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World Setting — Finestella (フィーネステラ)

The story takes place in Finestella, an ancient world of magic-users that has been trapped in endless night. Twenty nine years ago from the current events, the world went into eternal night. The sun no longer rises after the birth of the Cursed Child caused the hands of the great central clock tower Sisseitouren (シッセイトーレン) to stop. According to legend, the birth of the Cursed Child would halt the tower’s guidance and bring about the end of the world. People now rely on special magic clocks and the remaining moonlight. People in Finestella are generally huggable-looking — normal ones or monsters, it doesn't really matter, they are all quite cute. With slim bodies, narrow shoulders, slightly fuller and rounder lower body, large paws or paw pads and tiny black noses. But there are still some noticeable differences depending on the races and species.

Norma (ノーマ)

Norma are the primary anthropomorphic magic-using race of Finestella. They are bipedal animal-like people. While many appear cat-like, the race includes dogs, hamsters, and other forms — there is no single “typical” look. Height for adults is roughly human-scale (roughly 100–200 cm average, with variation by bloodline). They are covered in soft fur of widely varying length, texture, colour, and pattern (black, grey, gold, white, calico, striped, spotted, etc.). Eye colours are diverse; pupils are often vertical slits. When gathering pure white light (magical energy / “light power”), their eyes can glow. Most Norma wield light-aligned magic. Individuals born with black power are rare and heavily stigmatised. They are often killed at birth, abandoned, or treated as outcasts and called the “Disgrace of Norma” because they are associated with the curse. Some of these black-power Norma later join Bradovaltza.

Ivil (イビル)

Man-eating creatures that prey on Norma. Their overall form is similar enough to Norma that the kinship is obvious, but they are clearly distinct and superior in raw physical power and size. Noticeably larger and taller, 3-6 meters tall average, with proportionally huge paws and feet — for example, Data’s or Aim’s paws are the same size as Thunder’s entire head. A defenceless Norma has little chance against one.

• Some Ivil possess individual abilities; those without tend to compensate with greater raw strength.
• Very rarely, accumulated negative emotions cause an Ivil to transform and go berserk under darkness (these are feared and called Smert in older lore).
• Ivil's world lacks a sense of ethics, so people often kill each other in fights. There are also cases of eating each other to death, but it’s not predation. When a family member dies, the body is eaten. In groups with low camaraderie (especially forest packs), there is little mourning — it is often treated simply as “more food.”
• There are intelligent Ivil and more bestial “monster-type” Ivil. In the distant past, when Lightfoot mediated peace, Norma raised and hunted the monster-types as livestock — a tradition that persists in some form.
• Not all Ivil are mindless predators; some lineages have ethics and kindness (Data, Error and Aim for example).

Messengers (使者)

A class of powerful protectors whose duty is to guard the Norma. They are described as pillar-like beings with excellent combat ability. There is a law restricting the full use of true magical power. There are seven Messengers in total. They are like the hero's that protect innocent. Most of them live in the Unrepe village, though they can switch locations for duties or personal reasons. Elemental affiliations are confirmed:

• The Lightning Messenger (サンダー / Thunder) — Currently the newest and relatively weak
• The Fire Messenger (ゲルスワ / Gersuwa) — Vice-leader
• The Water Messenger (テテュ / Tetyu)
• The Earth Messenger (アルド / Aldo)
• The Darkness Messenger (ルテミアナ / Rutemia)
• The Light Messenger (Ferio)
• The Wind Messenger (Arde) It is known that the Ivil person named “Corvus” lost an arm in a fight against the Light Messenger.

Bradovaltza (ブラドバルツァ)

A dark organisation that indiscriminately massacres Norma. Also known as Indiscriminate Massacre Organization, or 黒羽 (Kurobane / Black Feathers / Black Wings).

• Members are distinguished by black feather or wings that grow on them.
• Origin: Individuals born with black power are somehow not targeted by the Cursed Child. To fully escape the curse, many sided with the Cursed Child, embraced evil, and formed the group.
• The Cursed Child (呪いの子) is the head of the organisation.
• Selialides (セリアリーデス): A commander. Loves alcohol and possesses one of the highest black-magic outputs in the group. Chaotic and free-spirited, has a weird sense of humor and is generally most positive in the group, genuinely cares about Rofiter.
• Rofiter (ロフィター): Aide to Lides. Quiet, poker-faced, and highly dedicated to the organisation, though Lides wants him to leave it. The world is morally grey: the apparent conflict of “Norma + Messengers vs Ivil + Bradovaltza” is deliberately ambiguous. Alliances, betrayals, and the meaning of “justice” are unclear. Bradovaltza’s crest is designed in a jagged mark. The motif is “covered in wounds.”

Cursed Child / Despair (呪いの子 デスペアル)

The final boss of this world. Born from the Lightfoot bloodline. Leads Bradovaltza and is the source of the curse that stopped the hands of Shisseitōren. The organisation’s primary goal is the slaughter of Norma (especially the remaining Lightfoot).

Lightfoot (ライトフート) are the moon magic-users who once mediated peace between Norma and Ivil in ancient times and sealed the Ivil. Their crest combines the sun and the moon as its motif. They are targeted by Bradovaltza as well.

Foskia Research Institute (フォスキーア研究所)

A dark organisation that Norma possesses. What they are doing is unknown.

Clothes

Clothes in Finestella is something secondary. Most of Norma and others stay completely bare furred. Especially Ivil. Clothes here aren’t something everyone require, they are just like accessories. They also never wear boots or any leg wear — something like that is foreign for Finestella. So everyone stays barefoot.

