Announcement: A New Name for an Expanding Saga

When this story first began, it carried the title The World Below. It was a name that captured the strange, shifting landscapes of Caldereth and the battles fought on its soil. But as the saga grew, it became clear that this series is larger than one world, larger than one battlefield.

And it deserves a name that stands apart.

We’ve discovered that The World Below is already shared by other books—but this story is too grand, too unique, to risk being mistaken for anything else. This is not a tale that hides in the shadows. It is a chronicle of empires, oracles, soldiers, and divine power.

From this day forward, the series will bear its true name:

✨ The Veiled Core Chronicles ✨

The Fighting 57th, the rise of the Oracle, the intrigue of Cetia-243, and the shifting crucible of Caldereth—all of it belongs to the Chronicles. This new name reflects the scale, the vision, and the destiny of a saga that spans both marble halls and burning battlefields.

Thank you for standing with me at the beginning of this journey. The core has been unveiled, and the story is only just beginning.

Archons Of The Pantheon

Marro Veldran

Pronunciation: Mah-row Vel-dran (/ˈmɑ.ɹoʊ ˈvɛl.dɹən/)
House: Veldran
The Oracle. Marro is composed calculation made manifest. She does not negotiate—she corrects. Her authority is not questioned because it feels older than the Board itself. Her beauty is geometric precision, unnerving and calculated. Dark eyes land like data probes. She inspires compliance, not warmth.

A man with slicked-back black hair and a confident expression, wearing a dark patterned red and black suit with a high-collar black shirt, standing with his hands clasped in front of him against a dim background.

Aello Navoris

Pronunciation: Eye-ee-low Nav-or-is (/ˈaɪ.i.loʊ nævˈɔɹ.ɪs/)
House: Navoris
The architect of unease. Aello never raises his voice—he doesn’t have to. His silence is sharper than most threats, and his presence lingers long after he’s gone.

A serious-looking man with short, light-colored hair and a beard, wearing a brown suit with a badge on the chest, standing with hands clasped in front of a background with an arched design.

Gunther Caldres

Pronunciation: Gunt-her Cal-dres (/ˈɡʌn.θɚ ˈkæl.drɛs/)
House: Caldres
The immovable pillar. Gunthor speaks only when silence breaks, and when he does, the room adjusts. Tradition, weight, and inevitability clothed in bronze and resolve.

A woman with dark brown hair styled in a braid, wearing a dark military-style uniform with a badge, standing in front of an arched, Gothic-style background.

Milla Draxen

Pronunciation: Mee-yah Drashen (/ˈmiː.jə ˈdræʃ.ən/)
House: Draxen
A fortress in flesh—Milla is blunt, unyielding, and ruthlessly efficient. She sees diplomacy as logistics and prefers action over ambiguity. The one voice at the Board that sounds like a verdict.

A woman in a gray suit with a black bird insignia on the chest, standing in front of a dark, stylized background with gothic window designs. She has gray hair styled in waves and a serious expression.

Tila Quenhar

Pronunciation: Tee-la Ken-har (/ˈtiː.lə ˈkɛn.hɑɹ/)
House: Quenhar
The velvet tactician. Tila orchestrates rather than commands, weaving influence through poised language and flawless timing. She is grace weaponized into inevitability.

A middle-aged man with a serious expression, wearing a dark button-up shirt, standing against a dark background.

Lladro Othalei

Pronunciation: Yan-droe O-thal-ee (/ˈjæn.dɹoʊ oʊˈθæ.li/)
House: Othalei
A man of resentment and rigid pride. Lladro doesn’t dominate the room—he jams himself into it. Constantly on the edge of boiling over, he seeks respect the way others seek revenge.

A man with brown hair and a beard wearing a dark blue tunic and jacket with a swan emblem, standing with their hands clasped in front of a patterned background.

Varek Thorne

Pronunciation: Varek Thorn (/ˈvɛɹ.ək θɔɹn/)
House: Thorne
The diplomat who speaks last—and makes it final. Varek is elegance without pretense, control without cruelty. He plays the long game and wins by making you think it was your idea.

A man with red hair and a beard, smiling and pointing towards the camera, standing against a dark background.

Brayne Tormayne

Pronunciation: Bru-een Tor-mun (/bruːˈiːn ˈtɔɹ.mən/)
House: Yvrix
The living contradiction of House Yvrix. Brayne is loud, blunt, and earnest—more brawl than ballet. But beneath his crude defiance lies unwavering loyalty and a dangerous sense of timing.