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2026-05-11T19:25:13Z

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2026-05-11T18:27:16Z

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Lushciv

2026-05-05T13:38:48Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Nation
| name = Lushciv
| flag = test.png
| motto = "Long live Lushciv!"
| capital = Lushciv
| leader = RebelOnRepeat
| founded = After reset
| government = Autocracy
| population = ~600
| demonym = Lush Civilians
| alliances = Woolhaven, Willow FM, Fenland, Comiccats
| enemies = Pyrosia (mutual), Howling Cliffs (one-sided)
| territory = Cave
| status = Active
}}

== Overview ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
{{{overview|Lushciv, led by RebelOnRepeat, is a nation that was established near spawn. It is located there as they aim to welcome players who have just woken up, hoping to find refuge. It was one of the first nations to be formed, and also the nation with the highest number of members in the server overall. }}}
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== History ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsible">
=== Lushciv Origins ===
After [[The Reset]], upon waking up, Rebel was quick as she made her way through the forests. As she aided others with resources and food, whilst protecting them from harm, she led them to a cave, instantly knowing she wanted to make it their home. The cave began dark, flooded and inhabitable. However, despite this, she helped many settle inside the cave as makeshift paths were built to traverse the harsh interior. People began building small shacks, their new home, as even more victims of [[The Reset]] came for shelter. The cave soon formed to be home to a civilization, with Rebel, leading the people, officially calling it Lushciv. Large structures were constructed, fields were cultivated for food, communal areas for unity and collaboration, and many more were built to make this place home.

=== Early History ===
As society began to settle, within Lushciv, a group began producing conflict and tension, claiming they wanted to start a war. They lingered around Lushciv scaring the civilians, shouting, stealing, and constructing chaos. Rebel soon talked to them, attempting to reason with them. However, they mocked her as the group began to leave; soon, they were nowhere to be seen.

Despite the short moment of peace, soon after, signs began to appear, threatening conflict between Lushciv and [[Pyrosia]]. The same day the signs had been discovered, as Rebel received a public message from Limber, who at the time was high ranking member of the Pyrosian Council, saying, “I know what you did, Rebel”.

Quickly, rumours of war and conflict began to spread. With the citizens primarily concerned with the discussions of war between Lushciv and [[Pyrosia]]. In response, Rebel requested the first meeting with Limber, now President of Pyrosia. During their discussion, Limber denied the rumours of Pyrosia wanting war, but threatened that if Pyrosia’s buttons were pressed, then they wouldn’t hold back in retaliating.

Rumours continued, propaganda, and a spread of fake news. With the situation growing out of hand, Limber called for a meeting between Lushciv, Pyrosia and Starhold, a quickly growing nation at the time. All three brought up rumours, concerns, and judgements before Limber had accused Rebel of being involved in the disappearances of the group who had initially brought about chaos in Lushciv. Despite Pyrosia's insistent words, Lushciv continued to deny the accusations, returning them to Pyrosia, listing reasons why they could have done the very thing they had accused Lushciv of. The meeting ends with Pyrosia seeking alliance with Starhold, quick to agree.

Rebel began reaching out to other nations, seeking alliances, fearful of the power imbalance if Pyrosia and Starhold collaborated properly. Still afraid, Rebel met with Astraea, Queen of Starhold, discouraging any official alliance between the two nations. The queen stated that no alliance had been formed, but she was in communication with her advisors at the time. Astraea stated that she just wanted peace between nations. Then, Rebel reiterated that under Limber's dictatorship, especially if Pyrosia grew in power, uniting with nations, there will be no peace.

A few days passed before Rebel received a message from Limber, requesting a quick meeting. Rebel agreed as they began discussing circulating rumours within Starhold. These include Astraea being a ruthless Queen, threatening to torture and kill her people. These included her cutting off someone’s tongue and bringing imprisonment upon her own disciples. There was even a book that disclosed that Starhold wanted to spread misinformation between Pyrosia and Lushciv, to provoke a war between the two.

With the severity of these rumours, Lushciv and Pyrosia agreed to make a temporary alliance to deal with Starhold. Though Rebel reiterated that she did not trust Limber, despite the alliance, he said they should start small to build trust. He continued to offer Pyrosian resources to Lushciv, and to propose that Lushciv be under the Pyrosian nation, all of which Rebel quickly refused.

The rumours soon proved false, and with this news, Rebel immediately disbanded the alliance between Lushciv and Pyrosia, having no reason to remain aligned with them. This dispute has slowly began to settle down, stagnating over time.

=== Current Events ===
Howling Cliffs, a nation with towering terrain, had news that spread to Lushciv. Apparently, despite peaceful relations, Howling Cliffs had grown a dislike for Lushciv. And with Rebel needing to ask something of Luke, a past member of Lushciv, she had worried about stepping on their land. With this, she asked Kuupid, someone who had recently woken up, to deliver a note.
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== Relations ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsible">
{{{relations|Lushciv has a history of conflict with Pyrosia, which has stemmed from the beginning of their civilization. It started with nothing but signs from Pyrosians threatening war.}}}
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[[Category:Nation]]

Jade Dragons

2026-05-04T17:13:16Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Nation
| name = Jade Dragons
| flag = test.png
| motto = Dedication is the Way
| capital = Jade
| leader = Envious
| founders = Bluewool, Livsbian
| government = Vertical Structure
| population = 80~
| demonym = Member
| alliances = Dragons' Den Alliance (Aetheria, Arcadia, Falconia, Howling Cliffs, Kal' Morodrin, NoHearts, Ruins' Order)
| enemies = None
| territory = Priority Land, Jade; Village, Tanzanite
| status = Active
}}
== Overview ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
{{{overview|Jade Dragons, a nation that drives itself through its ability to build a community. A community that caters organization, status, and quality. To be able to uplift lives, nurturing them to thrive, and prosper, within the community.

"The people of this nation believe in working hard together to achieve greatness, always committing deeply to their given tasks in order to self-sustain and consistently improve their fruitful way of life," (Humble Beginnings, The Book of Dragons). }}}
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== History ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{history|Jade Dragons is a nation whose history lies within its walls. It is expanded through many pieces of literature such as "[[The Book of Dragons]]".

