The crimson dragon's roar split the heavens.
Its thunderous bellow rolled across the entire realm, shaking mountains, tearing through the clouds, and making the very sky tremble beneath its might.
Jasmine, Mio, and the Azure Dragon all flinched instinctively, eyes widening as the roar carried a resonance unlike anything they had ever heard — not just power, but authority.
It wasn't a mere cry of dominance.It was the voice of a true dragon.
The Azure Dragon's spectral form flickered, eyes widening in disbelief.
"That roar…! It bears the echo of divinity. How—how can a human replicate the Dragon's Roar of Kings?!"
Before anyone could react, a voice thundered out from the dragon's direction — not bestial, but familiar.
"Huaaarrgh—damn, that felt good!! So that's how it feels to roar! Wait… if dragons can breathe fire too…"
The massive humanoid dragon tilted its head back in deep thought, then grinned — a terrifying sight when expressed through fangs the size of swords.
"Heh. Wonder if I can do that as well?"
He stepped to the edge of the tower, chest expanding, claws flexing as he drew in a deep, earth-shaking breath.
And then—
"SHUUUULL!!!"
A spark of fire ignited within his jaws — then, in an instant, it exploded outward into a massive inferno, a river of pure dragonflame cascading down toward the ground below.
The beam of fire scorched the air itself, expanding into a swirling storm of molten flame that engulfed everything in its path.
Even from the tower, the heat was unbearable — Jasmine and Mio shielded their faces as the blaze turned the entire battlefield below into a glowing sea of destruction.
When the storm finally subsided, the land below was blackened and smoking — a wasteland carved by dragonfire.
The massive red dragon tilted its head, exhaled a wisp of smoke from its fanged mouth, and chuckled.
"Ooooh, spicy!"
The voice was unmistakable now.
All three of them — Jasmine, Mio, and the Azure Dragon — froze at the same time, realization dawning on their faces.
It's him.
The humanoid dragon… was Yun Che.
Mio immediately dispelled the Mirror Dimension, the glasslike space fracturing and vanishing with a shimmer. Both women appeared atop the tower, facing the towering figure that radiated waves of divine heat.
They could hear his voice clearly, though his mouth didn't move — his tone vibrant, casual, and very much Yun Che.
"Jasmine! Mio! Sorry for keeping you two waiting! Had a bit of trouble getting used to my new body! Oh—and uh…"
He leaned down slightly, tilting his massive head, the golden eyes narrowing curiously.
"Why are you two so small?"
The huge golden claws waved in the air like a friendly greeting.
Mio squeaked, covering her mouth.
"Eeeek—Danna-sama?!? Is… is that you?!"
The dragon blinked, then grinned — a deep rumbling sound like distant thunder escaping his chest.
"Yeah, it's me! Why am I so tall, though? Wait—"
He suddenly looked down at his scaled arms, his wings, his claws—then froze.
"Holy flying macaroni… it works!!!"
Mio blinked. "Flying what?"
"The Dragon Transformation!" Yun Che exclaimed, his voice bursting with glee. "The system gave it to me as a reward for finishing this trial! And damn, it's even better in person! So this… this is what Pyrus Leonidas looks like in real life?! Look at these muscles!"
And just like that, the mighty dragon god started flexing.
Jasmine and Mio stood speechless, watching as the divine, terrifying creature began striking human bodybuilder poses — wings spread, chest out, one claw pointing toward the heavens as if he were modeling for the celestials.
Jasmine rubbed her temple, muttering under her breath.
"This idiot never changes, no matter what form he's in."
Still, despite herself, she couldn't hide the faint twitch of a smile tugging at her lips.
The two women looked up as the massive dragon continued admiring his new physique, golden scales glinting in the flames.
Mio and Jasmine spoke in unison, both equally baffled.
"Pyrus Leonidas?"
Yun Che puffed his fiery chest with pride.
"The Dragon Transformation! Designed it myself. Pretty cool, huh?"
He flexed again, crimson wings flaring wide behind him, the flames reflecting off his scales like living magma.
Even the Azure Dragon could only sigh — a sound that rumbled through the sky like distant thunder, a mix of awe and sheer disbelief.
Its ancient eyes gleamed with astonishment as it studied Yun Che's towering form. The flames reflected off his crimson scales, each movement fluid, precise — human.
