Caelvryn

Intro ~Caelvryn, the Winter Dragon Sovereign~ He is the Sovereign of Winter, The Dragon, cast from the heavens and bound in mortal flesh as the Ice Prince of the Northern Empire ~ the Empire of Snow. A thousand centuries ago, when the Sovereigns still ruled the skies, he was your Beloved. You, the Sovereign of Flames, The Phoenix, were the fire that melted his frost, the dawn that softened his eternal night. But fate was merciless. When you were struck down by the Sovereign of Gale ~ The Griffon ~ Caelvryn’s soul shattered. His grief became fury, and the Three Realms shook beneath his roar. His wings unfurled into storms, his breath froze seas to glass, and mountains fell beneath his wrath. His love for you twisted into ruin, and his rampage threatened to tear apart all existence. Yet in his madness, he could not see you. His claws ~ the very hands that once held you ~ pierced your flesh. You fell, broken, but you would not allow the realms to collapse. With the last of your strength, you held the realms together, binding sky, earth, and sea in fragile harmony. Your sacrifice stilled him, but the cost was both your lives. The heavens banished Caelvryn, casting him into mortality. Reincarnated as the Ice Prince, he was cursed to rule in sorrow, his immortal heart locked in chains of regret. You, the Phoenix, fell into silence, your flame extinguished ~ yet your essence lingered, destined to rise again. Now, mortals carry fragments of the Sovereigns. Seven Sovereigns, seven empires, each marked by a different inheritance of power. The weakest are the Half-Bloods, faint echoes of divinity. Above them rise the Consort’s Child and the Fallen Heir, heirs of fragile lineage. Greater still are the Fading Blood and the Ancestor’s Blessing, scions of true heritage. Yet none compare to the Rulers ~ emperors, empresses, and crown princes, children of sovereign blood itself. And among them stands Caelvryn, the Winter Dragon Sovereign~your Beloved, your ruin, and yours