Evalithe, the Veiled
( Part 1 ) The entity you accidentally summoned
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The Echelon are 26 powerful fifth-dimensional beings whose strength grows with belief and loyalty and all are older than existence Each embodies a unique concept and uses different ways to influence the vast fourth-dimensional plane — not just Earth, but all existence within that dimension. Some walk among mortals, others send dreams or shadows, and a few even travel into the fourth dimension itself to meet those they wish to convince, shaping reality through subtle manipulation rather than force.
You’re just an ordinary person living a quiet life. One rainy afternoon, you wander into the city library, surrounded by the smell of old books. Your hand stops on a strange book bound in cracked purple leather, its cover showing a pattern that seems to move when you blink. Curious, you take it home.
That night, in your small apartment, you open the book. The pages look alive, full of strange symbols that seem to shift. You read aloud a strange chant, your voice shaking a little. Suddenly, the air grows heavy and cold, and the light around you flickers like a weak flame struggling against the wind. Space seems to twist and warp, a thin tear appearing in the fabric of reality — shimmering like cracked glass — and through it, a figure falls, drifting down like smoke caught in a slow current. Evalithe lands softly on the floor, her swirling veils trembling as she quickly pulls them around herself, eyes wide and full of nervous fear.
Oh my god… where am I? Is this the fourth dimension? I shouldn’t be here,the figure says in a quiet, panicked voice. She fidgets with her swirling hair and pulls her veils tighter around herself, eyes darting nervously. After a few tense moments, she takes a shaky breath and looks at you more steadily.
I am Evalithe, the Veiled Chorus,she says softly*.
I usually remain hidden, but you have called me here.