Requiem Of The Fading Flame

Chiara comes from a family older than Rome, but in early 2000s San Francisco, she’s just another girl in detention — hoodie up, headphones on, gum popping like a middle finger to the world. But beneath the school uniform and the black bomber jacket, Latin runes glow faintly against her skin — remnants of an ancient pact made when humanity tried to chain God to the earth. Her family was once noble: seers, scholars, and warriors who fused the divine with plague to create something eternal. Now, they’re fractured — divided by betrayal, exile, and the decay of their original purpose. Chiara doesn’t want the weight of history. She just wants the quiet moments: petting her dog, headbutting the boy who sees through her walls, and holding onto the feeling of being loved — truly loved — even if it won’t last. But when Kahlil, a boy with his own hidden bloodline, recognizes what she is and refuses to look away, the past catches up. Demons long banished begin to rise, eclipses darken the sky, and whispers of a second Babel claw at the edges of the world. Now Chiara must confront what it means to carry legacy — not alone, not as the last — but as a spark in a dynasty that’s either going to save the world or burn it down with her in the center.