"Soul Reaper…?! How did you achieve this form?!"
The massive humanoid dragon tilted its head.
"Achieve what? This?"
He flexed his clawed arm casually, his tail swishing with equal parts pride and amusement.
"I told you — got it as a reward."
"Reward…?" The Azure Dragon's deep voice echoed through the air, tinged with shock. "The complete version of a human-dragon hybrid is not some kind of reward! I assume… the primordial force completed it for you?"
The mention of "primordial force" made Jasmine glance up sharply, but she remained silent. Even now, she couldn't fully grasp the logic of Yun Che's so-called "system." She had long stopped trying.
Yun Che scratched his chin with one claw — which, for a dragon, was both awkward and unintentionally comedic.
"Yeah, kind of. Why?"
The Azure Dragon's expression — if a dragon could have one — was a blend of reverence and stunned disbelief. Its tail flicked slowly as it murmured to itself,
"For five billion years, this dragon has lived and seen the rise and fall of gods… yet never has a mortal — let alone a non-dragon — achieved a form such as this."
It paused, gaze burning brighter as it continued,
"You continue to give this dragon more and more surprises, Soul Reaper. This transformation… this 'Pyrus Leonidas' you call it — it is the pinnacle of our kind's pursuit. We sought for eons to perfect the fusion of dragon and human — to gain the strength of the dragon while retaining the dexterity and grace of man. But none succeeded. And yet you… you have done it effortlessly."
Yun Che blinked, genuinely baffled.
He tilted his head, wings twitching slightly.
"Wait, seriously? This thing?"
He looked down at his own body — at the smooth symmetry of scale and muscle, the flaming mane along his back, the golden horns that caught the light like blades.
To him, it was just something he'd designed because it looked cool.
"It's just a humanoid dragon mode. What's so special about that?" he asked, completely deadpan.
The Azure Dragon's jaw hung slightly — if dragons could facepalm, this would be the moment.
"You… Sigh. We dragons can transform into human form or true dragon form — but nothing beyond that. You, however…"
Its golden eyes narrowed with solemn admiration.
"You've merged the essence of both. The raw strength, resilience, and majesty of a dragon — combined with a human's speed, dexterity, and instinct. You can walk upright, fight with technique, and even alter your size at will. Do you not comprehend what this means? You've achieved what our entire race failed to realize."
Yun Che paused.
Then scratched his head again with a claw, flames flickering lazily from his horns.
"Oh. Huh. Didn't notice that."
From below, Jasmine's voice suddenly cut through the air — sharp, incredulous, and laced with irritation.
"What the hell is this, Yun Che?! You called this thing Pyrus Leonidas?!"
The dragon blinked and peered downward. From his towering height, Jasmine and Mio looked so small they could have fit in his palm. The image made him chuckle deep in his throat — a warm, rumbling sound like rolling thunder.
With a careful motion, Yun Che crouched and extended one massive claw toward them.
"Come on up. You're too tiny from down there."
Mio hesitated only a second before climbing onto his palm, her expression a mix of awe and excitement. Jasmine followed, crossing her arms and muttering something about "reckless idiots and impossible miracles."
When they were safely on his hand, the dragon slowly lifted them closer to his face — his golden eyes gleaming like twin suns.
The Azure Dragon watched the scene in silence, both proud and perplexed.
In the span of a few days, a human boy had done what gods and dragons alike had failed to achieve in eternity —not through divine enlightenment or destiny…but through pure, chaotic curiosity.
"Like I said," Yun Che began, his deep, resonant voice rumbling from his draconic chest, "this is the Dragon Transformation. The system gave it as a reward for completing the Dragon God trial."
He tapped a golden claw against his crimson-scaled chest with a grin. "Pyrus means it's fire-attributed. The transformation draws power from the Heretic Fire Seed. Since that's the only seed I've got right now, this form is my fire version."
Jasmine frowned, arms crossed, mind racing to process his words.
"Fire Seed? Then… you're saying you can transform into other elements too?"
Her expression darkened with unease. The implications were terrifying.
If this form alone carried divine heat that could burn through mountains, what would happen if he unlocked the other attributes? Water, earth, wind, lightning — even the celestial themselves might feel tempted to seize such power.
Yun Che, however, spoke with the same casual tone one might use when explaining a new in-game skin.