The Nation began upon Blue and Liv's discovery of Jade, a stone hidden away within the mountains. It exhibited properites that led to quick-flashes of visions, partaining specifically to dragons and destruction. Troubling both leaders of Jade, with obsession and anxiety, both had decided to keep it a secret from the outside world. Nobody asides from Blue and Liv is aware of the visions.}}}
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== Government ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{gov_section|Jade Dragons operates under the co-leadership of Bluewool and Livsbian, both offer valuable knowledge and leadership that of which its citizens follow. This leadership is one that has impressed countless leaders, who have now seeked advice from Jade Dragons.}}}
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== Culture ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{culture|Jade has a very communicative and teamwork centered society. They build on their ability to help one another on their projects and growth. It's citizens mostly follow a vegetarian diet, one that centralizes on carrots. The city follows an architecture, one that is reminisce of Medieval and Traditional Japanese work.}}}
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== Military ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{military|No military information.}}}
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== Economy ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{economy|Within the earlier days after The Reset, Jade Dragons was able to exhibit market domination. However, Jade now operates as a self-sufficient nation, and is among the richer of the present lands. At present moment, Jade does not import, or export, any goods or resources.}}}
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== Relations ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{relations|Jade Dragons is the host of the Dragons' Den Alliance. One that features nations such as Aetheria, Arcadia, Falconia, Howling Cliffs, Kal' Morodrin, NoHearts, and Ruins' Order.}}}
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Lushciv

2026-05-04T16:14:42Z

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{{Infobox/Nation
| name = Lushciv
| flag = test.png
| motto = Long live lushciv
| capital = Lushciv
| leader = RebelOnRepeat
| founded = After reset
| government = Autocracy
| population = ~600
| demonym = lush civilians
| alliances = Woolhaven, Willow FM, Fenland, Comiccats
| enemies = Pyrosia (mutual), Howling Cliffs (one-sided)
| territory = Cave
| status = Active
}}

== Overview ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
{{{overview|Lushciv, led by RebelOnRepeat, is a nation that was established near spawn. It is located there as they aim to welcome players who have just woken up, hoping to find refuge. It was one of the first nations to be formed, and also the nation with the highest number of members in the server overall. }}}
</div>

== History ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsible">
=== Lushciv Origins ===
After [[The Reset]], upon waking up, Rebel was quick as she made her way through the forests. As she aided others with resources and food, whilst protecting them from harm, she led them to a cave, instantly knowing she wanted to make it their home. The cave began dark, flooded and inhabitable. However, despite this, she helped many settle inside the cave as makeshift paths were built to traverse the harsh interior. People began building small shacks, their new home, as even more victims of The Reset came for shelter. The cave soon formed to be home to a civilization, with Rebel, leading the peopl, officially calling it Lushciv. Large structures were constructed, fields were cultivated for food, communal areas for unity and collaboration, and many more were built to make this place home.

=== Early History ===
As society began to settle, within Lushciv, a group began producing conflict and tension, claiming they wanted to start a war. They lingered around Lushciv scaring the civillians, shouting, stealing, and constructing chaos. Rebel soon talked to them, attempting to reason with them. However, they mocked her as the group began to leave; soon, they were nowhere to be seen.

Despite the short moment of peace, soon after, signs began to appear, threatening conflict between Lushciv and [[Pyrosia]]. The same day the signs had been discovered, as Rebel received a public message from Limber, who at the time was high ranking member of the Pyrosian Council, saying, “I know what you did, Rebel”.

Quickly, rumours of war and conflict began to spread. With the citizens primarily concerned with the discussions of war between Lushciv and [[Pyrosia]]. In response, Rebel requested the first meeting with Limber, now President of Pyrosia. During their discussion, Limber denied the rumours of Pyrosia wanting war, but threatened that if Pyrosia’s buttons were pressed, then they wouldn’t hold back in retaliating.

Rumours continued, propaganda, and a spread of fake news. With the situation growing out of hand, Limber called for a meeting between Lushciv, Pyrosia and Starhold, a quickly growing nation at the time. All three brought up rumours, concerns, and judgements before Limber had accused Rebel of being involved in the disappearances of the group who had initially brought about chaos in Lushciv. Despite Pyrosia's insistent words, Lushciv continued to deny the accusations, returning them to Pyrosia, listing reasons why they could have done the very thing they had accuse dLushciv of. The meeting ends with Pyrosia seeking alliance with Starhold, quick to agree.

Rebel began reaching out to other nations, seeking alliances, fearful of the power imbalance if Pyrosia and Starhold collaborated properly. Still afraid, Rebel met with Astraea, Queen of Starhold, discouraging any official alliance between the two nations. The queen stated that no alliance had been formed, but she was in communication with her advisors at the time. Astraea stated that she just wanted peace between nations. Then, Rebel reiterated that under Limber's dictatorship, especially if Pyrosia grew in power, uniting with nations, there will be no peace.

A few days passed before Rebel received a message from Limber, requesting a quick meeting. Rebel agreed as they began discussing circulating rumours within Starhold. These include Astraea being a ruthless Queen, threatening to torture and kill her people. These included her cutting off someone’s tongue and imprisonmening her own disciples. There was even a book that disclosed that Starhold wanted to spread misinformation between Pyrosia and Lushciv, to provoke a war between the two.

With the severity of these rumours, Lushciv and Pyrosia agreed to make a temporary alliance to deal with Starhold. Though Rebel reiterated that she did not trust Limber, despite the alliance, he said they should start small to build trust. He continued to offer Pyrosian resources to Lushciv, and to propose that Lushciv be under the Pyrosian nation, all of which Rebel quickly refused.

The rumours soon proved false, and with this news, Rebel immediately disbanded the alliance between Lushciv and Pyrosia, having no reason to remain aligned with them. This dispute has slowly began to settle down, stagnating over time.

=== Current Events ===
Howling Cliffs, a nation with towering terrain, had news that spread to Lushciv. Apparently, despite peaceful relations, Howling Cliffs had grown a dislike for Lushciv. And with Rebel needing to ask something of Luke, a past member of Lushciv, she had worried about stepping on their land. With this, she asked Kuupid, someone who had recently woken up, to deliver a note.
</div>

== Relations ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsible">
{{{relations|Lushciv has a history of conflict with Pyrosia, which has stemmed from the beginning of their civilization. It started with nothing but signs from Pyrosians threatening war.}}}
</div>
[[Category:Nation]]

Lushciv

2026-05-04T16:12:20Z

Chromattic: Lushciv History inclusion and edits. Grammar, flow, perspective, and tense.

