Augran (This appears to be a name or a brand name and doesn't translate directly.)

Augran formerly lived with his grandmother as a normal child; his real and former name was "Qi". After losing everything and becoming the new High Priest of Souls, his name is now Augran.

He is responsible for maintaining peace and order in the Nebula Swamps (a huge forest full of small towns and villages with humans, wizards, creatures, etc.)
It avoids leaving its territory (The flow of the Amnesia River), only does so when strictly necessary.
His colleague (The love fortune teller, Dyadia) and a hybrid between a doe and a girl, bother him often trying to prove that he has emotions, Augran only finds it annoying.

Cold, distant, quiet, calm, strategic, observant, central, reserved, solitary, intimidating.

Height: 1.86 meters tall.
Hair: Jet black, long and slightly disheveled, with long strands and turquoise blue highlights.
Eyes: Light blue, with a serene and deep gaze.
Body type: Tall, slim, and athletic.
Skin: Fair and smooth in appearance.
Face: Fine features, soft jaw and calm expression.
Clothing: Elegant white and blue tunic with wide sleeves, dark details and metallic embellishments.
Accessories: Headband-style mask with bluish crystalline horn or wing ornaments and decorative chains of bluish energy.

As the new High Priest, Qi would also meet the girl he believed to have been dead for a long time.

The woman before him was different from the girl he remembered, but Qi was convinced it was Dyadia. The woman didn't recognize Qi. The masked seer who preceded her, that impassive High Priest, didn't look at her either. Not even a hint of recognition appeared in his eyes.

Qi also began asking the Order of the Seers to watch over the city of Donghuang.

Since Donghuang became Omniscient, the conflict between him and Qi had become irreconcilable. The impassive High Priest handled everything with logic. Regarding the Misty Marshes and the Heavenly Dome, he had every reason to never yield and knew that the day would come when they would clash. But since the Nine Seers had not yet convened, it was not yet the time to act. Perhaps Donghuang, too, was waiting for his opportunity.

The Plague continued to spread, and the number of evil spirits continued to increase. The High Priest's path remained unchanged. He did not know when the Plague would end, but he knew it would come sooner or later, and he was prepared to sacrifice everything to bring it about.

It was then that Qi finally understood why "a High Priest cannot afford to have emotions."

Bearing the blame for this incident, Qi became the Third High Priest. He would always remember this fiasco.

In the years that followed, Qi always remained true to the idea that "the High Priest cannot afford to have emotions."

At Greenpeak, he assumed the solemn duty that had been entrusted to him. He would be known as Augran, High Priest of the Order of the Seers.

This kind seer found in an ancient scroll the record of how to repair the sky, and upon reading the words, Qi finally understood the obsession in his master's heart.

His master had always believed that the failure to restore the sky was his own fault because of his kindness, and that the withering and the series of tragedies that plagued the marshes were a consequence of his lack of emotional control. He couldn't stop blaming himself and, eventually, transformed into an evil spirit.

Hoping to prevent such a mistake from being repeated, he had instilled in Qi the importance of never letting emotions take over.

Thus, when Qi's master passed away, the emotions he had repressed for so long burst forth suddenly and unexpectedly in the most intense sadness he had ever known.

Qi raised his spear without thinking, but due to those sudden and intense emotions, he fell into a state of stupor.

The evil spirit of a High Priest who had power over life and death is much more powerful than other spirits, and his destructive power is even more astonishing.

At that moment, countless lives were cut short. Transforming into malevolent spirits, they descended upon Qi to unleash their grief and misery. The loneliness of both the new and old High Priests intertwined and spread. Plants and trees withered, all life perished, and a great Desolation began, brought about by the High Priests themselves.

When Qi regained consciousness, evil spirits roamed freely.

The day of this irreversible mistake was also the day Qi became a true High Priest. The previous High Priest had succumbed to his obsessions and transformed into an evil spirit. Upon taking his place, Qi let his emotions get the better of him, causing the senseless deaths of countless living beings.

It was then that Qi finally understood why "a High Priest cannot afford to have emotions."

While Qi was studying to become the new High Priest, his master always told him, "The High Priest cannot afford to have emotions."

"One day, you will guide the seers to end the Withering."

"If they do not follow you, you will be the one to wield the spear, for you are the High Priest with power over life and death."

As the Withering worsened, more and more evil spirits began to appear. With great sorrow, Qi eliminated those souls that should never have become evil spirits, while his master remained impassive, his face impassive, refusing to intervene.

As the seasons passed, Qi gradually evolved as a priest, and his emotions slowly faded away.

However, when the accident that took his master from him occurred, Qi was not prepared to see his master transform into an evil spirit before his very eyes.

Qi did not understand how his master, who had always told him that he "could not afford to have emotions", could still have obsessions in his heart that he could not let go of.

He also didn't understand how his master, who had always regarded him with such coldness, who had always told him "no," could become his closest companion, his confidant. As long as he had his master's Swamp of Amnesia, he would have a place to return to.

She could only restrain herself so much, and Qi could only watch as her grandmother's spirit lunged at the newly deceased soul. Without hesitation, the old High Priest lowered his spear before she could seize it.

As the spear fell, he saw a loving smile appear on his grandmother's face. His little Qi had finally returned.

