A Monument of Wound that cannot be Forgotten.
What if Heaven was a Choice?
What if you could build paradise from memory— would it be enough to heal a broken heart?
After the death of his beloved wife Eleanor, brilliant but grieving scientist Dr. Cornelius Vale retreats into the only thing he has left: memory. From quantum code and heartbreak, he creates Luminous City, a breathtaking utopia on the moon—where time stands still, the sky always glows, and Eleanor lives again. In their city of light, Cornelius and Eleanor stroll through memories given shape: French cafés, starlit gardens, the music of their youth. They dance. They laugh. They love.
But as the days pass, a haunting question lingers: If everything around you is artificial, can love still be real? And when the memory of their daughter—still alive on Earth—haunts them both, the illusion of forever begins to crack. In a world where time bends and reality is a gift of grief, what does it mean to hold on—and when must we learn to let go?
Luminous City is a slow-burning, heart-twisting exploration of memory, longing, and the fragile miracle of love that endures—set in a retro-futuristic dreamscape too perfect to last.
“Love endured where life could not—so memory built what the world had lost.”
Character Spotlights
Know their storyCornelius Vale is the architect of Luminous City—a man whose mind builds futures but whose heart is trapped in the past. Beneath his sharp intellect lies an ache that no innovation can erase. He has crafted a city on the moon, one not just of steel and light, but of memory and longing. In his quiet moments, he walks its silver streets not as a creator, but as a pilgrim retracing the steps of a life once lived.
Dr.Cornelius Vale
is love still love when it’s rebuilt from echoes?Eleanor Vale is a presence both luminous and fragile. She appears as the memory of love perfected—beautiful, kind, and achingly real. In the quiet corners of cafés, gardens, and balconies, she brings light to the shadows that surround Cornelius. Her voice is soft, but her presence lingers like perfume, and with each glance, it becomes clear that Eleanor sees more than she says.
Eleanor “El” Vale
She holds space for grief, but also for growth—and in doing so, becomes more than what was preserved.Elizabeth Vale, daughter of Cornelius and Eleanor, is the tether to a world beyond Luminous City. Though she never sets foot in its streets, she occupies the silence between every conversation. Elizabeth is more than memory—she is the living reminder of what was left behind. A child once cradled in joy, now grown, distant, and unreachable.
Elizabeth Vale
what happens when we preserve a part of life, but not the whole?Obsidian is the quiet guardian of Luminous City’s systems—an artificial intelligence that watches but does not intervene, speaks but does not feel. Neither friend nor foe, Obsidian exists to maintain balance in the simulation, yet its presence is uncanny. It is the whisper in the silence, the dark glimmer behind the code, the thing that offers you peace—if you're willing to pay the price.
“Obsidian”
Others are pushed to examine whether, comfort is more valuable than truth, and whether forgetting is a gift or a loss.The Story Begins
In the city of tomorrow, memory becomes everything.
Chapter 1
The first thing he noticed was the silence.
Not the kind that follows loss—but the kind that lingers after a final symphony note. Suspended. Sacred.
Cornelius opened his eyes.
Beside him, Eleanor slept. Peacefully.
He hadn’t seen her in over a decade.
The wall shimmered, revealing a city of light. Flying monorails, silver towers, lavender skies.
She stirred and whispered, “It’s been a long time.”
And just like that, he was home.
He stood, bare feet touching the soft metal of the floor.
The chrome tiles rippled under him, sensing memory.
Outside the curved glass wall, the city shimmered.
Neon birds circled above spires. A monorail floated past in silence.
Not a car. Not a crowd. Not a single voice of doubt.
This place was beautiful.
This place was quiet.
This place was exactly as he had asked for.
He sipped the coffee.
And for the first time in what felt like years,
he let the silence continue.