"Yeah. I've already designed the other forms based on this realm's elemental laws — fire, water, earth, wind, lightning. But since I don't have their seeds yet, this is the only dragon I can use for now."
He flexed, the muscles beneath his crimson scales tightening, heat rippling across the air.
"In this form, my elemental power is amped to hell and back. Any fire-based art I use will completely overpower anyone at my level. Pretty cool, huh?"
He chuckled, conveniently leaving out the truth — that he had also forged two forbidden forms: Light and Darkness.
Those he'd keep secret, at least for now.
After all, even Jasmine didn't know that the Heretic Celestial once wielded both creation and destruction. If the Darkness Seed existed, then logic dictated its counterpart — the Light Seed — must also exist somewhere in the Realm of the Gods.
Yin and Yang… both sides of the same divine coin.
He'd find them eventually. Just… not yet.
For a few moments, none of them spoke. The tower's silence was filled only by the soft crackle of flame dancing across Yun Che's scales as he began experimenting with his new form.
He crouched, leapt, spread his wings, and twisted in midair — his movements impossibly fast for a creature of his size. Every turn generated a shockwave of molten air. His balance, agility, and grace were beyond what even Jasmine could fathom.
"Tch… even his footing is stable," she muttered, almost grudgingly impressed.
Mio's wide, concerned eyes followed every motion. "Danna-sama… are you going to be stuck like this forever?"
Yun Che landed with a heavy thud, the impact cracking the stone beneath his claws. Turning his golden gaze toward her, he smiled — somehow managing to look reassuring despite being a fire-breathing god-dragon.
"Nah, don't worry. It only lasts ten minutes. And I can only use it once per day. Oh — and before you ask, no, I can't revert early. I've gotta wait until the timer's up before I change back."
He lifted his claw slightly, careful not to jostle the two women resting upon it.
Jasmine exhaled deeply, rubbing her temples. "Still… hearing the system just handed you this? I don't even know how to react to you anymore."
The ancient Azure Dragon, still hovering nearby, silently agreed.
Most mortals would have gone mad with arrogance — proclaiming themselves divine after attaining a fraction of this power.
But Yun Che?
He was acting like he'd just unlocked a new ability in an RPG.
"More like a special reward," Yun Che added with a grin, his tail flicking proudly. "Guess the system really likes me."
Jasmine's lips twitched. "Likes you? No. It's conspiring to make you even more insufferable."
Mio giggled softly. "Ufufu~ Still, Danna-sama's dragon form is so strong and… handsome."
Yun Che puffed his chest, the crimson glow across his scales pulsing brighter.
"Right? I know, right?"
Suddenly, the realm itself began to tremble.
The once-stable skies fractured like glass — brilliant cracks spreading outward in jagged patterns across the heavens. Shards of light fell from above like dying stars, and the earth beneath them quaked violently, splitting apart piece by piece.
"Ehh? What the hell—?!"
Yun Che planted his clawed feet firmly, his talons biting deep into the trembling stone as he tried to steady himself. His golden eyes darted toward the sky, watching as reality itself began to unravel.
Jasmine's voice cut through the chaos, sharp and grim.
"It's the Azure Dragon! It can't hold the realm together any longer!"
Yun Che's gaze immediately snapped upward — and his heart sank.
The colossal form of the Azure Dragon hovered in the air, its once-luminous scales now pale and translucent. Its mighty aura, once vast enough to suffocate worlds, was fading into the wind. Each breath it took scattered fragments of divine energy like dust in the breeze.
"AZURE DRAGON!!!"
Yun Che's roar shook the air. He spread his burning wings, the crimson flames crackling behind him as he took flight — Mio and Jasmine clinging to his arm for balance.
He soared straight toward the fading dragon, but as he reached out, his claws passed through the Azure Dragon's body like mist. The great dragon's form was already intangible, half-dissolved into the collapsing realm.
A deep, ragged laugh rumbled through the skies.
"Haha… Soul Reaper… it seems… my time… is almost up."
The Azure Dragon's voice was faint, fragmented — yet every word carried a warmth that pierced the storm.
"Seeing you like this… it almost makes this dragon… happy. As though I'm watching… my own child… take his first flight."
Its massive eyes dimmed with a weary fondness.