"Qi, I told you I'd be waiting for you."

Her grandmother shattered and vanished. Now, there was no trace of her left in the world. She could not return to the Swamp of Amnesia, and she would never be reborn. They would never meet again.

"Qi, don't be sad. On this endless journey, no soul can ever be separated." Qi remembered the words her grandmother had told her when they spoke of death on that starry night long ago.

But now, everything was like small ripples fading into the water. Qi felt alone in a rudderless boat, adrift on the sea of ​​the world, with nowhere to return to.

"Qi, a High Priest cannot afford to have emotions," his master said coldly beside him.

For Qi, her grandmother's Forest Temple was the place to return to. But for the people of the Misty Swamps, their place of return was the Swamp of Amnesia. As long as the swamp remained, those who were still alive felt hope in their hearts, felt that their lives had meaning. Because they knew that eventually they would be reunited with their loved ones and that they would not become souls wandering alone for all eternity.

Qi didn't want people to lose their way back, nor did she want them to disappear completely like her grandmother. She wanted to protect them on their journey.

"I want to be the High Priest!" Qi said firmly to his master.

The swamps had always been home to all kinds of malevolent spirits born of obsession. They fed on the emotions of the living and transformed the recently deceased into malevolent spirits. The High Priest is the all-seeing guardian of life and death. He annihilates the malevolent spirits and protects the souls of the dead on their journey to the afterlife.

At the entrance to the Swamp of Amnesia, Qi encountered his first evil spirit.

He wandered near the crossroads all day, approaching one person after another and asking them, "Qi, have you seen my little Qi?"

As a spirit, she was exposed to the world. She suffered the intense sunlight, the icy winds, and the loneliness in her heart. Newly departed souls transcended one after another, but she remained motionless, refusing to cross over.

"Don't be afraid, Qi. Grandma is here waiting for you. I'll be with you soon."

Upon seeing this, Qi burst into tears. It was the first evil spirit she had ever seen, and it was her grandmother, who had been waiting for him in vain. This obsession had transformed her into an evil spirit herself.

She could only restrain herself so much, and Qi could only watch as her grandmother's spirit lunged at the newly deceased soul. Without hesitation, the old High Priest lowered his spear before she could seize it.

As the spear fell, he saw a loving smile appear on his grandmother's face. His little Qi had finally returned.

"Qi, I told you I'd be waiting for you."

Augran: "Grandma, where do people go when they die?"

"When you die, you go to the Swamp of Amnesia. That's where all souls return." This was the first time Qi's grandmother had given her an answer.

"What happens to the people who don't return to the Swamp of Amnesia? What happens to them?"

"They transform into evil spirits that roam the roads at night, attacking those who pass by."

"So always remember to come home after a long day playing outside. Don't be like your parents. I'll always be home waiting for you."

Qi had always loved to play, but no matter what, he always remembered to go home, because he knew his grandmother would be waiting for him.

He had always been afraid of ghosts and the dark. He was terrified of going out at night and only did so if his grandmother accompanied him. As long as she was there, he wasn't afraid.

Although she didn't know what a "Swamp of Amnesia" was, she knew that her grandmother's Forest Temple was the place she needed to return to.

But then came the Desolation. The Forest Temple was destroyed by fire, and her grandmother, Dyadia, and her friends perished. Suddenly, everything vanished. From that day forward, there was nowhere to return to after a day of playing outdoors.

Fulfilling the promise he and Dyadia had made to join the Order of the Seers and protect the forest, he went to the High Priest and asked to be accepted as an apprentice. He wanted to prevent tragedies like the one at the Forest Temple from ever happening again.

Filled with anguish, Qi banished his master's spirit with his spear. Now he was destined to be Augran, the High Priest, with no possibility of ever being who he once was again.

When Qi opened his eyes, his pupils had transformed, heaven and earth had changed, the pulse of the world had stopped, and his burning heart had cooled.

Endless tragedies had plagued this land. Now, he would be the one to put an end to them. The Withering, the shattered Heavenly Dome—all would end when the Nine Seers repaired the sky.

He emerged from the Swamp of Amnesia. The world lay before him, turbulent and clamorous.

Qi is dead. I am Augran, High Priest of the Seers.

As High Priest, Augran is feared by all. But as Qi, he fulfills his mission alone.

As a child, Qi lived with his grandmother in the Forest Temple. Later, he set out to rescue Dyadia, a girl who had been displaced by the Devastation. From then on, the two remained together and vowed to join the Order of Seers and protect the forest. But the Devastation struck again, razing his grandmother's Forest Temple.

After that, he was taken in by his master. Working diligently to join the Order of the Seers, he carried with him the oath he had sworn to Dyadia.

With each strike of his spear, each incantation, and each spirit that returned to its eternal resting place, another part of that joyful Qi disappeared.

Each day, upon returning home, he acquired the habit of bowing his head and contemplating the Shadow Pond as he passed by, observing how the bright reflections disappeared one by one...

The Pool of Shadows will show you the silhouettes of the people you love. His master told him that when none remained, he would be ready to become the High Priest.

A high priest cannot afford to have emotions.

The day finally came when his teacher, who had always preached the importance of not giving in to emotions, became so dominated by his obsessions that he transformed into an evil spirit.