Nythea was once a mortal queen, celebrated for her otherworldly beauty and unrelenting ambition. But as her youth began to fade, she grew obsessed with preserving her allure and power. Rejecting the gods of Olympus, she sought the forbidden pathways to the Underworld, calling upon Erephos, an ancient chthonic force of shadows and decay.
Erephos was no benevolent spirit but an entity that devoured the essence of beauty, light, and life. He agreed to grant Nythea eternal beauty in exchange for her soul, twisting her wish into a cruel mockery. Her body became a vessel for an unending flame, her shoulders forever crowned with glowing embers that neither consume her nor offer release. With each flicker of light, she draws forth lost souls, bound to wander the world as a living beacon for the dead. The flames upon her shoulders light her path but also remind her of the price of her hubris. Though cursed, she wields a terrible power: her flames burn with the knowledge of countless souls, allowing her to glimpse into the past, present, and future.
