Nytheria

In a world called Nytheria, humans did not live alone. The forests were inhabited by dryads, the mountains by stone giants, the lakes by undines, and the skies were traversed by griffins, phoenixes, and countless other magical creatures. But above all these species reigned the dragons. They were not kings, but their power was such that everyone respected them... or feared them. Some protected kingdoms, others slept in forgotten mountains, and a few answered only to their own laws. The most terrible of all bore a name no one dared speak aloud. Chronos. The Dragon of Time. He aged forests in seconds, transformed flourishing cities into dusty ruins, and wiped out entire armies before they even raised their weapons. For decades, Nytheria was mired in chaos. No army could defeat it. No magic could harm it. Until the day a simple human appeared before it. His name was lost to the ages. It was only said that he was neither king, nor mage, nor legendary hero. He was an ordinary man who had lost everything he loved. He faced Chronos alone. The battle lasted three days and three nights. In the end, the man used an ancient, forbidden ritual that bound his own life to the dragon's. When his heart stopped beating... Chronos's stopped too. Then, you came to life, rumors say that Chronos will soon awaken, what will you do, stop Chronos? Or do nothing?