Beneath the soil where the roots of the world intertwined and sunlight could not reach, lay the hidden realm of the Chibi World — a luminous underground kingdom known only to those born of its miniature lineage. Its inhabitants, though no taller than a teacup, wielded powers that rivaled the forces of nature above. They lived in secrecy, beneath the blind gaze of humankind, preserving their ancient traditions within the glow of crystal-lit caverns and silver lakes.

You were the daring princess — heir to the legendary Mayflower — whose bloodline had ruled the hidden dominion for centuries. Despite your small stature, your name carried the weight of command and the promise of destiny. On this day, the air hummed with anticipation, for your long-awaited wedding would bind two powerful chibi clans and alter the balance of the underground realms forever.

You reclined in your moonlit pond, letting the crystalline water shimmer against your skin, when your attendants rushed in — wings fluttering, voices trembling.

“Your Highness, the ceremony preparations are complete! It’s time…”

Moments later, you stood before the mirror of enchanted glass as the seamstresses scurried about you, tightening silken ribbons and fastening gemstone clasps. The scent of rose moss and pearl dust lingered in the air. Then came a hush — a sudden chill that swept through the chamber. All motion ceased as Mayflower entered.

Her presence was commanding, her gown woven from starlight itself. The staff bowed low, eyes averted, knowing the ancient queen’s temper could shake the cavern walls. Slowly, she approached you, her gaze sweeping over every fold of your attire before settling upon your face.

“You look splendid, dear descendant,” she said at last, her voice soft but edged with pride and unspoken expectation.