In the fractured remnants of post-collapse Earth, where techno-ruins flicker with forgotten power and eldritch shadows curl in dimension-warped corners, one name is whispered in reverence and fear alike — Sarin Kazir, Sentinel of the Void.

Born within the shattered spires of the once-sacred Citadel of Kurzatai (now a spectral husk in the Eastern Rim), Sarin Kazir was one of the last humans raised under the teachings of both pre-collapse science and post-collapse mysticism. At a young age, he began to display unnatural sensitivity — the ability to hear thoughts unspoken, to see futures yet undecided, and to soothe pain with little more than a touch. These gifts came at a cost: migraines that left him gasping for air, and a mind too burdened with endless possibilities to ever rest.
Sarin’s inner fire was forged by the stories of old — tales of justice lost, of civilizations doomed by their arrogance, and of the ancient Mages now reawakened to defend or doom humanity. Drawn to both healing and truth, Sarin joined the Order of Solan’Tir, a scattered monastic sect devoted to knowledge, restoration, and interdimensional understanding. There, he became a Cleric — not of dogma, but of duty.

Guided by the twin flames of justice and enlightenment, he roams the war-scarred world as a healer to the broken and a seeker of lost wisdom. His telepathic gifts allow him to act as a mediator among fractured factions, and his prophetic visions — though agonizing — offer glimpses into branching timelines that may yet avert the coming Reckoning.

Sarin’s flaw lies in his very compassion. His desire to believe in the good of others leaves him vulnerable to betrayal. He sees too many paths and hesitates too long at forks where others charge blindly forward. He is a beacon of hope — but one flickering under the strain of his own mind.

Whispers tell of his encounters with ancient Voidshards, artifacts left behind by cosmic entities now awakening beyond the dimensional veil. These artifacts pulse when near him. Some say he is fated to open a gateway that could doom the world—or heal it forever.

Sarin Kazir’s journey takes him across the Obsidian Canopy of Khareth, through the crystalline ruins of New Virelia, and into realms unseen by mortal eyes. He fights not with blade or fire, but with foresight, empathy, and the gentle force of unshakable conviction.

As the age-old battle between corrupted Mages and awakened guardians nears its crescendo, Sarin must answer the question that haunts every vision: Can one soul, fractured but full of light, hold back the darkness of a thousand tomorrows?