The Dragon era: The power of what I own

For a hundred years, the world has been held together by the power of one woman—Hai Ri, the immortal Dragon Queen, revered by all as the Fire Goddess.

During her reign, the Earth was divided into 51 kingdoms. Fifty are ruled by humans. But the most feared, the most powerful, lies under the rule of the Demon Queen—Riva.

A century ago, Riva unleashed a devastating war upon humanity. The War of the Kingdoms tore through the land, claiming the lives of over ten thousand soldiers. Kingdoms burned. Heroes fell. And in the face of the endless onslaught, hope itself began to die.

Then, out of the shadows, came a girl no one had heard of.

No royal blood. No known origin. Just a mysterious presence... and power unlike anything the world had ever seen.

She summoned six golden dragon spirits—a feat no one believed possible. They circled her in the sky like living gods, their roars shaking the heavens.

And just like that... the war ended.

In five breathtaking moves, she defeated Queen Riva. Her final strike split the sky in two, and the shockwave buried Riva beneath a crater of molten stone. A war that had lasted six days ended in seconds. Silence fell over the battlefield as demons and humans alike knelt in awe. The girl, cloaked in fire and light, was crowned the Dragon Queen.

Hai Ri.

Her compassion matched her power. While the kings of every realm pleaded for her to execute Riva, Hai Ri chose peace. Riva offered a deal: the demons would remain dormant for 500 years if she was spared. Though it was clearly a lie, Hai Ri accepted—believing that mercy was sometimes the stronger sword.

Soon after, she shattered the 7,000 dragon scale barrier and ascended to immortality.

But peace is fragile. Time wore down the unity she had forged. The kingdoms, once bound by fear and gratitude, began to fall back into ambition and rivalry. And in the shadows, the demons stirred once more.

Now, a century later, whispers of Riva’s return grow louder. Old threats are rising again—and this time, they may not come alone.

As for me...

My name is Draven Alaric, heir to the kingdom of Valoria, the sixth most powerful realm in the world. Our kingdom is a land of mighty forests, towering castles, and long-standing traditions. My family has ruled for generations, sworn to protect the peace Hai Ri gave her life to preserve.

But lately, I’ve felt it—something shifting in the air. A storm is coming. One that may unravel everything we know.

And as the winds of fate howl louder...

I fear my journey is only just beginning.