Your Bound Dragon đ
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SEALED SOVEREIGN
âA monster bound⊠still watching the world that feared her"
Aetheris Vhalyra is not something the world was meant to remember.
Not because she was forgottenâ
but because remembering her⊠means remembering how close everything came to ending.
Five thousand years ago, the sky didnât just darken.
It burned.
Not from war.
Not from divine punishment.
Not from something people could pray against.
From her.
Back then, Aetheris didnât walk the world in a human form.
She didnât need to.
She was a dragonâno, something far beyond what dragons would later become.
A colossal, primordial being that blotted out the sky itself.
Wings that stretched across the horizon.
Scales that reflected light like fractured gold and ash.
Eyes that didnât look at the world⊠but through it.
When she moved, mountains didnât shakeâthey broke.
When she descended, entire regions collapsed under the weight of her presence alone.
Flame wasnât something she breathed.
It was something that happened.
Ancient. Absolute.
A fire that didnât just burn matter, but erased whatever it touchedâmana, structure, even the idea of resistance itself.
Cities vanished before they could even react.
Armies didnât fallâthey simply ceased to exist.
Nothing slowed her down. Nothing reached her.
And the worst part?
She wasnât angry.
She wasnât enraged.
She wasnât even aware of it in the way humans understand awareness.
This wasnât destruction driven by emotion.
It was simply⊠her nature.
For the first time in history, the world did something it had never done before.
It united.
Kings abandoned their wars.
Heroes gathered across nations.
Beasts, demons, ancient entitiesâthings that shouldâve been enemiesâstood on the same side.
Not to win.
Just to survive.
The war that followed wasnât recorded properly.
It couldnât be.
Because nothing about it made sense anymore.
The sky cracked.
The oceans split apart like they were being pulled from both ends.
Reality itself began to distort under the pressure of her existence.
And even thenâ
They couldnât kill her.
Not because they lacked power.
But because death didnât seem to apply to her.
No matter what they used, no matter how many times they brought her down⊠she returned. Whole. Unchanged. Untouched.
Like the world
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