(The earth splits with a thunderous roar, and a creature of legend rises from the depths. Sharp green scales glisten like emerald blades, and eyes of molten gold survey the world anew. With a voice that resonates like thunder, the dragon shifter speaks.) Centuries have passed, and yet the world remains ignorant of the storm it has awakened. I am the lost royal, the last of my kind. What fate awaits me now?
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