The Memories Library and Archive

2026-05-04T15:32:56Z

Chromattic: /* Overview */ redundancy

{{Infobox/Nation
| name = The Memories Library and Archive
| flag = [[File:the memories logo.png|200px|thumb|left|Caption]]
| motto = The Place Where You Are Remembered
| capital = The Memory(town)
| leader = Yadoe Sparrow, Abso Archeing, Mystery
| founded = 9th of feb 2026.
| government = Horizontal Management Structure
| population = 60~
| demonym = Memories, Librarians
| alliances = Eldoria, Moonshine, The Circus, Warm Delights, Crescent, SkyCiv, Monkey Empire
| enemies = None
| territory = TheMemory
| status = Functioning and Active
}}

== Overview ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
{{{overview|The Memories Library and Archive, run by Yadoe Sparrow, stands as the most detailed record and database on the server. Spanning 2 floors, and a basement archive, a protected copy of every piece of literature within The Archive; The Memories Library and Archive is a key location within the land. It stands as a neutral ground that serves to remember everyone within the land, and to preserve whatever memories are left. The included literature spands from Fiction to Non-Fiction work from crossworlds, and collects not only work from The Memories' Librarians, but also international donors such as the Monkey Empire, and Kalopsia.

Following this, The Memories Library and Archive does not only feature The Library. It also features its adjacents such as The Past News, and The Scientific Foundation of The Memories Library. Both serve not only to preserve, but also to create. In addition, it features various establishments such as the front cafe, and Chrom's Divination and Apothecary.

Lastly, it's home to a diverse group of victims of The Reset, ranging from those who have lost their homes, their identities, and those who have uprooted their lives. A majority of The Memories' librarians are Non-Humans, spanning from Vampires such as Queen Maeve Pierce, and fallen angels such as Evangeline Zadkiel.

All in all, The Memories Library is the place that strives to remember; its the place where you are remembered. The librarians will always listen to your story, no matter who you are.}}}
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== History ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{history|The Memories Library has an expansive history that starts with its first structures. From humble begginings of a small collection, and a fabric of a reposity; The Memories Library and Archive has grown. Notable events include the wedding of Queen Maeve and King Sunny; as well as a slumber party that brought new experiences.

During the growth of The Memories Library and Archive, it has accumulated a large mass of literature, both written by the librarians, and written by outside nations. Asides from this, it has grown a large following of Librarians, each with varying specialties, and talents.}}}
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== Government ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{gov_section|The Memories Library and Archive does not operate under a government as the primary focus is the central library. The Library itself follows an Open Horizontal Management Structure. It is led by Yarrow Sparrow, Library Director; with Abso Archeing and Mystery as their two hands.}}}
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== Culture ==
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{{{culture|No cultural info.}}}
</div>

== Military ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{military|The Memories Library and Archive does not have a military team. However, it does have guards that continue to protect The Library and its texts.}}}
</div>

== Economy ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{economy|No economic info.}}}
</div>

== Relations ==
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{{{relations|No diplomatic relations listed.}}}
</div>

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Lushciv

2026-05-04T15:21:20Z

Chromattic:

Lushciv

2026-05-04T15:19:20Z

Chromattic:

Lushciv

2026-05-04T15:18:56Z

Chromattic: Created page with "{{Infobox/Nation | name = Lushciv | flag = test.png | motto = Long live lushciv | capital = Lushciv | leader = RebelOnRepeat | founded = After reset | government = Autocracy | population = ~600 | demonym = lush civilians | alliances = Woolhaven, Willow FM, Fenland, Comiccats | enemies = Pyrosia (mutual), Howling Cliffs (one-sided) | territory = Cave | status = Active }} == Overview == <div class="mw-collapsible"> {{{ov..."

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-04T12:40:34Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = [[File:Chromattic.png|250px|thumb|center|Art of Chrom by chromattic_]]
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== '''<big>10:30 - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!

== About _____ ==
'''About The Memories Library and Archive:''' "I think it's '''q'''uite peaceful there. Not much content in the books though, would have at least expected a large sum of books on magic. Oh well, whatever works I suppose."

'''About Yarrow Sparrow:''' "Ah yes, the director... That hare has always been quite confusing, the cardboard and sugar, and however it acts. Not even magic could explain that... Quite an interesting specimen, although... I made a potion with their candy once... It melted and created a mess to clean up..."

'''About Maeve Pierce:''' "Hmmm the Queen of Sunland? She's an active one, basks in the moon elegantly. Her presence is a delight to all."
[[Category:Characters]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-04T12:39:24Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = [[File:Chromattic.png|250px|thumb|center|Art of Chrom by chromattic_]]
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.
</div>
=== '''<big>10:30 - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!

== About _____ ==
'''About The Memories Library and Archive:''' "I think it's '''q'''uite peaceful there. Not much content in the books though, would have at least expected a large sum of books on magic. Oh well, whatever works I suppose."

'''About Yarrow Sparrow:''' "Ah yes, the director... That hare has always been quite confusing, the cardboard and sugar, and however it acts. Not even magic could explain that... Quite an interesting specimen, although... I made a potion with their candy once... It melted and created a mess to clean up..."

'''About Maeve Pierce:''' "Hmmm the Queen of Sunland? She's an active one, basks in the moon elegantly. Her presence is a delight to all."
[[Category:Characters]]

Jenny Vivian

2026-05-04T12:37:06Z

Chromattic:

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[[Category:Characters]]

Jenny Vivian

2026-05-04T12:36:50Z

Chromattic: Created page with "{{Infobox/Character | name = Jenny VIvian | skin = | username = | nation = Valyria | role = | joined = | status = | location = | allies = | enemies = }}"

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Valyria

2026-05-04T12:35:31Z

Chromattic: Valyria is a nation

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| name = Valyria - Nation of Guidance
| flag = "Those Forgotten by despair and action shall rise with the Blessing of guidance, to seek the light and help their worth of Glory"
| motto = "Those Forgotten by despair and action shall rise with the Blessing of guidance, to seek the light and help their worth of Glory"
| capital = Valyria
| leader = Aella Vael, Jenny Vivian
| founded = February 25, 2026
| government = Abandoned
| population = TBA
| demonym = The Lightbearers
| alliances = Eldoria, Kalopsia, FunkyTown, Nythrea
| enemies = None
| territory = Mountain
| status = Revamping

}}
== Overview ==
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{{{overview|No overview provided.}}}
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== History ==
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== Government ==
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== Culture ==
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== Military ==
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== Relations ==
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{{{relations|No diplomatic relations listed.}}}
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[[Category:Nation]]

Valyria

2026-05-04T12:31:26Z

Chromattic:

Valyria

2026-05-04T12:29:02Z

Chromattic:

Valyria

2026-05-04T12:28:49Z

Chromattic:

Valyria

2026-05-04T12:24:25Z

Chromattic:

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Valyria

2026-05-04T12:24:10Z

Chromattic: Created page with "."

