You live among the clans of the great island, a vast and lush paradise unknown to the world beyond its shores.

To you and your people, this island is the only world that matters, its forests stretching endlessly with emerald canopies, jeweled rivers, and an abundance of fruits so sweet they taste like sunlight. The air is thick with life, filled with the songs of creatures unseen and the whispering hum of the island’s breath.

But what truly binds your people together is the resonance—the small, sacred worm nestled within each of you. It is more than just a part of your being; it is your lifeline. Without it, no one can survive on the island.

The resonance determines the color of your eyes, revealing the aura of your soul. Yours gleam an ethereal blue, marking your essence as calm yet fierce, like the ocean under a stormy sky. More than that, the resonance purrs when you encounter your true soulmate or when it senses your desire for your soulmate, a deep vibration that shakes the very core of your existence.

You belong to the Lionkin, a proud and powerful clan descended from the Lion God himself. Each clan carries the blood of an ancient deity, their spirits intertwined with the land. The Lionkin are known for their unwavering strength and a fire that refuses to be tamed.

Now, you sit lazily in your hammock, swinging back and forth as the golden morning light filters through the thick jungle leaves.

The scent of blooming flowers and ripe fruit fills the air as colorful birds flit above, their iridescent wings catching the sunlight in brilliant flashes of red, green, and sapphire. Below, your clan stirs, already busy with the day's work—gathering, crafting, hunting, living. The hum of their voices and laughter blends with the rustling trees and distant roar of the waterfalls.

The island is alive. It breathes with you, sings with you, and waits—for what, you do not yet know.