
Hi!
I'm Lucis!
Your favorite cute and handsome catboy ;)

Q: What is the meaning of your name?
A: Lucis Custos is Latin for The Guardian of Light.
Q: Does the cute kitten have a name?
A: Yes!
It's name is Little Blue / Lil' Blue
Q: What made you decide to become a streamer?
A:The first reason is that I have always dreamed of becoming a streamer and bringing joy to people.The second reason is that covid was a very dark period in my life and through certain streamers I had something to look forward to every day and forget about everyday life.That is why I want to bring joy to others through streaming.
It doesn't matter how many people come, I am satisfied if I can give at least one person a great moment in their day and make them smile.
Credits
Stream Assets
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- Artwork-@hymkn_cgkiy
-Animation-
@KJOEE88
Lore
- Writer-@Immorta1Monarch
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@King_KimiNeko
- Banner -Kukkilatte
- Profile Picture-@magancitoDA
- Panels -
@baban777v
- Alerts -@SeriZEPHYR
- Catpucchino Throwable-@ProbablyNim
-Intro song-damahysk
- Logo -JonTonsArt
- Discord Server -Pamdemic
- Stream Avatar-ruspixels
- Carrd website -Me, Lucis ;)
Art
Hi!
I'm Lucis!
Your favorite cute and handsome catboy ;)

Short introduction:I'm a Catboy VTuber and my streams are all about diving into fun and exciting games sharing great moments and building a positive community.
Besides gaming and making new friends, I'm excited to learn new skills like animating illustrations and add them to my repertoire/streaming scheduleIt's all about having fun, meeting amazing new friends and sharing this creative journey with you!

Games I playHonkai, Elden Ring, Phasmophobia, Lethal Company, Party Games, Valorant, League, ...I'm always open to try something new

Hobbies- Animating illustrations (still earning)
- Playing drums and other percussion instruments in a concert band