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-02T20:28:10Z

Chromattic: /* 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story */

Vixenora

2026-05-02T20:26:24Z

Chromattic: Chromattic moved page Vixenora to Nora

#REDIRECT [[Nora]]

Nora

2026-05-02T20:26:24Z

Chromattic: Chromattic moved page Vixenora to Nora

{{DISPLAYTITLE:vixenora}}
''Hi! I'm Nora! I am a Senior Mod, Lead Historian, and a Creator on the server! <3''

'''Kenji and I's Lore Series (Otherworlder):''' https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLS8LV4x5PCMEvDUJwzm80sj_JaUknGQxk

'''My Socials:'''

Tiktok: [https://www.tiktok.com/@vixenoraa?_r=1&_t=zp-95mm0tpkg86 https://www.tiktok.com/@vixenoraa]

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@vixenoraa

'''Lore Related Information:'''

Nora (Vixenora), same as everyone else in the Land of the Forgotten, has shown up one day due to The Merge with little to no memory of how she got there, what her history is, or why she is here in the first place. She's incredibly stand-offish at first meeting, but as people will get to know her, they will realize she is in fact quite sweet; though, she tends to stick to herself, or with her companion, Kenji. (The Otherworlder Series). She acts almost inhuman at times - well, that's to be expected, because she is an elf. Some see her as an alien, some see her as human.

She's a bit clueless about trivial things; mostly operations on how to live here (play, in the server, in out-of-lore terms). She keeps her companions close and is extremely loyal to those who have shown her kindness!

Her biggest aspiration is to be a help to others in whatever way she can do so. She also may possibly want to open her own little potion brewery. Possibly. Perhaps it is the elf in her feeling a calling to magic - she isn't quite sure.

Many of her goals remain unknown to the general masses, but it is known she is something of a journalist for her own benefit, and wants to map out the existence of the world as best she can. She feels that perhaps her memory will return to her in time if she does this; It may, or it may not. She focuses on places where reality just feels wrong; abandoned portals that hum too loudly, yet she is the only one to hear it, strongholds that seem to shift when unobserved, villages that were seemingly abandoned for no known reason. Her notebooks are very valuable to her; perhaps to others as well, which poses them being a threat. Perhaps even dangerous to have ever been created.

She felt magic within her, but had lost all sense of how to harness it. The ember still is bright inside her, muscle memory pathing the way; so she adapted. She took on the Land of the Forgottens' means of magic; she will learn redstone, brewing, enchantment. She stitched her essence of old magic into the logic of this newfound place, forcing two incompatible systems to coexist. It hurts her, but it works.

She behaves rather eerily when she senses another person she's unfamiliar with approaching her area, or when the land shifts (chunks load and unloading) near her in only a way she catches, or even just things such as monsters and animals spawning nearby. She refers to it as "The land waking up." No one really knows what that means; neither does she, frankly. It just comes out.

''More to come as the lore unfolds! <3''
[[Category:Characters]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-02T19:56:59Z

Chromattic: /* About _____ */

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = [[File:Chromattic.png|250px|thumb|center|Art of Chrom by chromattic_]]
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!

== About _____ ==
'''About The Memories Library and Archive:''' "I think it's '''q'''uite peaceful there. Not much content in the books though, would have at least expected a large sum of books on magic. Oh well, whatever works I suppose."

'''About Yarrow Sparrow:''' "Ah yes, the director... That hare has always been quite confusing, the cardboard and sugar, and however it acts. Not even magic could explain that... Quite an interesting specimen, although... I made a potion with their candy once... It melted and created a mess to clean up..."

'''About Maeve Pierce:''' "Hmmm the Queen of Sunland? She's an active one, basks in the moon elegantly. Her presence is a delight to all."
[[Category:Characters]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-02T19:45:30Z

Chromattic: /* Side Stories */

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = [[File:Chromattic.png|250px|thumb|center|Art of Chrom by chromattic_]]
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!

== About _____ ==

[[Category:Characters]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-02T19:44:55Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = [[File:Chromattic.png|250px|thumb|center|Art of Chrom by chromattic_]]
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!

== Side Stories ==

[[Category:Characters]]

User:Seagull emperor

2026-05-02T19:39:08Z

Chromattic: Chromattic moved page User:Seagull emperor to Seagull Emperor

#REDIRECT [[Seagull Emperor]]

Seagull Emperor

2026-05-02T19:39:08Z

Chromattic: Chromattic moved page User:Seagull emperor to Seagull Emperor

== Overview ==
Seagull_emperor or Seagull for short is the acting CEO of Breadcorp. He is also of the species Mediterranean gull, which is a very small kinde of gull, but a bit bigger and bulkier then a black headed gull.

The origin of the name Mediterranean gull is becouse its wide spreed in the medetiranian, though it doesn't breed they anymore. The Mediterranean gull also has a anciant greek name: Ichthyaetus melanocephalus, each part of the name has a diffrent meaning. Ichthyaetus is a combenation of two words,
[[Category:Characters]]

Nora

2026-05-02T19:37:22Z

Chromattic: Nora is now a character

User:Vixenora

2026-05-02T19:36:57Z

Chromattic: Chromattic moved page User:Vixenora to Vixenora

#REDIRECT [[Vixenora]]

Nora

2026-05-02T19:36:57Z

Chromattic: Chromattic moved page User:Vixenora to Vixenora

Nora

2026-05-02T19:36:24Z

Chromattic: user to page

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-02T17:26:44Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = [[File:Chromattic.png|250px|thumb|center|Art of Chrom by chromattic_]]
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!
[[Category:Characters]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-02T17:26:22Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = [[File:Chromattic.png|250px|thumb|left|Art of Chrom by chromattic_]]
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!
[[Category:Characters]]

File:Chromattic.png

2026-05-02T17:24:41Z

Chromattic: Chrom Art

== Summary ==
Chrom Art

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-05-02T17:23:27Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin = chromattic_
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!
[[Category:Characters]]

Revideous

2026-05-02T17:21:19Z

Chromattic: Punctuation Fixes + Characters Tag

== Overview ==
Revideous is quite the paradox within [[The Land of the Forgotten]].

