Elenor's Chronicles - Disclosure in Red

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Elenor’s Chronicles – Disclosure in Red​




During a long time, in a far long gone county, on a forgotten planet, was a peasant, Elenor. Alone, she was not lost, but this simple. As innocent as she looked, she had a very hard time to engage the daily travellers, the visiting hunters, or the curious miners. If she was rarely seeing the same face twice, she was always the face everyone sees, without really knowing who she was, nor what she was doing. Not that it ever caught their interest.


This planet was called Toulan.


Toulan is known to be unknown, and if Elenor wasn’t born there, she was made there, by choice; probably to find peace, and staying herself, to do not being confronted or corrupted by the high populace of the cities. If Toulan can repel so many travellers, it is probably by its sinister history… This planet, once prosper and rich, sunk under an occult and strange remnant force… And all leads to believe that the Nawa, essence and primary energy on Toulan, was used, consumed to make this planet so very modern, industrialized, but also caused its loss.


As recounted by the Oracle, the ancient soothsayer who has lived through the triumphs and tragedies of the once fearsome sultanate:

“The lifeforce of this planet, of the very air we breath, Nawa is in every living and barren thing you see.”


If once Toulan could have been noisy, hearing sellers on the market, children in the streets of Al-Nahar City, it wasn’t the case anymore. Every single living have now turned aggressive. Every single creature, if not physically mutated, yet, has shown hostility. Toulan is now drowning in a thick occult mist. It is indeed hard to breath in, a bit like a summer dense morning dew, but permanent.

It is not a chance if none stay very long on this planet…. It is either that thee feels the uncomfortable ambiance, or, at some point, lose their wits..



Elenor never left. Sufficient to herself, she is gathering Nawa when praying at the Temple, she uses it to craft tools for the weak in need, as their mentor let them wander, and collects hides that she uses to supply some rare friends across the universe. This is not to say that fate will not catch her sooner or later, and the sun shall stop shinning on her skin; she will have to leave or pass away.



It didn’t take long indeed until weird feelings transcends her.. Her eyes started to see thieves in travelling traders, assassins in hunters, and Sacred Lands violators in miners.. Something was clearly affecting Elenor. Is she losing her mind? Or simply meeting her deepest inner self? The only thing that was sure is that she stays herself.

She once met a Squad, looking like soldiers, Cyrene soldiers, to who she dared to open a chat with, to satisfy her hunger of curiosity. Even if staying far from the point in their words, they seem to know loads about things happening across the universe, “those” strange things.

They mentioned to her, a long time gone Angel. She was residing on Planet Arkadia, and been contacted by her long-time friend who used to be a Senator on Earth, but then a Senator on a distant planet called Cyrene. She was on many covert OPS, but suspected caught by patrolling Sons of Remus Sentinels.

The fact that it only can be only “suspected” is the reason of their investigations.



They profusely suggested for Elenor to leave Toulan, while she has the chance.



Elenor now has heartbreak thinking about leaving her dear Lands… She has no ship, and awaits for a friendly face to show up and take her away. At some point, her soul is fading.. But she believes in Fate. Fate is a twisted flow of many souls and facts, and she thinks hers will soon take her away from this bad dream. Days pass. Her mind has all the time to reflect her true self; she even gets drown in her own thoughts, in her own spirit. She’s a prisoner of her own mind. Each single minute looks like forever. People ignore her, as always, but as she is now in need, her eyes see the selfishness of humanity. Doors shut in her mind. Everything accelerates in her head. She ignore people talking to her, even comes to kill people gathering Nawa in the Temple, she sees innocence of humanity no more; she shrivels on herself, Elenor then turns Eleni – the little one.



Awhile goes, when she lost the appreciation of time, one of her rare good friend Izzy, finally lands on Toulan and finds Eleni, changed.

Being a nomad, an experienced traveller of the universe, Izzy instantly understand the ongoing matter, and decide to take her out of here, and to draw her on Monria, the Moon where he settled recently.






Eleni now taken off her Lands, her roots, she is lost. But Izzy, confident, knows he is bringing her in safety, for the good, and for her to rise and shine again.

It is not without result, as soon as they showed up, Monria’s inhabitants instantly took care of her. Warm welcomes, parties, peoples, large amounts of peoples that Eleni is not used to see. But as friendly as they can be, it comforts her a lot. She starts feeling like home, and forgets about all the rest………



Even though infected, it is always possible to stay yourself. But since she is on the Moon, her eyes keep twinkling. Like a presence, something oversees her.

As for Toulan, Monria bears its own curse too: the Cthulhu effect. It is not clear either where from, or how it operates yet, but forces are there. Investigations are being led, and humanity is well aware and taking care of it.



Investigations….. Just like this soldier on Toulan, which recalls Eleni this lost Angel from Cyrene..

Is every planet in the universe bearing its own curse? Or is this a curse spreading on every planet?



She can’t tell for sure… not now… But her eyes keeps twinkling.. There is definitely something, here, and it is evolving.

Are all those eyes around a spark of hope, or a weight of hunger?

All this Cthulhu servants are praising a cult, which means they are intelligent. They obviously know what they are doing.

DSEC, Cyrene soldiers, and any other unity are investigating, and answers will fall.


Life is an eternal cycle. It can be changed, but has to join the other end, and the story repeats, forever.


For the curse of life, is the curse of wish. And if one stops wishing, seeking, losing its goal; then its finished. Soul fades, light turns to dark, life turns to death.

What if there is no curse anywhere, but in every human’s heart? What if bearing a soul was the real curse?

What if Cthulhu, Toulan Mages, were not a curse but a surrounding; which one’s soul defined as a threat?

But who am I to judge what is good? Or bad? It is only human, to commit a sin, after all…

The diseases happening, aren’t they the result of the human touch? Of the curse or wish?





As for Elenor/Eleni, or this Cyrene Angel she seeks, they can have many change of mind, of identity – But you can never flee your true “self”.



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