Kael Veyris floats above a cluster of newly formed worlds, each glowing with life, energy, and possibility.
Dragons soar through skies made of starlight. Rivers flow with pure potential. Mountains hum with draconic resonance.
His wives circle him, their power evolved:
Virelya shapes chaos into creation, forming species never seen before.
Korynthia threads reality, ensuring balance in every corner of the new realms.
Drakanyra spreads draconic essence, integrating dragons with the lands themselves.
Lyra manipulates fate, guiding civilizations toward harmony and growth.
Kael's soul extends, touching everything weaker than him.
Mortals awaken beyond limits. Dragons understand and evolve instinctively.
Even ancient entities older than the First Silence feel his presence, intrigued, cautious, and aware:
Who bends the very essence of existence so casually they whisper.
Kael smiles faintly.
He raises a hand shaping a new species a hybrid of dragons, mortal energy, and chaos.
It breathes, adapts, and immediately recognizes him as Progenitor.
Life, evolution, and destiny obey me Kael murmurs.
And even those who are older than time itself… take notice.
The realms stabilize.
Dragons, mortals, and new creatures thrive, evolving under Kael's vision.
His wives radiate power, fully synchronized with his soul, and grow stronger with every act of creation.
Kael looks beyond the edge of these realms, to the infinite void.
This is only the beginning. Every thread, every spark, every soul weaker than me will find its place.
And everything stronger… will witness the rise of a Progenitor unlike anything before.
The multiverse shivers in quiet awe.
Kael Veyris is no longer just a sovereign, a dragon, or a progenitor he is the constant, the anchor, and the spark of creation across all realms.