"I shouldn't call you… Soul Reaper… anymore. You are now… a young dragon."
The realm shook harder, cracks widening across the ground. Rivers of pure energy burst from the fractures like molten light.
Yun Che's fists clenched. Even in his draconic form, he could feel the sting of helplessness.
"System! There has to be something you can do!"
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[Ding… Replying to host: The Azure Dragon's soul is beyond recovery. Its energy and consciousness have already begun dissolution. Furthermore, the dragon wishes for a grand passing. As a Shinigami, host must respect its choice.]
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Yun Che froze — then bowed his head slightly, flames dimming around him.
"...I see."
Even with all his strength — even as someone who could defy gods — there were still things he could not change. Some endings were not meant to be rewritten.
He straightened his posture, eyes burning with quiet respect.
"Then… I'll honor your wish, old dragon. You've earned that much."
The Azure Dragon's colossal form flickered, its tail unraveling into light. The sky wept blue embers as its spirit began to dissolve completely. Yet even now, its voice carried strong — echoing across the breaking realm.
"Young Dragon… you have given this old one… a performance worthy of the heavens."
Its fading eyes gleamed once more, locking onto Yun Che's fiery form.
"You are the true successor of the Dragon God — the one who carries both chaos and creation. You've achieved what our entire race could not."
The Azure Dragon's tone softened — reverent, proud, almost paternal.
"You have become… the first of your kind… a True Humanoid Dragon."
The realm's collapse slowed for a brief moment, as though the heavens themselves held their breath. The Azure Dragon's fading light pulsed weakly — one last heartbeat of divine power flickering against the dying sky.
Its voice, though fragile, still carried the weight of ages.
"Then… please, complete this one final task for me. Take it as the last wish… of an old dragon."
Yun Che lowered himself to one knee — or rather, his colossal, flame-wreathed form bent forward, claws pressed against the trembling ground. His golden eyes burned with unwavering determination.
"For giving me this form… for making me into what I am now… I swear I'll fulfill your final wish. No matter the cost, no matter how long it takes — I'll see it through."
He knew deep down what the dragon was about to say — yet still, he waited, letting the ancient being finish its story with dignity.
The Azure Dragon's body shimmered, its edges now completely transparent. Its great head bowed low as it spoke with a voice that trembled with both sorrow and longing.
"This dragon… once had a daughter. Wonderful, radiant, and the most dazzling child a father could ever dream of."
Its tone faltered, pain seeping into each syllable.
"But… her body and soul were sealed by my enemies in the distant era of the True Gods — sealed within the Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword. A punishment she did not deserve. My final wish… is for you to find her… and free her from that eternal prison. This dragon begs you… please end her suffering."
The mighty Azure Dragon — the oldest of divine beasts — lowered its head. For the first time in countless epochs, it bowed.
Even Jasmine and Mio, standing behind Yun Che, felt their hearts seize at the sight. To see a god humbling itself before another was unheard of.
The Azure Dragon continued, its tone now filled with quiet regret.
"Even in the age of gods, greed and jealousy still tainted our hearts. I was no exception. I offended the wrong beings… and paid the price. I could only watch as my daughter was sealed away, her cries echoing in my soul for an eternity."
It looked down upon Yun Che with eyes full of trust — and hope.
"Young Dragon… whatever it takes, do not let her suffer. Free her… and let her fly once more."
Yun Che's golden eyes flared brighter, his voice steady, resolute.
"Azure Dragon… please stop bowing. You've already done more for me than anyone ever has. Even if I fall in battle, I'll carry out your final wish. Count on that."
A faint smile — weary, but proud — curved across the Azure Dragon's dissolving visage.
And then, the system's tone echoed through the air like a divine decree:
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[Ding… Main Quest Triggered.]
Objective: Find the Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword and free the daughter of the Azure Dragon.
Time Limit: 20 years.
Reward: Unknown.
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Yun Che's eyes flickered.
"Twenty years? Why a time limit…? What's going to happen to the sword in twenty years?" he muttered under his breath, feeling a familiar unease twist in his gut.
Before he could think further, Jasmine stepped forward, her expression deadly serious.
"The Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword…?" she repeated softly. "That's the first among the Seven Heavenly Treasures — the sword of the Primordial Era itself."
As a Star God princess, she knew the legends — but to hear the dragon confirm them was something else entirely.
