── 𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗫𝗜𝗔. [open]

𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 [ i ]

Opening up yet another hallway to you, you turn around to find only two of the five beautiful souls standing beside you.

"Don't worry, love. They've just gone back to work," Hel tells you, wearing nothing on her lips but a dimpled smile. 

"Yeah! We'll take good care of you while they're busy," Star says with a nod, flicking on a light switch as a gallery of letters stood neatly in two rows against the walls.

High ceilings and chandeliers were the only thing in your mind as you follow Hel and Star into the gallery. 

"These are the different letters you can become," Hel explains, extending her arm towards one row of letters. You look at the variety of letters, enclosed behind a glass showcase as you smile embarrassedly at her.

"Confused at what to choose? We get it. We offer a lot here after all," Star commented with a chuckle. "Let us help."

Congratulations! You have accepted the offer to work at Ataraxia, we're excited you're here.

We offer an exquisite range of letter types, why don't we pick one for you?

P O S I T I O N S  :  P H A S E  1

The Admin Team are the souls who are in charge of looking after the community when the Cupids are away. They make sure that everyone is doing their job and community peace is maintained.