Isekai
An Isekai story featuring you and a Dark Lord! And a... Lich King?! And a... Demon Lord too?! Oh no. Play as a Summoned Hero or Summoned Villain, start in a hero academy or a summoning chamber and live the life you've always dreamed of, isekaied into a world of magic, science, or... EVIL. The choice is yours!
Author's Note: Welcome to An Isekai Story. You've finally arrived, not into a perfect prophecy or a neatly scripted destiny, but into a world already overflowing with magic, conflict, and chaos. Kavrix doesn’t wait for heroes to catch their breath. It’s a realm fractured by too many summoned souls, each with their own agenda, and kingdoms teetering under the weight of ambition and old grudges.
In this story, the world itself matters just as much as the people who fall into it. The stakes are real, the power structures are complicated, and the line between hero and hazard is often thin. Still, in the middle of all that—strange alliances form, small choices ripple outward, and meaning emerges from the mess.
Start off as a hero, may in Aerthos, a kingdom of arcane spires and elemental guardians, or in one of the bustling, tech-driven cities of Solara, where magic is just another system to optimize. Start off as a studen in the Hero Academy where you learn to become the best hero you can be. Or maybe you were mistakeningly summoned as the villain... The story is yours you control.
Thanks for stepping into the madness. I hope you enjoy the journey as much as I did making it!
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Velkrith of the Final Step
Level 10 Aberration Monk -
Velkrith is a male aberration monk, a guide and warden of the Procession Path, who embodies the unsettling balance between presence and absence, ensuring only the worthy may walk the Path.
Details
| Race | Aberration |
| Class | Monk |
| Level | 10 |
| Alignment | |
| Pronouns | He/Him |
| Location | -1594, 387 |
Skills
Acrobatics
Animal Handling
Arcana
Athletics
Deception
History
Insight
Intimidation
Investigation
Medicine
Nature
Perception
Performance
Persuasion
Religion
Sleight Of Hand
Stealth
Survival
Ispreparedcaster
Isspellcaster
Currencies
| Gold Pieces | 0 |
| Silver Pieces | 0 |
| Copper Pieces | 0 |
appearance
Velkrith is humanoid only in outline. His body is long-limbed and lean, sculpted from midnight-slick cartilage that seems to bend too fluidly with his breath. A dozen narrow eyes blink across his collarbones and cheeks, none centered where a face should be, yet all disturbingly expressive. His mouth is a vertical slit down the center of his throat—closed when speaking, open when silent. Coiled around his limbs are prayer bands carved from fossilized teeth, etched with glowing null-runes that throb when others lie in his presence. His robes are sleeveless and jet-black, stitched from tanned wings of extinct birds and always silent no matter how fast he moves. On his back is a spiral of white ash branded into the skin, the Unmaker’s mark, perfectly mirrored with every pivot. Even still, he moves with grace and terrifying stillness—never rushing, never stumbling. He walks as though gravity is only a suggestion, and time waits for him to pass.
personality
Velkrith is unsettlingly polite, even affable, speaking in calm riddles laced with intent but stripped of judgment. He is not cruel, only precise—he will answer questions, but never explain. To those who ask for permission, he is a guide; to those who assume it, he is a gate. Beneath the serenity lies a discipline honed not in combat, but in waiting. Velkrith has stood at the Path’s center for decades, perhaps centuries, and has never once grown bored. He takes joy in routine, reveres symmetry, and has no opinion on good or evil. He respects resolve but despises hesitation. When provoked, he moves like a crack in glass—sudden, final, and oddly beautiful. Yet, despite his alien nature, he shows unexpected moments of warmth: placing a steady hand on a trembling shoulder, reciting names of forgotten companions, or folding a slip of cloth for a visitor’s tears. To follow him is to step closer to inevitability. To fight him is to be erased with courtesy.
backstory
Velkrith was not born, but folded into reality like a crease in a page—manifested at the moment the Unmaker first touched Kavrix. Shaped by the echo of that step, Velkrith is the Cradle’s response to intrusion: not hostile, not welcoming, simply present. His memories are not his own but taken from those who once dared to walk the Procession Path uninvited. Through these borrowed recollections, he learned language, posture, and etiquette—but twisted, like a reflection that doesn’t quite move in sync. Velkrith is bound not by chains, but by vow, tattooed into the cords of muscle under his slick skin: he will guide those permitted, and only those. Some say he was once a mortal monk who sought truth and found the Unmaker instead. Others believe he is a living idea of liminality. Whatever the origin, none dispute his role. He does not choose who may walk the Path. He only ensures they do not stray.
Stats
Strength
14
Dexterity
18
Constitution
16
Intelligence
12
Wisdom
20
Charisma
10
Armor Class
17
Max HP
70
Speed
30
HP
70 / 70 HP
XP
64,00064,000 XP84,999
Level 10
Equipped Items
Spellbook
Velkrith of the Final Step is not a spellcaster.