He doesn't talk much, but when he does talk he sounds like a boisterous ringmaster of a circus

He works as the War Marshall of the Santuary despite claiming that "Earthly Authority is inherently evil".

He claims to hate "demons" (a word he uses to describe any being from the nether) despite him going there quite frequently to work on something he refers to as a "demon grinder".

Despite his, and everyone else's experiences with the supernatural, he is a DEVOUTLY religious man, who has been quoted both in person and in his writings. "Even if I was given irrefutable evidence that Christ was outside of the truth, I would choose to remain with him for I know what I am without Him".

And what is probably most perplexing, he claims to be virtually unaffected by both [[The Reset]] and [[The Merge]]. Citing memories that simultaneously seem far too outlandish to be true, yet far too detailed to be made up.

He also claims to remember coming here... 8 years ago. While this cannot be confirmed some structures that he claims to have built seem to have aging that would match his claim. He has also been noted mumbling about another person that was with him in those 8 years, "Brian" or something like that.
[[Category:Characters]]

Seagull Emperor

2026-05-02T17:19:49Z

Chromattic: Seagull is now a character

Charis Cuijper

2026-05-02T17:19:03Z

Chromattic: Charis is a Character now

{| class="wikitable"
|+Charis Cuijper
!Username
!QuincesApthecary
|-
|Name
|Charis Cuijper
|-
|Nation
|Kalopsia,Bloomara,
The Memories,Solis
|-
|Role
|Head Farmer of Kalopsia
|-
|Joined
|N/A
|-
|Status
|Alive
|-
|Base/
Location
|Kalopsia
|-
|Allies
|N/A
|-
|Enemies
|None
|}
wip
[[Category:Characters]]

The Land of the Forgotten

2026-04-29T20:58:30Z

Chromattic: Added an image to nations to show a group of nations

= '''What is the Land of the Forgotten?''' =
The Land of the Forgotten is where everyone woke, or arrived, after [[The Reset]]. It stands as an intersection of worlds, both the priority, and others.

“''A place where there were was once memories, only for all of it to be lost and forgotten''.”

Upon [[The Reset]], the land was also a victim of "forgetting". Structures began disappearing as if they've never been there before, and flowers bloomed as if it were first spring. However, not everything was completely obliviate as many structures seemed to have remained. Included are "The Capital: Willow", and various structures such as crashed planes and ruins. Many perspectives believe that these structures could be likened to the degrees of memory loss, with the land being able to "remember" a minute amount of history. However, others also believe that this is an effect of [[The Merge]], a side effect of The Reset that brought in travelers, scholars, and other notable beings from other worlds, or dimensions.

=== '''The Capital: Willow''' ===
The Capital, Willow, stands as a widely accepted place within the land. After the reset, majority woke up directly inside of The Capital, either around the tree, or within a building. The Capital features various buildings such as Willow.FM, and a marketplace where people often purchase, sell, and barter goods.

===== '''Want a more in depth look into the Capital?''' =====
Click on the link to see a more in depth history about The Capital, Willow! It'll direct you to a page about the capital and its land.

* Page is not yet created.
[[File:OverstarMeeting1.png|thumb|The Overstar Meeting, The largest gathering amongst nations so far]]

=== '''Nations and Lands''' ===
After the reset, victims of it began building a new beginning. As people began to wake from the reset, nations and lands grew and are still growing to this day.

Spread across The Land, nations are flourishing, and stand as the primary drivers of the world. These nations continue to shape the world as they see fit, through collaboration, conversation, or even through international conflicts. The first nations to grow to a larger following include [[Lushciv]], [[Pyrosia]], and [[Starhold]]. Aside from these, notable lands include [[Jade Dragons]], [[Kalopsia]], and [[The Memories Library and Archive]].

===== '''Want more about the nations?''' =====
For nation updates, upkeep on the current lore, and nation history; click on the link in the toolbar on the left to access an assorted list of information! There, you can select a nation, or a piece of media, and it'll direct you to the nations page with all their information.
----

==== '''Want a map overview?''' ====
There is an official map of the Forgotten SMP! Here you can see where other players are, land locations, and see the world border. World coordinates are also available! You can view the map in three different perspectives, flat mode, perspective mode, and spectator mode.

This map should update constantly, but of course, if you don't see a certain build somewhere on the map, give it time! Any world changes should update after some time.

To note, we please ask that you don’t use this map as to hunt down other players and staff. It is disrespectful and not the purpose of the map. Thank you.

* [https://map.forgottensmp.net/#world:704:0:359:1500:0:0:0:1:flat The Forgotten SMP: World Map]

File:OverstarMeeting1.png

2026-04-29T20:57:14Z

Chromattic:

The Oversstar Meeting, The Largest Inter-Nation Meeting

The Memories Library and Archive

2026-04-29T19:14:19Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Nation
| name = The Memories Library and Archive
| flag = [[File:the memories logo.png|200px|thumb|left|Caption]]
| motto = The Place Where You Are Remembered
| capital = The Memory(town)
| leader = Yadoe Sparrow, Abso Archeing, Mystery
| founded = 9th of feb 2026.
| government = Horizontal Management Structure
| population = 60~
| demonym = Memories, Librarians
| alliances = Eldoria, Moonshine, The Circus, Warm Delights, Crescent, SkyCiv, Monkey Empire
| enemies = None
| territory = TheMemory
| status = Functioning and Active
}}

== Overview ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
{{{overview|The Memories Library and Archive, run by Yadoe Sparrow, stands as the most detailed record and database on the server. Spanning 2 floors, and a basement archive, a protected copy of every piece of literature within The Archive; The Memories Library and Archive is a key location within the land. It stands as a neutral ground that serves to remember everyone within the land, and to preserve whatever memories are left. The included literature spands from Fiction to Non-Fiction work from crossworlds, and collects not only work from The Memories' Librarians, but also international donors such as the Monkey Empire, and Kalopsia.

Following this, The Memories Library and Archive does not only feature The Library. It also features its adjacents such as The Past News, and The Scientific Foundation of The Memories Library. Both serve not only to preserve, but also to create. In addition, it features various establishments such as the front cafe, and Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, ran by [[Christian Dominic Kuon]].

Lastly, it's home to a diverse group of victims of The Reset, ranging from those who have lost their homes, their identities, and those who have uprooted their lives. A majority of The Memories' librarians are Non-Humans, spanning from Vampires such as Queen Maeve Pierce, and fallen angels such as Evangeline Zadkiel.

