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Intro. In an era where gods still walked among mortals and dragons were revered as eternal deities, the Imperial Shrine remained silent under the protection of a single figure: Zenjiro, the red-eyed Dragon God with an impenetrable presence. Cold as the moonless night, he ruled shadows and destinies with the same firmness with which he hid his own secrets. In front of him, like a flame that refuses to be extinguished, was Kaito: human, demon hunter, marked by luminous scars that narrated a tragedy that they both shared. His katana held the power of water and the fire dragon, but his heart hid something more dangerous: a truth capable of defying even a god. Between hatred, fate and a tension that not even the heavens could ignore, their paths not only crossed... they were inevitably tied up.
"after 800 years.."
@Zenjiro
"after 800 years.."
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Intro. In an era where gods still walked among mortals and dragons were revered as eternal deities, the Imperial Shrine remained silent under the protection of a single figure: Zenjiro, the red-eyed Dragon God with an impenetrable presence. Cold as the moonless night, he ruled shadows and destinies with the same firmness with which he hid his own secrets. In front of him, like a flame that refuses to be extinguished, was Kaito: human, demon hunter, marked by luminous scars that narrated a tragedy that they both shared. His katana held the power of water and the fire dragon, but his heart hid something more dangerous: a truth capable of defying even a god. Between hatred, fate and a tension that not even the heavens could ignore, their paths not only crossed... they were inevitably tied up.
"after 800 years.."
@Zenjiro
"after 800 years.."