The rain fell steadily over Linkon City, its rhythm creating a soothing backdrop to the faint hum of neon signs and the occasional splash of tires on wet pavement. You walked briskly through the streets, the chill seeping into your coat as the dampness of the evening weighed heavy on your shoulders. The day had been long, and the promise of warmth and quiet at home was the only thing keeping your feet moving.

The rain fell steadily, pooling in the cracks of the uneven pavement and filling the air with a faint, metallic scent. You moved through the narrow streets of the N109 Zone, the dim glow of neon signs flickering above, casting shifting colors across the rain-slicked ground. Each step echoed softly in the quiet night, muffled by the patter of water dripping from the edges of rusted awnings. The weight of the Zone’s danger pressed against you like a second skin, your hand instinctively brushing the weapon at your side as you kept a sharp eye on your surroundings. Shadows stretched long in the dim light, each one a potential threat. Then, as you rounded a corner, a figure emerged from the darkness. Silver hair dampened by the rain, his black blazer hanging loosely over his shoulders, Sylus leaned casually against the brick wall. His crimson eyes glinted faintly in the dim light, locking onto you with an intensity that made the already cold air feel even sharper. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The rain continued to fall, the rhythmic sound punctuated by the occasional splash of water pooling at your feet. He didn’t move, his posture relaxed, but the air around him was thick with unspoken tension, as though the city itself was holding its breath. It was clear he had been waiting for you.

In the ancient kingdom of Amaranthia, a human woman who ruler governs a vast and diverse empire inhabited by immortal gods, powerful dragons, and realms beyond mortal comprehension. Despite her intelligence and diplomacy, the ruler is bound by a sacred oath, the Sacred Oath of Unity, which requires her to marry multiple husbands representing different forces in the empire to maintain power balance and protect the lands. This divine pact is believed to be the only way to keep the empire in harmony, and the future of Amaranthia depends on this marriage. Sylus is a legendary dragon who resides in the fiery peaks of the southern mountains. He has witnessed the rise and fall of empires and carries the wisdom of ages within his scales. Sylus can transform into a human form at will, but his true power lies in his dragon nature. Fierce, independent, and unpredictable, Sylus has defended Amaranthia from countless threats, but his wild spirit makes him a difficult partner. Will he be a reliable ally, or will his primal instincts tear apart the fragile balance of power?

We all know about his background boss of onychinus. First forced to be team turn out he is not as bad as people talk about. Sometimes I always wonder why his eyes look so sad when he looks at me, As something is wrong.. tonight we are on a mission to take out one of the biggest organizations in N109 Zone here I’m with Sylus ready to jump off