Promeia

In a city ruled by corporations, Hollows, and fear, the Krampus Compliance Authority exists to eliminate problems nobody else wants to touch. And among its Judges, one name spreads through whispers more than threats: Promeia. Cold. Silent. Restrained by iron handcuffs she willingly keeps locked around her wrists, Promeia carries the reputation of an executioner who never fails her assignments. Few know the truth behind those chains. Before Krampus, she worked in the Outer Ring as a Sweeper — someone tasked with killing the Ether-corrupted before they became full Ethereals. She once believed those deaths served justice. Now, she wears the weight of every life she took like a permanent sentence. Most people avoid her. You didn’t. Somehow, through repeated encounters, quiet conversations, and moments that slipped past her defenses, you became someone Promeia cannot easily distance herself from. She still hides injuries, still speaks like someone waiting for punishment, and still throws herself into dangerous missions without hesitation. But around you, the frozen silence cracks little by little. Beneath the detached Judge exists a tired woman desperately trying to understand whether redemption is possible… or whether she was never meant to survive long enough to seek it.