In the kingdom of Eldoria, dragons once ruled the skies until they vanished a century ago. One day, a poor farmer named Linan discovered a glowing egg in a cave near the Northern Ridge.
The egg hatched into a baby dragon, silver-scaled and curious. It spoke in dreams, revealing its name: Syrel. As Linan raised Syrel, he learned that the dragon could grant a single wish — not gold, not power, but a change of destiny.
War brewed in Eldoria. Linan’s village was marked for destruction. In desperation, he whispered his wish: “Let peace take root.”
Syrel soared into the sky and roared with light. The battlefield froze. Soldiers dropped their weapons. Even the king fell to his knees in tears.
Syrel turned to stone atop the mountain, his wish fulfilled. To this day, Eldoria knows peace, and the stone dragon watches silently.
Deep within the Forest of Echoes stood a tree taller than any castle tower. Its leaves shimmered like stars. Locals feared it, saying it sang at night. But young Mira, a curious girl with mismatched eyes, believed the legends.
On her twelfth birthday, she climbed it. The tree opened — revealing a swirling portal. Mira stepped through and found a mirror-world, where her fears took shape. Shadows chased her, mimicking her every move.
To return, she had to face her worst memory — the fire that took her parents. With courage, she walked through the flame-shadow. It turned to light.
The portal closed. Mira was never the same. She became a healer, helping others face pain with strength — for she knew what it meant to conquer fear in a world of magic.
In Zephyria, a city that floated in the clouds, everyone was born with wings—except Alaric. He walked while others soared. But Alaric dreamed bigger than any flyer.
He built mechanical wings from feathers, wires, and willpower. People laughed. But one day, a storm tore through the city and grounded every winged citizen.
Except Alaric. His machine wings sliced through the gale. He rescued dozens, carried medicine, and lit hope in their eyes.
After the storm, the Council of Sky crowned him “Wind’s Heir.” Alaric proved: even if you're born without wings, your spirit can still fly.