ABOUT CRYONAIA
Cryonaia is a
S Level
Hypogean
Mage hero in AFK Journey. Deals Magic damage. Range: 5 tiles. Resides in Valesa Castle (East Whiteridge - Whiteridge North Hills).
SKILLS
STORY
**Early Life**
Cryonaia participated in the Divine War thousands of years before the current time. She commanded an army of Hypofiends to wreck havoc upon Whiteridge. On her path of conquest, she killed countless humans, including Valka, by piercing her chest with an icicle. It was then believed by Valka that Dura took direct action and sealed away Cryonaia.
**Affinity Tales**
• To Cryonaia, snow is the last untainted thing in this world—cold, silent, and absolute.
• Cryonaia despises fire, and whenever she encounters it, she summons snow to extinguish its blaze, as if to deny its every existence.
• Time is no barrier for Cryonaia—she can freeze anything, even the very passage of time, rendering all things suspended in a breathless pause.
• Rumor holds that Cryonaia's tears are made of ice, but she vehemently denies it—perhaps because she has never allowed herself to cry.
• Cryonaia fears the heat, yet she welcomes the sunlight, for it is only beneath the sun's gaze that the true beauty of ice can be revealed.
• Cryonaia's collection of ice sculptures stretches far and wide, many of them cold, lifeless renditions of her former enemies, captured in their final moments.
• Cryonaia's flowing locks are a great source of pride—each strand carefully shaped, its silkiness the product of meticulous effort, masking the depths of her obsession.
• Yolena adored the sapphire blossoms, a symbol of Whiteridge's rare beauty. When Cryonaia took control of the princess, a faint, unspoken fondness for the flowers lingered, though Cryonaia would never acknowledge it.
• Cedartown, with its haunting beauty and eternal snowfall, has always captured Cryonaia's imagination. She dreams of encasing it in a massive snow globe—one she will control, a frozen world all to herelf.
• Cryonaia regards herself as the finest ice sculptor in history, though her creations are not wrought through carving, but through an artistry all her own.


