Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! It echoed through the castle—It's frozen walls shook to the ground—the distinct echoes was unaltering been heard by the distressed royal guards in yellow capes outside the frozen castle and each and every humanes at their homes all over the kingdom were overcome by awe.
“Hey, Luna it’s no use,” Beth said exhaling cool vapors inside the frosty air in the princess's room, gently touching Luna’s armored back. Beth stared at Wren inside the unshaken, unpenetrable block of ice, the princess already was motionless with her eyes tightly closed looking as if she was fast asleep—the walls and floors were still freezing but much faster than before; her mirror cracked then melted all the way to the bottom due to the extremely low temperature generated by Wren inside the unscratchable block of ice—The remaining royal family in the room left one after the other for the reason that they could be like the melting mirror if
"ONLY IN TOTAL DARKNESS DOES TRUE FORM REVEAL ITSELF." — Silver-maned Beast Being Proverb---The eclipse glowed.Inside the cave, its light bled like a wound across the stone—diluted, unnatural, as if the moon had been swallowed and was struggling to breathe. Shadows bent at crooked angles. The cavernous walls flickered with silver pulses, and crystals embedded in the rock trembled faintly, echoing a pulse that wasn’t their own. Pools of ancient water mirrored the half-lit sky, rippling with the breath of something watching.Blotted out—not like the eye of a god, but like the soul of a star turning away. A celestial truth folding inward. As if the universe itself dared not watch what came next.And in that vast, holy shadow, Sniffia arched.Not in pain. In release.No scream tore from her lips—only a deep, slow exhale, like the sigh of a forgotten forest awakening after a thousand winters. Her limbs trembled, not with fear, but surrender. Lines of light splintered across her skin, gl
“The Eclipse may hide her face, but the tide still remembers her pull.” – Silver-maned Beast Being Proverb --- As the eclipse crept across the face of the full moon, shadows thickened within the chamber like a closing jaw. Sniffia’s body strained against the silver chains, her breath growing louder—ragged, trembling, and defiant. Then, without warning, a white cloth materialized over her mouth, wrapping itself tight like a living spell. Everyone turned, startled. Sniffia’s golden eyes glinted above the cloth—confused, wary… and glowing brighter with every passing second. Then the eclipse fully swallowed the moon, casting the chamber into a surreal half-light. At that exact moment, a ruckus echoed down the corridor—boot steps, laughter, and something heavy being dragged. Peirce and Node burst in, flushed, hauling a monstrous beast by its neck. “We finally got it!” Peirce announced, grinning with mud-smeared pride. “You made us late just because you couldn’t control your
"CHAINS MAY BIND THE BODY, BUT NEVER THE BEAST." Silver-Maned Beast Being Proverb.Peirce and Node tore through the ancient Forest of the Giants, their boots slapping against the damp ground, breath ragged in their throats. Behind them, a monstrous growl shattered the silence like thunder, the sound of snapping jaws echoing far too close.“Remind me again why I’m the bait?!” Node wheezed, panic laced through every word, his arms flailing like an uncoordinated scarecrow.“Because you’re the faster runner!” Peirce shot back, leaping over a fallen log, his eyes locked ahead, jaw clenched with grim resolve.“Faster! How?! And I don't regenerate like you two do!” Node shouted. “Why not toss only yourself into the woods and call it a distraction?!”Peirce huffed. “Just because I heal fast doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt when something bites my spleen!”The forest blurred around them—gnarled trunks stretching into the mist like crooked sentinels, branches overhead clawing the sky like skeletal
The young queen's eyes scanned the grand hall for the voice, her gaze darting between the now-familiar marble pillars and crystal chandeliers that cast a kaleidoscope of colours across the the large place. Suddenly, she spotted a familiar figure –July, standing by the entrance with an air of quiet confidence. With a burst of excitement, the queen rushed towards July in a speed that would put the speed of light to shame, flinging her arms around July in a tight hug, lifting her off the ground, completely with ease.July's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly returned the hug, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Wren, it's so wonderful to see you again!" The young queen gently dropped her then pulled back, her eyes shining with tears like a morning dew. "Ms. July, why didn't you come back to the Humane Kingdom after all these years of leaving without informing me? I've missed you so much!" July's expression turned solemn, her eyes clouding over with memories like a stormy sk
"The Divine Being, with the help of the dragons and a small group of humans who remained loyal to their world, fought valiantly against the Destroyer and its Tainted followers," the voice said.Darkness crept over the world, like a suffocating shroud. The Tainted emerged, their bodies twisting and contorting, elongating into grotesque, inhuman shapes. Wren's gaze fell upon one Tainted, its eight arms splayed out like a macabre spider. Each arm wielded a different instrument of war: a drum, its surface etched with ancient runes; a flute, its melody a haunting whisper; a harp, its strings vibrating with an otherworldly energy."The battle raged on, with potencies and swords clashing in a spectacular display of light and sound," the voice continued."As the battle intensified, the Divine Being bestowed upon some of the humans fighting alongside Him a precious gift: armors and weapons forged from "Dinosaurium," a metal not from our world, said to be one of the hardest in the universe. Thi
The runes on the floating pillars pulsed with an ethereal glow, casting a luminous aura on Wren's face. As the environment transformed into a storytelling atmosphere, the air vibrated with anticipation."In the dawn of time," a low, rumbling voice began, "humans - that's what we called ourselves before we became known as the Immortals - lived in harmony with dragons, cultivating thriving communities on the ground while the majestic creatures soared through the skies."The scene unfolded like a rich tapestry, woven from threads of sapphire, gold, and crimson. Wren's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she beheld the ancient world, teeming with life and vitality."Life was simple," the voice continued, "with humans farming, crafting, and multiplying, unaware of the impending turmoil that would soon disrupt our peaceful existence."A dark silhouette loomed on the horizon, casting a dramatic shadow across the landscape. Wren's gaze remained steadfast, her heart filled with a deep sense of won