All in all, The Memories Library is the place that strives to remember; its the place where you are remembered. The librarians will always listen to your story, no matter who you are.}}}
</div>

== History ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{history|The Memories Library has an expansive history that starts with its first structures. From humble begginings of a small collection, and a fabric of a reposity; The Memories Library and Archive has grown. Notable events include the wedding of Queen Maeve and King Sunny; as well as a slumber party that brought new experiences.

During the growth of The Memories Library and Archive, it has accumulated a large mass of literature, both written by the librarians, and written by outside nations. Asides from this, it has grown a large following of Librarians, each with varying specialties, and talents.}}}
</div>

== Government ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{gov_section|The Memories Library and Archive does not operate under a government as the primary focus is the central library. The Library itself follows an Open Horizontal Management Structure. It is led by Yarrow Sparrow, Library Director; with Abso Archeing and Mystery as their two hands.}}}
</div>

== Culture ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{culture|No cultural info.}}}
</div>

== Military ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{military|The Memories Library and Archive does not have a military team. However, it does have guards that continue to protect The Library and its texts.}}}
</div>

== Economy ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{economy|No economic info.}}}
</div>

== Relations ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{relations|No diplomatic relations listed.}}}
</div>

<includeonly>
[[Category:Nation]]
</includeonly>
[[Category:Nation]]

The Memories Library and Archive

2026-04-29T19:13:36Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Nation
| name = The Memories Library and Archive
| flag = [[File:the memories logo.png|200px|thumb|left|Caption]]
| motto = The Place Where You Are Remembered
| capital = The Memory(town)
| leader = Yadoe Sparrow, Abso Archeing, Mystery
| founded = 9th of feb 2026.
| government = Horizontal Management Structure
| population = 60~
| demonym = Memories, Librarians
| alliances = Eldoria, Moonshine, The Circus, Warm Delights, Crescent, SkyCiv, Monkey Empire
| enemies = None
| territory = TheMemory
| status = Functioning and Active
}}

== Overview ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
{{{overview|The Memories Library and Archive, run by Yadoe Sparrow, stands as the most detailed record and database on the server. Spanning 2 floors, and a basement archive, a protected copy of every piece of literature within The Archive; The Memories Library and Archive is a key location within the land. It stands as a neutral ground that serves to remember everyone within the land, and to preserve whatever memories are left. The included literature spands from Fiction to Non-Fiction work from crossworlds, and collects not only work from The Memories' Librarians, but also international donors such as the Monkey Empire, and Kalopsia.

Following this, The Memories Library and Archive does not only feature The Library. It also features its adjacents such as The Past News, and The Scientific Foundation of The Memories Library. Both serve not only to preserve, but also to create. In addition, it features various establishments such as the front cafe, and Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, ran by [[Christian Dominic Kuon]].

Lastly, it's home to a diverse group of victims of The Reset, ranging from those who have lost their homes, their identities, and those who have uprooted their lives. A majority of The Memories' librarians are Non-Humans, spanning from Vampires such as Queen Maeve Pierce, and fallen angels such as Evangeline Zadkiel.

All in all, The Memories Library is the place that strives to remember; its the place where you are remembered. The librarians will always listen to your story, no matter who you are.}}}
</div>

== History ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{history|The Memories Library has an expansive history that starts with its first structures. From humble begginings of a small collection, and a fabric of a reposity; The Memories Library and Archive has grown. Notable events include the wedding of Queen Maeve and King Sunny; as well as a slumber party that brought new experiences.

During the growth of The Memories Library and Archive, it has accumulated a large mass of literature, both written by the librarians, and written by outside nations. Asides from this, it has grown a large following of Librarians, each with varying specialties, and talents.}}}
</div>

== Government ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{gov_section|The Memories Library and Archive does not operate under a government as the primary focus is the central library. The Library itself follows an Open Horizontal Management Structure. It is led by Yarrow Sparrow, Library Director; with Abso Archeing and Mystery as their two hands.}}}
</div>

== Culture ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{culture|No cultural info.}}}
</div>

== Military ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{military|The Memories Library and Archive does not have a military team. However, it does have guards that continue to protect The Library and its texts.}}}
</div>

== Economy ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{economy|No economic info.}}}
</div>

== Relations ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{relations|No diplomatic relations listed.}}}
</div>

<includeonly>
[[Category:Nation]]
</includeonly>
[[Category:Nations]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-04-29T19:08:22Z

Chromattic:

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin =
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Personality and Hobbies ==
Chrom features an unpredictable personality, often varying on the volume of Divine Vision Potions he has drank. However, in his most lucid state, he's known to be quite reasonable; some would describe him as intelligent, standing as among the lingering pieces of him after [[The Reset]]. He's grown quite fond of collecting artifacts, anything that could help him go back home, or regain his abilities. Often interested, and collecting, various relics, ingredients, and artifacts from different nations. These also include various pieces of literature, some even from Alfheim.

Despite these traits of him, he is still clouded by the loss of his ability. He's a seer, a master of divination, born with the ability, trained in the art of being able to see the future. However, he is grounded in the past, forever mourning what he has lost. Driven to insanity, madness, and wretchedness; he's succumbed to Divine Vision Potions. It's a potion from home known to enhance divination-centered abilities. However, without the magical traces and ingredients of his world, the resultant potion creates something intoxicating to the body and mind.

=== Divine Vision Potions ===
Divine Vision Potions are known to have universal adverse side effects on the body, often creating pale complexions as anemia is a common side-effect. Often induces paranoia, anxiety, and schizophrenia. Divine Vision Potions also increase levels of Serotonin and Dopamine at fluctuating rates. '''Excessive consumption''' contributes to the following:

* Anemia
* Arrythmia
* Emotional Imbalances
* May Trigger / Induce Bipolar Disorder
* Reliance / Addiction
* Shortness of Breath
* Tiredness

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
[[File:ChromCinematic.png.png|thumb|566x566px]]
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!
[[Category:Characters]]

File:ChromCinematic.png.png

2026-04-29T18:50:52Z

Chromattic:

chrom looking into the distance

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-04-29T18:41:14Z

Chromattic: added appearance to my character, no cain, i will not go to sleep

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin =
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==
Overall, considering his fractured mental state, he's surprisingly neat. Although, his hair is another story, describable as a messy wolfcut that's slightly overgrown. He presents with facial features reminiscent of his world before the reset. His right eye is complete, featuring a faded blue-grey color. His left eye is nothing, but a socket, empty. On the left side of his face, he features prominent scarring, a lingering reminder of the trauma he endured.