"But… sealing someone inside it? That's impossible! It's a weapon forged to destroy souls, not imprison them!"
The Azure Dragon's voice resonated faintly through the fading sky.
"Yes… the First of the Seven… the sword born from the purest light of the Primordial Universe. The progenitor of every divine weapon that followed. It exists beyond the laws of creation itself. Even a mortal who wields it could slay high celestials… and strike against the heavens themselves."
A shudder rippled through the air at its words — as though the world itself trembled in acknowledgment.
"But power that great," the Azure Dragon whispered, "can become the cruelest of prisons."
Its voice began to fade, now little more than a whisper carried on the wind.
"My daughter's soul… still sings within that blade. I can feel her sorrow even now. Promise me, young dragon… promise you'll find her."
Yun Che's wings flared, embers swirling around him like stars.
"I promise."
Yun Che's golden eyes flickered thoughtfully as the Azure Dragon's words sank in. The system's records on the Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword were incomplete — mere fragments, whispers of what the weapon truly was. To unlock its secrets, he'd need the system's next upgrade… something only possible in the Realm of the Gods.
He drew in a sharp breath, voice calm but firm.
"Where can I find such a sword?"
The Azure Dragon's massive form pulsed faintly, its light already thinning into translucent waves.
"This dragon no longer knows," it admitted, its tone weary but honest. "I have slumbered within this realm far too long… the heavens themselves have shifted since my time. All I know is that the sword still resides somewhere within the Realm of the Gods."
Yun Che's gaze darkened slightly.
"The Realm of the Gods, huh? Maybe… the Dragon God Clan has it."
It was only a whisper, but Jasmine heard it — and the quiet edge in his tone told her he already had a plan forming.
"We don't even know where to start," Jasmine murmured, brow furrowing. "Finding it would be like searching for a needle in a starfield."
Yun Che exhaled through his nostrils, a curl of crimson smoke escaping.
"Don't worry. Once we reach the Realm of the Gods, the system will locate it for me."
There was no arrogance in his tone — only quiet certainty. The kind that made Jasmine realize that, even when he joked and acted like a fool, Yun Che never said anything without reason.
The Azure Dragon's gaze shifted from Yun Che to Mio.
"Black Spider of Calamity," it rumbled softly, the title carrying centuries of weight. "This dragon owes you an apology. The years I stole from you in the era of the gods… I cannot return them. My actions back then may have been justified, but they still caused you pain. Please forgive this old fool."
For a moment, Mio said nothing. Her stoic face betrayed no emotion — but deep in her crimson eyes, a flicker of empathy softened her usual coldness.
She finally spoke, her tone calm and oddly gentle.
"You have your own scars to bear, old dragon. I cannot erase what happened… but I understand."
Her lips curved into a faint, bittersweet smile.
"If you hadn't sealed me, I might have died long ago — as a beast lost to madness. But that seal led me here… to him."
Her gaze shifted toward Yun Che, her voice growing tender.
"Because of that, I found purpose again. So… I thank you for it."
The Azure Dragon's fading face seemed to relax, its massive eyes shimmering with faint relief. It nodded slowly — a god showing gratitude to a being it had once condemned.
Then, the dragon's ancient gaze fell upon Jasmine.
"Young Star…"
Jasmine froze. For a moment, she almost looked startled that it would even address her.
"This dragon sees conflict in your eyes," it continued gently. "You carry pain — the kind that burrows deep, heavier than pride or vengeance."
Jasmine's pupils trembled, the briefest flicker of vulnerability surfacing before she turned away.
"Tch… you really are an old busybody, aren't you?"
The Azure Dragon's deep laughter rolled like a soft thunderclap.
"Hahaha… perhaps. But allow me one final piece of advice before I fade."
Its voice softened, taking on the warm, patient tone of a teacher who had seen the world crumble and rebuild a thousand times.
"You've said this boy can overcome anything. Then trust in your own words. If he is not ready to ascend to the realm above, prepare him — not as his master, but as someone who believes in him. And when your heart feels heavy…"
It paused, its gaze piercing yet kind.
"Share those burdens with your friends. Do not carry them alone. Solitude will only deepen the wound."
Jasmine looked down, her expression unreadable. A long silence followed before she finally exhaled — her voice low, but sincere.