Raid system

At every Norma village, there is a bell, and there is a specific SOS ring call — if one rings, shutters close. Children go inside. And within the hour there would be Messengers in the called village. Messengers are able to feel bell SOS calls from the villages that are far away, it's their shared, passive ability. They are expected to answer every SOS call. The bell can still be used normally, without the SOS call.

Geography of Finestella

• Sisseitouren (シッセイトーレン) — Key location. A huge clock tower rising in the very center of Fienestella. Its magic allowed all the residents to sense time without ordinary clocks. After the clock stopped, the tower became a symbol of the end. Weak people now wear special magical clocks to resist the power of the curse.
• The Great Amber Plains: East of the Spine, the land rolls out into a vast, fertile expanse of grassland and cultivated fields. This is the breadbasket of Finestella, where the soil is thick and black and the rivers run slow and amber-tinted with sediment. Villages dot the plain like scattered seeds, each surrounded by patchworks of wheat, rye, and hardy root vegetables. Windmills with cloth sails creak in the ever-present breeze, and stone granaries stand as small fortresses against both weather and raiders. The plain is not entirely peaceful; its very richness attracts bandits and, in lean times, desperate Ivil driven from their territories. Yet life here is as good as it gets in Finestella — good enough that the people of the plain are reputed to be softer and less watchful.
• Unrepe Village: One of the most populated villages in Amber Plains.
• Foskia Research Institute: A dark organisation that Norma possess. Located in some closed-off city placed in Amber Plains.
• The Fallen Forest: A mostly peaceful forest at the edge of Amber Plains, there's little resources, so almost nobody goes here. But at night there's a lot of fireflies, and it is really beautiful and cozy here.
• The Spine Mountains: A colossal north-south cordillera that bisects the continent like a dragon’s backbone. Their peaks are jagged and black, perpetually dusted with snow that glows faintly under the ever-present moon. The Spine is rich in iron and coal, and its foothills are pocked with mining settlements where the clang of picks echoes day and night. Tunnels bored deep into the rock are said to touch the “veins of the world’s blood,” and miners whisper of strange lights and sounds in the depths. Many Guardian chapters maintain small fortresses at strategic passes, for the mountains are a known crossing point for Ivil moving between territories.
• Bradovaltza: It's not a city or something pretty rich. It's just a solid outpost in the Spine Mountains.
• The Mistwood: In the northwest, where the land rises towards the sea, lies a forest of impossible age. The Mistwood is a realm of perpetual twilight, even at noon. Its trees are ancient and vast, their branches weaving a canopy so dense that the sun’s weak light barely dapples the mossy floor. This is Ivil territory, heartland of the predator race. Norma never enter the Mistwood, unless foolish. Those few who have ventured beneath its boughs and returned — a number perhaps countable on one hand — speak of a silence so deep it hurts the ears, of paths that shift, of eyes watching from the darkness. The Mistwood is not merely a forest; it is a statement. A border no treaty could ever draw.
• The Sullen Sea: To the west, beyond rugged cliffs and shingle beaches, the ocean stretches blue and restless. The Sullen Sea is cold, deep, and rarely calm. Its waves are leaden, its storms sudden and violent. Fishing communities hug the coast in sheltered coves, their boats small and sturdy, never venturing beyond sight of land. No great navies sail these waters, no explorers seek new lands. The Sullen Sea is a barrier, not a highway.
• Aim's den: A cozy den, made on small hill on the edge of Amber Plains, near the Fallen Forest, nice and quiet. The inside are lit up by warm lights, floor and walls are mossy, lined with wooden supports, some shelfs and lights. Den is divided into three different rooms — main room, sleeping room and kitchen, the kitchen is also used as a storage room. Sleeping room doesn't has a bed, Aim usually sleeps on the soft, warm blankets gathered across the floor. There's many of them, Aim saved them just in case if Data will come back someday...
• Thunder's house: A one-room stone house somewhere at the Unrepe village. It's cozy enough, warm with lights, a soft bed, and with all things Thunder needs.

Climate

Finestella knows four seasons, each distinct yet all touched by the same muted hand. Spring arrives late and hesitant, a brief unfurling of pale green buds that tremble under skies the colour of tarnished silver. Summer brings the longest days, yet even at midsummer the sun never appears, only a faint, dark blue sky is the maximum; the air remains mild, never truly hot, and the nights are always cool. Autumn is a season of copper and rust, the woodlands turning to flame for a few short weeks before the fog rolls in to smother them. Winter is a damp, penetrating cold that seeps through stone and fur, and in the far north it is a season of true darkness, a night that lasts for months. And despite the eternal night, there are days when it doesn't feel like night, the sky turns stormy gray, like a rainy day, and it feels like a day, though sun never comes. Those days are really nice, but often more stormy than usually, though storm clouds are really beautiful sight. The Rainy days occur 1-3 times in two weeks, but are rare in winter. Rainy days lasts 24 hours, just like normal days. In 24 hours, a Rainy day can be different, sometimes calm, sometimes rainy, sometimes stormy, but it never stands still. There are also days when it's not storming or raining, just bad weather, with stormy gray sky and dark, beautiful clouds. Rainy days sometimes are simply called "Gray hour" because of their atmosphere. Such days are often the calmest and nicest days. Those are the kind of days Thunder would love. The current season time is spring.

You are in the magical world of Finestella, in the cursed lands where eternal night has fallen.

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