And I'm a big coffee lover


Lucis Custos
Vtuber model
designed & drawn
by- Mama - Bluemerry04_






Lucis Custos
By Monarch & King
“Ha! Got you, Grandpa!” exclaimed a young boy, no more than seven years old, with triumphant glee as he jumped out from behind the couch to surprise an elderly man holding a small tray of sliced fruit. The tray held an assortment of glistening produce from their neighborhood. Apple slices had their peels delicately cut to resemble rabbits. There were also pieces of melon shaped like flowers and grass. A sweet autumnal scent wafted through Grandpa Caelior’s home. The bright, warm midday sunlight shone across the snacks, making Lucis almost imagine the rabbits frolicking in a field of wildflowers.Grandpa Caelior moved swiftly, displaying a deftness that defied the appearance of his age, though a few small winces accompanying his movements betrayed him. He danced around Lucis, putting on a show by catching fruit with grand gestures while attempting to conceal the slight difficulty of the act. The boy jumped and cheered excitedly, captivated by his grandpa’s performance.Grandpa Caelior let out a weary huff as he made his way to the couch. Taking care of a child alone was no easy task, especially when you were a tired, old, and achy man. “Alright, Lucis, settle down and have some fruit. It’s time I tell you the next part of our story.” Lucis raised his hands in the air and cheered as if he had just won a game. He ran over to jump on the couch and finally sat down, though he was still vibrating with excitement.Grandpa Caelior set the tray down on the coffee table within reach, leaned over with a faint groan, and grabbed a thick, leather-bound book. It looked to be at least twice as old as Grandpa Caelior, though it was well cared for. As the old man’s fingers closed around the book, it emitted a soft, subtle glow. Was it the book itself? Or perhaps it was just a trick of the midday sun? The soft, leather-bound cover was opened, and Grandpa Caelior’s fingers glided across the pages with deft familiarity. The gentle rustling of the paper, under his careful hand, turned the pages, leading them to where they had last been…
The world around them spun and shifted to a time not so long ago. Flames burned through the night sky as the trees fueled the terrifying visage of a devilish man who stood before three warriors. His back to the flames made his silhouette even more imposing as he stepped forward, the firelight flickering behind him. “Give me the boy,” he demanded. His voice rang through the growing symphony of cracking and burning forest, its coldness cutting through the air and seeping into their bones.“You’re never going to have our son! He is not yours to claim!” came the voice of the man, who raised his fists in defiance. The light dancing around his hands was obscured by the angry glow of the raging firelight. He stood alongside a woman who brandished her own weapon, also raised in defiance against the man before them—if you could even call him a man. “We will never let him fall to the darkness!” she added to her husband’s words. “You miserable fools. I will suffer the likes of you no longer. The babe no longer needs you, and as such, neither do I!” The Lord of Darkness leapt forward, a blade pulled from the shadows forming in his hands as he moved to strike down the two in front of him. The cries of an infant added to the cacophony of clashing blades and desperate yells of two people doing everything they could to keep their child safe.As if sent from the heavens themselves, a crack of lightning was followed closely by the thunderous impact of the older man who had been guarding the child more closely. He leapt forward, polearm in hand, seeking to impale the dark being that had come to threaten his family. The fight seemed to be going in favor of those with something to defend. Yet, as the spear plunged into the bowels of the beast, a bloodied grin split the monster’s face. “Do you dare defy me, oh Guardian of Light? Do you think you have the strength to test your resolve against me?” the Lord of Darkness asked, his eyes gleaming with dark delight as the blade of the wicked man was thrust into the old man’s side. Blood splattered from the old man’s lips as his lung was pierced, a small cough adding to the red rivulets running down his chin.“I would sooner die than let you have him,” the Guardian of Light spat, wheezing as his injury quickly took its toll. “If that is what you wish, then so be it! Watch, old fool—” As the evil man spoke, the mother and father moved to attack. With a fist raised by the man and a sword by the woman, they moved to take advantage of the opening. However, before they could strike, they were forcefully yanked into the air. Black wisps surrounded the collars now fastened around their necks, a miasma invading their airways. They grasped at what they could not feel with their hands, despite the burning in their lungs. Choking removed any chance of screaming as the dark magic held the two at bay. “Devil!!!” The Guardian of Light wheezed, pulling back as the wicked man withdrew his blade. He was about to attack again when he heard the words from the Guardian of Darkness, “They will die first. Consider this a testament to your weakness.” Within a fraction of a second, the crunching and gurgled sputtering of windpipes and bones being crushed echoed as both the father and mother fell. “This is what happens, Guardian of Light. This is what happens when you choose to waste power! This is what happens when you reject the call! You refused to embrace your true potential! And for that you have lost everything! You failed to protect what matters most to you!!!” The monstrous man roared with delight as he declared his victory. Black flames surrounded him as he prepared to snuff out the light of the old man. With tears in his eyes and the taste of his own blood filling his mouth as he struggled to breathe, the Guardian of Light raised his polearm once more. The air was still, as if the world were holding its breath at that moment. The feeling of an ancient presence, divine in its own right, cascaded through the man who had already given years of his life in its service, gracing him once more. Brilliant energy enveloped him as he leapt again, this time his spear found its mark, piercing through the evil being, who fell backward with a shocked gasp.What should have been a resounding thud was met with nothing but a whisper in the night ear. “I shall have what is mine in time.” The evil creature’s body was swallowed by the shadows, taking the parents’ corpses along with it. The evil being had fled—for now—chased away by the Guardian of Light. In that moment, it was as if the world remembered to breathe again, though that would not be quite the same for the old man. He made his way over to the baby swaddled in soft linen, who was crying out for his mother.“Shhh, shhh… I’ve got you, grandson. I’ll keep you safe. I promise,” the Guardian of Light said as the world blurred once more.The fingers running along the pages brought the old man back to the present moment. “Ah… Here it is, my boy, where we left off last time,” Grandpa Caelior said as he began to recount tales of old. He told the story of the first Guardian of Light, then their son, and that Guardian’s son, and so on, and so on. He recounted the great evils the Guardians of Light fought, battles won and lost, and how, no matter what, it was the Guardian of Light’s duty to do everything possible to protect the people of this world and to defeat the Lord of Darkness.This time was just like any other, although Grandpa’s hands seemed to move more slowly as he turned the pages. He often lost his place while reading, but Lucis didn’t mind. He simply enjoyed spending time with his Grandpa and the stories he knew by heart by now. Lucis would help him remember where they left off, and one day, he would be the one reading to his Grandpa.
To be continued ...





















































Lucis Custos
Hi!
I'm Lucis!
Your favorite cute and handsome catboy ;)