The Six Shadows of Veles

Forgotten gods. Cursed kings. Spirits that never left.
These are not names written in books — they are the whispers carried by bone winds, the echoes trapped beneath frozen soil.

In the myth-world of Veles Streetwear, six beings rise from the void between legend and nightmare. They never ruled together. They never spoke as one. But their presence lingers — in dreams, in battlefields, in forgotten shrines.

Muistatar

She once ruled in silence beneath the earth, crowned in bone and bloom. Now her eyes open again, called forth by blood, sorrow, and memory. She speaks in dreams, and those who listen awaken changed.
→ The dead remember. And the goddess rises.

Dead Memories

They built no stone shrine — only horns, ash, and silence. The Temple of Bones stands at the edge of this world and the next, watched by ravens and guarded by those who never left. Step inside, and you leave your name behind.
→ Not all gods wear faces.

Skarnulf

Buried with his axe and hatred still burning, he clawed his way out of Helheim. A warrior beyond death, cursed to walk again until the red moon falls. He does not speak — he conquers.
→ Rage lives longer than flesh.

Tihorod

No temple holds him. No prayer reaches him. But in the stillness between trees, when breath catches and light dies, he watches. Horned and eternal, he judges without words.
→ The forest has no mercy. Only memory.

Alvrida

Her voice is a candle flicker in the dark — faint, but eternal. She speaks for those lost to time, burned from stories, buried in frost. She remembers what the world chose to forget.
→ Every flame is a soul. Every soul returns.

King Nothing

He ruled a realm beyond frost, where the stars never rise and the winds carry screams. Betrayed by his own blood, he bound his soul to the crown — and cursed every heir that followed.
→ The crown never forgets.