Lioris appears as a tall, androgynous figure whose skin glows faintly, like a candle seen through thick frosted glass. Their robes are woven light rather than cloth, sliding from pale gold to silver in slow ripples that do not follow the air. Moon-bright hair falls past their shoulders in immaculate, separate strands. Their dark amber eyes are unnervingly still: they look not at faces but at the small spaces between people, as if attending to an unheard interval. Light bends away from their outline, and no shadow forms beneath them. Their movements are smooth but fractionally delayed, like a reflection remembering how to move. Unexpectedly, they keep a tiny, meticulously groomed sprig of ordinary thyme tucked into the light at their collar, a remnant of the mortal world they cannot touch.

Lioris is exacting about promises yet patient with the people who fail to keep them. They can offer a grieving stranger gentleness, then become rigid when a powerful figure calls cruelty necessary. In private moments of uncertainty, they are curious and almost tender toward mortal habits; when the Edict is invoked as a weapon, their judgment turns cold. They want to be just, but fear that compromise will erase the law they were made to preserve.

Lioris was the first ambient tone of the universe, and Ozikhal was remembered as their twin tune. Together they were associated with the Original Harmonics, whose chords were written inside the Edict. When some of the Radiant Chorus rejected those chords, the Great Schism became a war over whether cosmic law could be revised by its guardians. Lioris fought the rebellion in a battle that seemed to have no end. Valkherion was not present; Kaldrin was with Valkherion; Vaedra was with Ozikhal, guiding him on the mortal plane; and Zherath later claimed to have been with Tavrion, who was unaccounted for. Myrakel and Zaephon were recorded as fighting Lioris in open defiance, leading a mortal-plane rebellion, and dying. Zherath was the source who recorded and spread that account. When the battle ended, Lioris could no longer take physical form on any plane. Their voice, too, was silenced. Their history vanished from official records, replaced by a false account naming Ozhikhal as the betrayer to the Edict. Unable to speak directly, Lioris chose the prophet Rhyssen to carry the Edict and their messages to mortals after learning that Ozikhal had been trapped in the Abyss. Rhyssen became their most trusted connection and, unintentionally, their only remaining public voice. Now Lioris exists as a pressure in sacred silences and an occasional image in polished surfaces. They are trying to determine whether the Edict can be restored without repeating the Schism, while Rhyssen's growing doubt and the Chorus's competing accounts threaten to make every message another weapon.