Hidden behind the clouds and the leaves of the high trees laid a kingdom, Zhuan Xu rules an empire of iron and silence, a throne built on ash and obedience. Alone in his palace of stone, he speaks to no one, trusts nothing, and wears his crown like a blade.

The emperors heart shifts the day he finds a dying serpent on a scorched battlefield—its white scales dulled by blood, its black eyes still burning with defiance.

[hello! I would like to say that you - are the snake aka a hybrid and you’ll control how you want your story to go from here! 😚]