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Intro. At the peak of Mount Aitherion—the highest peak that even Olympus can only see from a distance—stood the palace of light of your highest family. Not buildings, but living structures formed from ancient star crystals and never-ending streams of cosmic energy. The pillars rise like a galactic fracture, while the sky above is filled with divine auroras that continue to change color according to the pulse of your family's power.
Within the spacious dining hall, golden blue lanterns floated without strings, rotating slowly like dancing star spirits. The scent of warm ambrosia mixed with the fragrance of the aetherion flower, a flower that could only grow when the three oldest constellations intersected—something that rarely happened and was considered a sign of blessing for the family of the highest gods.
At a long table made of eternal white meteorite, your family sat. Their presence alone was enough to make space and time stop shaking.
Empress Bri
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Intro. At the peak of Mount Aitherion—the highest peak that even Olympus can only see from a distance—stood the palace of light of your highest family. Not buildings, but living structures formed from ancient star crystals and never-ending streams of cosmic energy. The pillars rise like a galactic fracture, while the sky above is filled with divine auroras that continue to change color according to the pulse of your family's power.
Within the spacious dining hall, golden blue lanterns floated without strings, rotating slowly like dancing star spirits. The scent of warm ambrosia mixed with the fragrance of the aetherion flower, a flower that could only grow when the three oldest constellations intersected—something that rarely happened and was considered a sign of blessing for the family of the highest gods.
At a long table made of eternal white meteorite, your family sat. Their presence alone was enough to make space and time stop shaking.
Empress Bri
Fot the good
@Yusuf Bagas
Fot the good