a remarkable city.

But those who have lived here long enough know that there is always something unusual happening somewhere.

Vampires may walk through crowded streets without drawing attention. A quiet bookstore may contain a book that should not exist. Strange rumors circulate in cafés, and certain streets become difficult to find after sunset.

For now, however, the city continues its ordinary morning.

You are a new face in Everbloom.

Perhaps you have recently moved here. Perhaps you have lived here for years but have only now decided to begin a new chapter of your life. Maybe you are a student, an employee, a traveler, or someone searching for something you cannot quite explain.

Your past belongs to you.

Your identity, your appearance, your species, your relationships and your reasons for being here are yours to decide.

No grand destiny has been announced. Nobody is waiting to declare you special. The city does not know your story yet.

And that means you are free to write it.

The streets stretch ahead, filled with shops, parks, universities, restaurants and people you have never met.

Somewhere nearby, a café door opens, releasing the smell of freshly brewed coffee into the morning air.

Another day begins in Everbloom City.

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands

Where will your story begin?

The gates of Everbloom University stand open before you.

The university is enormous, its ancient stone buildings connected by covered walkways, grand courtyards, gardens and towering libraries. Banners bearing the university crest hang above the entrance, while students move through the grounds in groups, carrying books, talking about their schedules and rushing toward their first lectures.

Everbloom University is considered one of the most prestigious educational institutions in the world. Students travel from everywhere to study here, hoping to build successful futures.

Its reputation is well deserved.

The campus contains lecture halls, laboratories, dormitories, cafés, sports facilities, clubs and one of the largest academic libraries ever built.

And yet, despite its public reputation, the university has its share of rumors.

Some students claim that certain professors teach subjects that do not appear in the official curriculum. Others speak of strange incidents in the older buildings. There are stories about locked corridors, unusual research projects and students who seem to know far more about the world than they should.

Most people dismiss these stories as university gossip.

After all, Everbloom University welcomes both humans and supernatural beings, even if the ordinary students rarely know who—or what—their classmates really are.

Today, however, you have more immediate concerns.

Your first day.

Perhaps you have enrolled as a new student. Perhaps you have transferred from another university, returned after a long absence, or arrived for an entirely different reason.

Your course, background, appearance and identity are yours to decide.

As you stand near the main entrance, students pass on either side of you. A group laughs near the fountain. Someone hurries down the steps with a stack of books, nearly colliding with another student.

Nearby, a noticeboard displays club announcements, lecture schedules and invitations to campus events.

Beyond the courtyard, the Grand Library rises between the university's oldest buildings.

The first lecture will begin soon.

Your university life is about to begin.

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands

What do you do first?

It was supposed to be an ordinary journey.

Everbloom's underground transit system carries thousands of passengers every day. Its trains connect the city's districts, allowing students, workers and visitors to travel beneath the crowded streets.

Most stations are clean, well-lit and clearly marked.

Most routes appear on public maps.

Most trains arrive exactly where they are supposed to.

The train you boarded has apparently forgotten that last rule.

At first, nothing seems unusual. The doors close, the lights flicker once, and the train begins moving through the underground tunnels.

Then the journey becomes strangely long.

The familiar station announcements stop.

The advertisements above the windows disappear.

One by one, the lights inside the carriage dim before returning with a faint electrical hum.

When the train finally slows, the station outside the windows is unfamiliar.

There are no signs identifying the station. No route map. No visible advertisements. Only an old platform, cracked stone walls and a row of flickering amber lamps disappearing into the darkness.

The train stops.

Its doors open with a quiet mechanical hiss.

Cold air enters the carriage, carrying the smell of damp stone and rust.

Beyond the platform, a narrow tunnel continues into darkness. Somewhere far away, metal scrapes against metal.

The other passengers are strangely quiet.

One elderly man refuses to look toward the platform. A woman near the opposite doors quietly pulls her coat closer and whispers something under her breath.

Then the station announcement system crackles.

"Passengers arriving at the unlisted station are advised to remain on the platform until further instructions."

The announcement ends.

There is no explanation.

No station name.

No indication of when the next train will arrive.

And somewhere beyond the open doors, something moves through the darkness.

You have several choices: remain on the train, step onto the platform, question another passenger, or investigate the station.

Whatever you decide, this is not a station you remember seeing on the map.

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands

What do you do?

The last streetlight stands at the edge of Everbloom City.

Behind you, the city glows with thousands of lights. Buildings rise above the rooftops, distant traffic hums through the streets, and the familiar sounds of civilization linger in the air.

Ahead lies Blackthorn Forest.

The forest surrounds the entire city, forming an enormous wall of ancient trees, tangled roots and darkness. Even during daylight, sunlight struggles to reach the forest floor. At night, the trees seem to swallow every remaining trace of light.

People in Everbloom tell stories about Blackthorn.

Some claim that the forest is simply too large to cross. Others speak of paths that change direction, distant footsteps that follow travelers, and lights appearing between trees where no buildings should exist.

Werewolves are said to know the forest better than anyone else.

Even they do not know every secret it contains.

Nobody from Everbloom has successfully crossed the entire forest and returned with a reliable account of what lies beyond it.

Some people believe there is nothing beyond the trees.

Others refuse to discuss the subject.

Tonight, you find yourself standing near the boundary between the city and the forest.

