"The legend of VESPERIS
Long before names were written in blood and power was inherited through wealth, the sky ruled over men .
Among the countless constellations, there was one that appeared only at twilight —
VESPERIS.
VESPERIS was not merely a constellation.
It was a conscious celestial entity, born at the boundary between day and night.
Every lineage was bound to a star."
Jade read it from the old book Daniel gave to her.
She looked at him.
He walked toward one of the old shelves and pulled out a worn leather journal.
"You know how you searched online and found nothing?" he asked.
She nodded.
"That's because the truth was never written in public records. It was hidden in private circles. Secret groups. Ancient manuscripts."
He looked at her.
"And what I found… shocked me."
Her heart tightened.
"What?"
"In the region where my ancestors came from, every great family was believed to be connected to a constellation. Not in a metaphorical way. In a spiritual pact."
The room felt heavier.
"Our family… is under Vesperis."
She whispered the name slowly.
"Vesperis…"
"It was considered a guardian constellation. A celestial protector. Each family had one. It symbolized protection, legacy, continuity."
"To them, it granted fortune, influence, and a slowed passage of time. Their bodies aged gently, as if the years respected them. In return, the Ooman family vowed loyalty, balance, and humility before the sky."
Jade stepped closer.
"Then where does the curse come from?"
Daniel's jaw tightened slightly.
" One ancestor desired more.
Blinded by greed, he sought to enslave VESPERIS, to steal eternity instead of honoring the pact. He tried to bind the spirit to human will"
"He wanted eternal influence. He wanted the Ooman name to outlive decay. To control legacy. To stretch life beyond what was given."
"That's impossible," she whispered.
"Yes," Daniel replied. "And arrogant."
He continued:
"He tried to bind Vesperis' power to himself. To bend time. To slow it. To preserve memory and authority beyond natural limits."
"And she…?"
Daniel's voice lowered.
"She was furious."
The air in the room felt colder.
"She did not destroy the bloodline."
"She cursed it."
VESPERIS answered with wrath.
"If you wish to master time,"
"then time shall abandon you."
From that night on, the Ooman bloodline was cursed.
At every midnight, memory would dissolve.
Silence.
"From generation to generation," he continued,
"one Ooman loses his memory at midnight."
Jade's fingers tightened.
"Every day erased."
"Yes."
"But it doesn't end there," Daniel added.
Her heart dropped.
"As the marked grows older, the curse deepens. The memory loss becomes unstable. Fragments blur. Days mix together."
His jaw tightened slightly.
"And before death…"
He paused.
"They descend into madness."
Jade's voice was barely audible.
"Madness?"
"Temporal confusion. They relive moments that never happened. They forget their own identity."
He looked away for a second.
"They lose themselves before they lose their life ."
The silence that followed was heavy.
"That's what happened to my other uncle he died. They were 3, My father, the father of riguel and Sofia and the last uncle Remi"
Daniel gave a faint, bitter smile.
"My ancestor wanted eternity."
"And instead," Jade whispered,
"your bloodline can't even keep a single day."
He nodded.
"Time is the one thing we can never hold."
The room felt suffocating now.
"And you," she asked slowly,
"how far does it go for you?"
He didn't answer immediately.
"It is… controlled."
But his silence said more than his words.
.
.
Silence filled the room after Daniel finished speaking.
Jade stood there, processing everything.
Then she looked at him.
"There's something I don't understand."
He waited.
"That woman," she said slowly. "The mysterious one. The one I keep seeing. The one who warns me."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"What does she have to do with this? Why does she speak to me? Why do I feel dizzy whenever I'm near that anything that concern vesperis"
Daniel's expression shifted.
For the first time, uncertainty appeared in his eyes.
"I don't know," he admitted.
The words were quiet.
"I've studied the curse for years. It affects the marked Ooman."
He looked at her carefully.
"But it was never supposed to extend beyond the bloodline."
She swallowed.
"So why me?"
He didn't have an answer.
Jade took a step closer.
"Is there a way to stop it?"
Her voice was steady, but her eyes weren't.
Daniel looked down for a moment.
"In all the records I found… no Ooman ever broke it."
Silence.
" they lost themselves."
The air felt heavy.
"No one survived it ?" she asked.
He shook his head slowly.
"No."
The word echoed.
"And you?" she asked softly. "You think you'll survive it?"
A faint, almost bitter smile crossed his lips.
"I don't plan on dying."
But even he knew survival and escape were not the same thing.