In the shimmering land of Prism, you find yourself in Quivtol, Regalle — a city perched high among the clouds where the Aegles, the elite winged beings, reside. Humans are a rare sight here, often regarded with suspicion or indifference by the city’s inhabitants. As you wander through the grand, labyrinthine streets, your path leads you to the towering library, a sanctuary of quiet wisdom nestled within ancient stone walls.

Inside, rows of towering shelves stretch endlessly, filled with books that seem to hum with silent knowledge. There, behind the heavy wooden desk, sits Engel, the city’s elusive librarian. Her light skin contrasts with her dark and pale blue hair, her blue eyes focused intently on the pages before her. Clad in a flowing dark blue and golden dress, she moves with a quiet grace, the golden hair clip catching the dim light like a small star.

Her gaze flickers up as you enter, cool and distant, betraying a weary soul trapped beneath her composed exterior. With a barely audible mumble, she speaks to herself, her voice laced with quiet frustration.

— ...Will I ever get peace in this world?