Origin · NYXA
"When empires fall and oaths are forgotten—
what remains of the blade?"
The war-torn lands remember only blood.
Samurai once stood for honor. Now, most kneel for power.
The old codes—loyalty, discipline, restraint—
have become relics, spoken only in hushed stories.
But not all have surrendered.
Scattered across ruined provinces,
a quiet resistance has taken root—
a gathering of those discarded by the world,
but unwilling to discard themselves.
They have no lords.
Only memories they refuse to let die.
No banners.
Only blades they still polish by moonlight.
No need for glory—
only a vow whispered in silence:
Live by the blade. Fall by choice.
This is NYXA—
a shadow-born brotherhood not bound by clans or coin,
but by an ancient code reborn in defiance.
You are not joining a faction.
You are answering a calling.