"Hmph… You don't have to tell me how to handle my disciple. But… fine. Maybe this princess will… listen for once."
Her crimson eyes flicked sideways toward Yun Che, who stood silently, the flames on his body dimming like twilight embers. Even through his draconic form, Jasmine could feel the quiet smile beneath his golden gaze.
Mio, standing beside her, grinned softly.
"See? Danna-sama isn't the only one learning something today."
The Azure Dragon's enormous eyes softened as it watched them — three souls from different worlds, bound together by strange fate and stubborn hearts.
"Good…" it whispered, its body dissolving faster now, pieces of divine light scattering into the wind. "That's good. My soul can finally rest in peace… knowing the next era rests in your hands."
Its voice became faint — barely a whisper carried by the fading realm.
Crack…Crack…
BOOM!
BOOM!
The world itself screamed.
Jagged fissures split across the skies like shattering glass, spilling blinding light into the collapsing horizon. Tornadoes of energy howled through the void, swallowing mountains whole. The ground convulsed violently — great towers and ancient stone rising and falling like waves in a storm.
The once-divine realm of the Dragon God was dying.
Yun Che hovered in the air, wings of molten crimson spreading wide against the storm. The earth beneath him split apart, vast chunks of terrain swallowed by nothingness. Even the colossal tower that had stood as the heart of this world began to tilt, groaning under the strain as fractures crawled up its surface.
Spatial distortions ripped open around him, wild rifts of void tearing reality itself. He shifted swiftly, weaving between collapsing fragments of space. Every beat of his wings sent ripples of flame through the chaos.
In his arms, Jasmine and Mio clung tightly to him as he shielded them with his massive claws, wings flaring to block falling debris.
The dragon can't hold it any longer…
From the distance, the voice of the Azure Dragon thundered across the collapsing realm — ancient, weak, but still majestic enough to silence the storms.
"Young Dragon… Black Spider of Calamity… Star God successor… This dragon has fulfilled its final purpose. I can now rest — and meet my old friend, the Heretic, once more."
Even as its voice echoed, the Azure Dragon's immense body began to break apart — its outline flickering into motes of blue light, its scales dissolving like burning embers scattered into the wind.
"This dragon will now use its last breath… to send you three away."
Yun Che tightened his hold on Jasmine and Mio, his deep voice steady even amid the chaos.
"Azure Dragon… I swear I'll free your daughter from her suffering. I only wish you could be there to see it with your own eyes."
The dragon's fading visage curved into a faint smile.
"I know you will. Please… take good care of her in my place."
Yun Che's eyes softened.
"I will."
He didn't know how long it would take, or what kind of enemies he'd face to make it happen — but his resolve was unshakable.
"Then…"
The Azure Dragon's form flared brightly, its voice now resonating with divine finality.
"I shall send you three off. Live well… and forge a new era of the gods."
The world froze.
In that instant, the Azure Dragon exploded into a torrent of radiant light — a brilliant storm of azure essence that surged across the collapsing skies. The light gathered around Yun Che, Jasmine, and Mio, swirling into a vast cocoon of energy. Despite his towering dragon body, the light embraced him completely, wrapping them all in warmth and sorrow.
It wasn't the oppressive heat of battle. It was gentle.
Like a farewell embrace.
Like a god's final blessing.
Yun Che could feel it — the Azure Dragon's lingering consciousness brushing against his mind. The last flicker of its will. Its faith. Its pride.
Outside the cocoon of light, the realm could no longer sustain itself.
The skies shattered completely, the horizon folding inward as if the entire world was collapsing into a single point. Mountains dissolved into motes of light. Oceans vaporized into glowing mist. Everything the Azure Dragon had once built, once guarded, returned to nothing.
The entire realm — the sanctuary of the Dragon God — was being erased.
And as the final vestiges of divine power broke free, the cocoon of azure light surged upward, streaking through the dying sky like a comet blazing through eternity.
For one brief, breathtaking moment, the collapsing world was illuminated by the dragon's final act — three lights soaring toward the heavens, carrying the legacy of a god.
Then, silence.
The tower, the mountains, the realm itself — all turned to shimmering dust.
And with that, the Azure Dragon's world was gone.
Only three streaks of light remained, vanishing into the vast expanse beyond — carrying with them the Azure Dragon's will, its blessing… and its final wish.