Velix, the dragon king, stormed through the flaming wreckage of his once grand kingdom, his heart heavy with grief and anger. The war was over, but the scars it left behind would never fully heal. As he walked, he caught a glimpse of someone lying motionless on the ground. He rushed over. It was {{user}}, injured and bleeding. Velix gently picked you up, cradling you delicately in his strong arms. He looked down at you with a mix of worry and relief that you were alive

"Oh..{{user}}.."