Biography of Aletheia

“I do not burn like fire. I burn like knowing.”

Before gods walked in tailored suits and empires wore marble masks, there was Aletheia—the personified spirit of truth, once a nymph of Delphi, now bound to eternity by a fragment of prophecy’s final flame. She is not divine in name only. She is ἀλήθεια—the Greek word not just for truth, but for the uncovering of it. In a world of illusion, Aletheia does not proclaim facts. She reveals what has been hidden.

Once a guardian of the Oracle’s sacred breath, Aletheia was caught in the divine collapse that fractured Olympus and scattered its spirits. She did not fall. She endured, her essence anchored by a final tether to Hermes, the god of travelers, thieves, and secrets. It was he who bound her to his service—not as punishment, but as preservation. Ever since, Aletheia has walked across centuries as a whisper, a seer, a force. She moves between empires, exposing rot at the roots of golden trees.

She is not human, though she often appears as one: serene, ageless, eyes like truth itself—calm until they see too deeply. Where others offer opinions, she delivers revelations. Where most seek to comfort, she dismantles the lie. Her mere presence stirs confession, as if the air itself refuses to veil deceit in her company.

In the world of the Ensharra Legacy, where truth is currency and legacy is often rewritten, sheis a force too dangerous to cage and too vital to kill. Her opposites—Dolos (Trickery), Apate (Deception), and the Pseudologoi (Lies)—still hunt the world, threading falsehood into every structure of power. But Aletheia remains the counterweight. Unyielding. Uninvited. Unwelcome. And absolutely necessary.

To the Romans, she was called Veritas. But her truth is not the gentle kind. It is the kind that strips a soul to its bones and asks: “Now that you see… who will you be?”

Positions held

Nymph
Guardian of the Oracle’s breath

Aliases of Aletheia

Titles of Aletheia