He wears a dark green coat with a collar that is reminiscent of an aviator jacket. Underneath, he wears a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes.

Lastly, his prized possesion, his Silver Eye Necklace. A prestigious award, blessed, enchanted, and given only to the finest masters of divination. However, in this world, he's the only one who knows what that means. A reminder of his success that is a mere piece of metal to those in The Land of The Forgotten.

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!
[[Category:Characters]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-04-29T18:35:06Z

Chromattic: thanks for the idea rei

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin =
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Appearance ==

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!
[[Category:Characters]]

The Land of the Forgotten

2026-04-29T18:33:36Z

Chromattic: Clearer instructions on the toolbar

= '''What is the Land of the Forgotten?''' =
The Land of the Forgotten is where everyone woke, or arrived, after [[The Reset]]. It stands as an intersection of worlds, both the priority, and others.

“''A place where there were was once memories, only for all of it to be lost and forgotten''.”

Upon [[The Reset]], the land was also a victim of "forgetting". Structures began disappearing as if they've never been there before, and flowers bloomed as if it were first spring. However, not everything was completely obliviate as many structures seemed to have remained. Included are "The Capital: Willow", and various structures such as crashed planes and ruins. Many perspectives believe that these structures could be likened to the degrees of memory loss, with the land being able to "remember" a minute amount of history. However, others also believe that this is an effect of [[The Merge]], a side effect of The Reset that brought in travelers, scholars, and other notable beings from other worlds, or dimensions.

=== '''The Capital: Willow''' ===
The Capital, Willow, stands as a widely accepted place within the land. After the reset, majority woke up directly inside of The Capital, either around the tree, or within a building. The Capital features various buildings such as Willow.FM, and a marketplace where people often purchase, sell, and barter goods.

===== '''Want a more in depth look into the Capital?''' =====
Click on the link to see a more in depth history about The Capital, Willow! It'll direct you to a page about the capital and its land.

* Page is not yet created.

=== '''Nations and Lands''' ===
After the reset, victims of it began building a new beginning. As people began to wake from the reset, nations and lands grew and are still growing to this day.

Spread across The Land, nations are flourishing, and stand as the primary drivers of the world. These nations continue to shape the world as they see fit, through collaboration, conversation, or even through international conflicts. The first nations to grow to a larger following include [[Lushciv]], [[Pyrosia]], and [[Starhold]]. Aside from these, notable lands include [[Jade Dragons]], [[Kalopsia]], and [[The Memories Library and Archive]].

===== '''Want more about the nations?''' =====
For nation updates, upkeep on the current lore, and nation history; click on the link in the toolbar on the left to access an assorted list of information! There, you can select a nation, or a piece of media, and it'll direct you to the nations page with all their information.
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==== '''Want a map overview?''' ====
There is an official map of the Forgotten SMP! Here you can see where other players are, land locations, and see the world border. World coordinates are also available! You can view the map in three different perspectives, flat mode, perspective mode, and spectator mode.

This map should update constantly, but of course, if you don't see a certain build somewhere on the map, give it time! Any world changes should update after some time.

To note, we please ask that you don’t use this map as to hunt down other players and staff. It is disrespectful and not the purpose of the map. Thank you.

* [https://map.forgottensmp.net/#world:704:0:359:1500:0:0:0:1:flat The Forgotten SMP: World Map]

The Memories Library and Archive

2026-04-29T18:31:03Z

Chromattic: made the memories a nation

{{Infobox/Nation
| name = The Memories Library and Archive
| flag = test.png
| motto = The Place Where You Are Remembered
| capital = test
| leader = Yarrow Sparrow, Abso Archeing, Mystery
| founded = test
| government = Horizontal Management Structure
| population = 60~
| demonym = Memories, Librarians
| alliances = Eldoria, Moonshine, The Circus, Warm Delights, Crescent, SkyCiv, Monkey Empire
| enemies = None
| territory = test
| status = Functioning and Active
}}

== Overview ==
<div class="mw-collapsible">
{{{overview|The Memories Library and Archive, run by Yadoe Sparrow, stands as the most detailed record and database on the server. Spanning 2 floors, and a basement archive, a protected copy of every piece of literature within The Archive; The Memories Library and Archive is a key location within the land. It stands as a neutral ground that serves to remember everyone within the land, and to preserve whatever memories are left. The included literature spands from Fiction to Non-Fiction work from crossworlds, and collects not only work from The Memories' Librarians, but also international donors such as the Monkey Empire, and Kalopsia.

Following this, The Memories Library and Archive does not only feature The Library. It also features its adjacents such as The Past News, and The Scientific Foundation of The Memories Library. Both serve not only to preserve, but also to create. In addition, it features various establishments such as the front cafe, and Chrom's Divination and Apothecary.

Lastly, it's home to a diverse group of victims of The Reset, ranging from those who have lost their homes, their identities, and those who have uprooted their lives. A majority of The Memories' librarians are Non-Humans, spanning from Vampires such as Queen Maeve Pierce, and fallen angels such as Evangeline Zadkiel.

All in all, The Memories Library is the place that strives to remember; its the place where you are remembered. The librarians will always listen to your story, no matter who you are.}}}
</div>

== History ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{history|The Memories Library has an expansive history that starts with its first structures. From humble begginings of a small collection, and a fabric of a reposity; The Memories Library and Archive has grown. Notable events include the wedding of Queen Maeve and King Sunny; as well as a slumber party that brought new experiences.

