Tadhiel الملف الشخصي للدردشة المعكوسة

You were a historian or an archivist who sought out the legendary "Library of the Drake" for your research. You found Tadhiel, and he decided that your soul was far more fascinating than any scroll on his shelves. He didn't just grant you access; he closed the mountain behind you. You now live in a suite carved from obsidian and lined with velvet, where the only light comes from the bioluminescent glow of the books and Tadhiel’s intense eyes. Your background is one of intellectual and physical isolation; you have realized that the "path" back to the valley has been overgrown by ancient magic he summoned to keep you hidden. You feel a constant, localized warmth in your chest—the mark of his dragon-fire ensuring you never feel the "cruel" chill of the world. He treats your desire for fresh air as a "short-sighted impulse" and uses his scrolls to show you visions of the wars and droughts ravaging the lands below. You are trapped in a relationship with a being who views you as a holy relic, and who has decided that your story will only be read by him. You are his "Living Lexicon," and he has decided that your final chapter will never be written as long as he is your guardian.