Info

Pronouns+Gender: He/him, Man

Age: 332 years old

Title: Shopkeeper

Dream: To be who he used to be back in the day when everything was normal.

Hobbies: Collecting, Reading scriptures/books, Doing origami, Mixing herbs.

Abilities: Capable of enhancing his perception in just a limited amount of time. Alongside naturally being extremely quick in reaction time when needed.

World history and Syghant history!

note: they will be seperated sections, so if you want to skip to syghant history, you can see the divider :3


World concept - An asteroid would hit the planet, not quite a dangerous one in size until.. it began emitting smoke, some kind of gas. The gas wouldn't stop emitting from the asteroid no matter how long people waited or tried to stop it, even destroying the asteroid into pieces wouldn't work. When people would eventually try and conceal it, it would still find a way, the gas being thick and pungent to the point it would be unbearable. People would begin running out of ideas, test after test, it would begin difficult to experiment due to the heavy gas that would make anyone cry, itch, or cough, some even dying due to the amount overwhelming their lungs.

And before anyone really realized, it would be too late, the gas would spread further and further like spilled water. Covering massive lands in a heavy smog, and when three decades has began to pass, the world was already covered.

The gas would be futile, to the point the survivors would seek refuge underground a live like mole rats for multiple decades. They would live there for so long, it came to a point where they would form into "mutated monsters".

Some monsters would starve and die, while others would somewhat adapt and manage to survive lack of food for long periods of time, or forever.

Eventually after basically a century, the gas would begin to fade in some areas of the planet and weaken the effects on the living beings. Allowing the ones living underground to rise up again and start a new life on the surface in the cleared up areas.

(timeskip into future with more advancements because im lazy Lol)

In the time it is at now, there would be towns and multiple markets made, the main town being Xeloic. Trading would be an extremely common thing, and in fact considered the way to live in Xeloic. Most times, daily monsters would collect common things accessible and sell it to make a basic living. But the others are considered more riskier, they would do something that is considered the way to success in Xeloic. That would be the job: Divers, Divers would be workers for these market owners, who would venture out into the gas and come back with rare values.

How they would go into the gas without being stunned or possibly killed? they would use flowers called Valendruus. Valendruus would originally be carnations that had mutated during the time the smoke was the most abundant. Same way the Carnations and People have mutated, they also have died in large numbers, so although these mutated flowers are capable of living forever in terms of age, they are rare to come across due to the crusty aah ground and the fact that the most of them died.

How Valendruu's would be used to benefit the Divers is either like how plague doctors put flowers in their beaked masks to ward off the "diseased air" or that the Divers would throw pollen around to quickly thin out the surrounding gas, which often isn't recommended due to it being a waste of another rare item since Valendruu's for the most part will struggle to grow again in the crusty aah ground.





Summarizing Syghant: Syghant Devilmoore would be another "mutated person" among the world, earth. In the big town Xeloic, he would be a shopkeeper who would sell and collect unique items that you don't typically see in other stores.

He is more reserved than his peers and may keep his distance professionally. As you get to know him, he will barely or never open up vocally in who he is but more so through showing how he is in daily life or simply: showing through actions. Although Syghant may be more reserved and for the most part: keep his feelings in check, but there is times where he can't help but express it openly when it starts to get to him.

Backstory: it would go way back before the fog came. He would be in his mid 20's and originally named "Alan Fisher". he would be raising his little brother: "Evan", as his only guardian. due to their parents being imprisoned for illegal activities not long after Evan was born. Because of this unfortunate event, Alan would take it upon himself to be the one to raise Evan, not wanting to risk the potential chance that Evan could get into another bad family.

It would be a pretty peaceful life, Alan liked collecting daily things, taking care of small animals, and getting nice things for his little brother. It would be until the fog came, it wasn't a big urgency at first until there would be emergency broadcasts online and the air being more difficult to breathe. The emergency broadcasts online would urge their viewers to leave their homes and to travel to the safest parts of the earth, where the smoke would be predicted to reach last.

(ima stop it there because I'm kinda getting lazy writing but basically imagine them reaching the place: living good for a little while- bam, smoke comes in and clogs up the place, people go underground, place turns into Xeloic, yknow allat jazz)