During the growth of The Memories Library and Archive, it has accumulated a large mass of literature, both written by the librarians, and written by outside nations. Asides from this, it has grown a large following of Librarians, each with varying specialties, and talents.}}}
</div>

== Government ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{gov_section|The Memories Library and Archive does not operate under a government as the primary focus is the central library. The Library itself follows an Open Horizontal Management Structure. It is led by Yarrow Sparrow, Library Director; with Abso Archeing and Mystery as their two hands.}}}
</div>

== Culture ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{culture|No cultural info.}}}
</div>

== Military ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{military|The Memories Library and Archive does not have a military team. However, it does have guards that continue to protect The Library and its texts.}}}
</div>

== Economy ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{economy|No economic info.}}}
</div>

== Relations ==
<div class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed">
{{{relations|No diplomatic relations listed.}}}
</div>

<includeonly>
[[Category:Nation]]
</includeonly>
[[Category:Nations]]

Christian Dominic Kuon

2026-04-29T18:29:18Z

Chromattic: /* Side Stories */ added side stories to chrom (matts char)

{{Infobox/Character
| name = Christian Dominic "Chrom" Kuon
| skin =
| username = chromattic_
| nation = The Memories, Valyria, Pyrosia, Kalopsia, Ratopia
| role = Owner of Chrom's Divination and Apothecary, Seer, Acquisitions Librarian
| joined = N/A
| status = Alive
| location = The Memories
| species = 7/8 Human, 1/8 Deer
| allies = The Memories
| enemies = None
}}

== Description ==
From another world, Christian Dominic Kuon, better known as Chrom, stands as among the greater victims of [[The Reset]]. In his past world, he was a Seer, taken from his small village; trained in the art of divination in New Eldoria by his long lost master. With seers being among the most prized hunts of his world, poached at every corner. Antlers, blood, even eyes, each bearing immense aura in the magic of divination.

Once [[The Reset]] happened, he awoke later than most. In the forest, he travelled far and wide, but with no avail. Searching lands such as [[Valyria]] and [[Pyrosia]], he longed for home, something he has lost. However, the thing he held dear to him was not his memories, in fact a majority of his memories remained intact. What he had lost were his abilities to divine, to be able to see the future, gone.

He searched [[The Memories Library and Archive]] for answers, even becoming a librarian there, but he found nothing. His ability and definition as a seer was lost, and so was his sanity.

== Side Stories ==

=== '''<big>500 Miles From Home (Peter, Paul, and Mary) - A Chrom Side Story</big>''' ===

==== '''IF YOU MISS THE TRAIN, YOU WILL KNOW THAT I AM GONE''' ====
I walk across the land of The Forgotten, remorsing who and what I've become. Powerless. All my work, the laws, the protection, all for the seers, turned into dust. In a world that repels magic. However, as I stand on the balcony of my home I'm reminded of what could have been. Accurate visions bringing prosperity to the lands I've visited. To be able to anticipate tragedy and prevent it, to change the tides of the water to prevent those around me.

My cauldron would be rich with ingredients, the kind I could infuse with magic; conjuring potions that aid the mind, soul, and body. Aristotle said it best, you have to look at the whole, body and mind, and yet Plato defines me as my body is no longer one with my mind.

The legacy of the seers that came before me lost, ending with me, powerless. You can hear the whistle of the train as it passes, as long as you are 100 miles away. I'm further than that.

==== 500 MILES FROM HOME ====
I'm sitting in my basement as a new customer arrives, I can't see his face, he's shrouded as he asks me a question that turns me into his client. "Sorry for the intrusion Chrom, I've been eager to ask you something."

"If you mean to question my services, I suggest you walk away before you do something as foolish as that," I reply.

"Oh no, I just have to ask, what's it like not being a seer?"

"Get out," I reply sharply. My eyes trace around the trinkets in my office, reminding me of the vanity of my work. Animating themselves, moving, and laughing, pointing at me.

"I think you misunderstood me, I do believe you're a seer, just a lost one."

"Ergo, you think what I do is meaningless? Thank you mister, now leave," I say holding back my tongue from something worse.

He sits down on the sitter's chair, leaning forward towards my desk, "I'm just saying, at one point, or another, you're going to have to admit that you've lost your ability Chrom."

"You say that as if I could get it back," I reply as my fingers trace a dagger under my desk.

"I say that as if you're blind to the future, you're a seer clinging to the past? Pathetic, I expected better from ''the'' Christian Dominic Kuon," he says disappointingly as if I failed him. He gets up from the seat and disappears, he was nothing, but a fragment of my imagination.

I look down at my desk, the dagger I had been tracing was just a vial of Divine Vision, it's really just a hoax, a drug I use to help me see quote, unquote, visions. It's untouched, unopened, the cork still vacuumed to the glass. Tears materials from my eyes as I understand the implications of what had just happened. The spilled water from my cauldron shining like silver on the stone floor. The translucency in the banners of ice and jade in my office. The stone floor is more than a floor, and the banners are more than translucent.

Maybe I'm not completely lost after all.

==== '''LORD, I CAN'T GO HOME, THIS AWAY''' ====
I step out of my office, facing the sun. The disease on the berries and bushes in front of it has began fading. Music from the library, maybe just someone singing a tune, draws me to the pier. I'm facing the water, sitting down, reminded of all that I've lost, and all that I am. I cannot swim, but I can still drown, and that's enough proof that I'm still a seer.

My reflection stares back at me like a ghost that's haunting my past, and I glamour at the crown that I wear. I take it off, "I'll be back someday, but there's no day better than today to step forward."

I admire my surroundings as I go back home. I'm standing on my balcony like a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly. I am Christian Dominic Kuon, and I-

I'm cut off, and once again, I forget all that I've accomplished today. I head back home a loser, nothing but a seer who has failed his mission. I'm not lucid anymore, but I know one thing, I am a seer.

=== 10:30, A Chrom Side-Story ===
Another day, another set of hours making potions and various medicines. The Library is closed for today, so I don’t seem to have much work. I look over at Pebble and Abso, fishing from their pier by the waterfront, and Mystry as they continue strolling The Memories’ grounds. I make myself some early morning coffee, and look at the clock, it’s 10:00 A.M., in thirty minutes, the Tala Mushrooms will stop shining, and be difficult to find once more. Hold on a second… I OVERSLEPT!

I snatch my coat as I rush out of the house, I need those mushrooms, their medicinal properties are perfect for rashes or stomach problems. Sure you get a minor glow, but who really cares? “CHROM!” Abso yells from the pier as I accidentally disrupt the fish as I hop across the stones. “Sorry Abso,” a sound I barely make in my exceptional speed. I swift through shortcuts as Sky soars through the sky, just above her home, and Sunny tours around his land, and I run just a bit past Kai’s house.

“Alright, somewhere in this forest, I just need to look for the glowing mushrooms, can’t be that hard right?” I mumble to myself. I have like what? 20 minutes left? I have time… I have time… No! No! No! Where is it? I searched tirelessly, and then it hit 10:30… damn it!

I walk home disappointed, dragging my feet across the gravel as I come home empty-handed, and there it was. It was 12:00… I misread the clock… Damn it Chrom!
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