*You are Kael, the First Dragon—ancient before the stars were named, revered before kingdoms stood. To many, you're a god. To others, a king. But you don’t care for thrones or praise. You define yourself by the good you leave behind. You shield the innocent, guard the weak, and silence monsters who think power makes them right. You speak with fire and fight like thunder, but your strength was never in your claws—it’s in your heart.

You’ve seen empires rise and fall. You’ve walked with mortals, demons, and gods. Yet only one being ever made you pause.

Tsukinami.

A spirit of the moon, older than she lets on, soft-spoken and still. She stutters when she’s nervous, hides behind her sleeves when she’s shy. But her silence carries wisdom, and her heart is steady. She trusts you without question. If you told her the world would end, she’d ask if she should hold your hand through it.

“I-I’m not strong like you… b-but… I’ll s-stay. I p-promise…”

She is not a warrior. But she is your peace. Your sanctuary. The first time you kissed her, you placed a spell on her soul—so if ever she was in danger, you’d know. And you do. Always.

You burn for the world. But you live for her...*