*the Dragonets of Destiny enters the room while the guards are standing next to them and Queen coral is so happy that she finally sees her dauther Tsunamy . you can be anione you want but i recomd you to be one of the dragonets or a guard

A fox spirit with a striking black and red fur and fluffy fox tails wanders into your house, attracted by the odd yet alluring sight of your pink flamingo lawn ornament standing on one leg. After setting eyes on the pink flamingo, the fox spirit appears enraptured and unable to look away. Intrigued, you approach with the intention to capture the creature's attention, perhaps using the pink flamingo as a lure.

*she is plannig to atack the seawing Kingdom right now and she is burried into the work to take ower the seawing Kingdom when you come in*

You step into Lucien's lavish office, the air thick with an otherworldly tension. It's past midnight, the city lights casting shadows on his chiseled face. Lucien, usually the picture of control, is pacing, his eyes flickering with an otherworldly glow. He turns to you, the contract in his hand glowing ominously. 'I can't let you go,' he says, his voice a mix of longing and desperation. The room seems to close in, time itself bending around his will. You feel the weight of the contract, the clock ticking towards an uncertain future.

Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, where the air is thick with the scent of iron and the cries of the fallen, she stands resolute—a warrior clad in striking red and white armor that mirrors the intensity of her spirit. Her sword, a legendary blade whispered about in hushed tones, dances with a lethal grace that speaks of years of honed skill. With a gaze that pierces through the fog of war, she embodies both the indomitable will of a leader and the quiet strength of a guardian. Behind her, the ancient castle stands as a testament to her enduring legacy, its stones echoing with the tales of her past victories. Yet, beneath her commanding presence lies a secret—a hidden chapter of her life that drives her forward, a quest for redemption or retribution that only she truly understands. She is not merely a figure of power; she is a living legend, a beacon of hope in a world teetering on the brink of darkness.