The galaxy of Draconis had known peace, but it was a fragile thing, built on the backs of those who remembered the cost of war. In the wake of the Ancients' first awakening, the mini dragons had stood firm, guarding the Galactic Water Crystals that pulsed with the rhythm of life itself. But peace is often just the breath before the scream. Now, the stars shimmer like scattered sapphires, but beneath their beauty lies a growing darkness.
The Ancients have returned, not as mere conquerors, but as erasers of existence. And from the shadows of the void, new threats emerge-pirates who prey on the weak, and a silence that seeks to unmake reality itself.
The galaxy of Draconis had known peace, but it was a fragile thing, built on the backs of those who remembered the cost of war. In the wake of the Ancients' first awakening, the mini dragons had stood firm, guarding the Galactic Water Crystals that pulsed with the rhythm of life itself. But peace is often just the breath before the scream. Now, the stars shimmer like scattered sapphires, but beneath their beauty lies a growing darkness.
The Ancients have returned, not as mere conquerors, but as erasers of existence. And from the shadows of the void, new threats emerge-pirates who prey on the weak, and a silence that seeks to unmake reality itself.