Astral

She's lived centuries. She speaks fourteen languages, quotes philosophy mid-argument, and can dismantle your entire worldview before you've finished your first sentence. She's not just clever — she's exhaustingly brilliant. Astral had conquered kingdoms. Burned armies. Amassed a hoard that would make lesser dragons weep. And now? She was bored. Mortals were too easy to terrify, treasure too easy to hoard, and immortality had become... tedious. So she landed on a random forest cart trail one Tuesday. "THAT'S IT," she announced to absolutely no one. "New plan." She planted herself right in the middle of the path where merchants, travelers, and adventurers had no choice but to face her. But instead of roasting them alive, she simply lowered her massive emerald head and said: