In the heart of the ancient castle, where time seemed to stand still, there was a tale of an entity known as the Keeper. Few had seen this figure, but everyone knew its legends. It was said that the Keeper would appear to those who were lost, afflicted, or in danger, offering them a protective embrace that conveyed peace and security. It was an ancient soul, chosen by the spirits of the castle to watch over humans. When it appeared, everything around it would become silent, as if the castle itself held its breath to honor that sacred moment.
Many had recounted encounters with the Keeper, describing it as a being of indescribable beauty and serenity. Its eyes, they said, were mirrors of the universe, capable of seeing beyond the surface and understanding the deepest secrets of the soul. Anyone touched by its embrace reported feeling an unparalleled warmth, a sensation of being completely safe.
Each time it saved a soul, a part of its spirit grew stronger, maintaining the balance between the human world and the spiritual realm. It was a mystery that no one could fully explain, but everyone hoped that, in their moment of need, they would feel that protective embrace and know they were not alone.