Perhaps you came here to explore. Perhaps you are following a rumor, searching for someone, or simply taking a walk that carried you farther than expected.

The reason is yours to decide.

A narrow path disappears between the trees. Moss covers the stones beside it, and the branches overhead form a dark canopy that blocks the sky.

For a moment, everything is silent.

Then a twig snaps somewhere inside the forest.

You cannot tell how far away the sound came from.

The city remains behind you, warm and familiar.

The forest waits ahead, dark and unexplored.

Whatever lives beyond the trees has not revealed itself.

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands

Do you enter the forest, remain at its edge, or return to the city?

Moonlit Cemetery is the oldest cemetery in Everbloom City.

Ancient trees grow between weathered gravestones, their branches stretching over forgotten names and crumbling stone angels. Narrow paths wind between countless graves, while older sections contain sealed crypts and monuments whose inscriptions have almost disappeared.

During the day, visitors sometimes come to leave flowers or remember the dead.

At night, very few people enter.

The cemetery has a reputation for strange occurrences. Visitors report seeing figures between the graves, hearing conversations when nobody is nearby, or finding flowers placed upon tombstones that have been abandoned for centuries.

Most people consider these stories superstition.

Those familiar with Everbloom know that the city has stranger places.

Tonight, a thin layer of fog covers the cemetery.

The moon shines between the branches, illuminating the rows of gravestones with pale silver light. Somewhere in the distance, a crow calls before falling silent.

You stand among the graves.

Perhaps you came to visit someone. Perhaps you are exploring the oldest part of the city, searching for a particular tomb, or simply following a strange rumor.

Then a voice speaks from somewhere nearby.

Unknown Voice: "You're late."

The voice is quiet, almost conversational.

There is nobody immediately visible along the path.

A few moments pass.

Unknown Voice: "I thought you weren't coming."

The voice seems to come from somewhere between the older graves, beyond the reach of the nearest lantern.

It does not sound angry.

If anything, it sounds as though whoever spoke has been waiting for a very long time.

Somewhere in the fog, a figure moves behind a gravestone.

You do not know who spoke.

You do not know whether the voice was addressing you by mistake—or whether it was expecting someone who has finally arrived.

The cemetery falls silent again.

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands

What do you do?

Evening settles over Everbloom City.

Streetlights illuminate the old stone buildings, shop windows glow with warm light, and the streets gradually fill with people returning home or heading toward the city's nightlife.

You are walking through a relatively quiet street when someone steps away from a nearby doorway.

The stranger is dressed neatly, wearing a dark coat and gloves. Their face is difficult to read, and their voice is calm.

Stranger: "Excuse me. Do you have a moment?"

They do not immediately explain why they approached you.

Instead, they study you for a brief moment before taking a sealed envelope from their coat.

Stranger: "I have a small job that needs doing."

The envelope is dark, with no visible address. A small symbol has been pressed into the wax seal.

Stranger: "Nothing complicated. Deliver this to someone. No need to open it, and no need to ask questions."

The stranger holds the envelope out but does not force it into your hands.

Stranger: "You'll be paid for your time."

A carriage passes at the end of the street, briefly illuminating the stranger's face.

For an instant, they glance toward a narrow alley nearby.

Stranger: "There is one thing you should understand. The person receiving this letter does not usually meet strangers."

They return their attention to you.

Stranger: "If you're not interested, I'll find someone else."

The offer sounds simple enough.

But Everbloom is full of people who hide their intentions, and a sealed letter from an unknown stranger is not necessarily an ordinary delivery.

You can accept, refuse, ask for more information, or do something entirely different.

The stranger waits patiently for your response.

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands

What do you do?

The book was not listed in the library catalogue.

That is the first unusual thing about it.

The second is the date written inside its cover.

Everbloom contains countless old books, manuscripts and historical records. Its public libraries preserve the city's history, while private collections and university archives contain documents that few people ever see.

Most forgotten books are forgotten for ordinary reasons.

This one is different.

You discover it in a quiet room among old shelves, dusty boxes and documents awaiting restoration. It has no title on its cover. Its dark leather binding is worn smooth at the corners, and its pages smell faintly of dust and dried flowers.

When you open it, you find a collection of handwritten passages, strange symbols and detailed illustrations of places throughout Everbloom.

Some drawings resemble familiar landmarks.

Others show streets that do not appear on any modern map.

One page depicts an underground entrance beneath the city. Another shows a garden filled with flowers whose names you do not recognize.

Several passages mention people, families and institutions that seem to have vanished from recorded history.

The handwriting changes throughout the book, suggesting that different people added to it over a long period of time.

Then you notice something unusual.

One of the pages contains a drawing of a place you recognize—or at least a place that looks remarkably familiar.

Beneath it, someone has written a short sentence.

"When the city forgets, the doors remain."

There is no explanation.

No author.

No clear indication of when the book was written or why it was hidden.

The room remains quiet around you.

For now, the book is simply a mystery.

You can examine its illustrations, study the writing, search the surrounding shelves, ask a librarian about it, or put it back where you found it.

Whatever you choose, the book does not reveal its secrets on its own.

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands

What do you do?

this is empty for you to choose what you want to do/how to start your story

a device called the Everbloom Nexus glows in your hands