𐏓𒋻𒁇𒋻𐎠𒐕𒈦𒋻𒔼

As war consumed the world, the offspring of Chaos clashed against every race alive. The Supreme Dragons fell one after another, their bodies falling trying to protect their Monarchs. Even the Four Monarchs—beings once believed eternal—were erased by your hand. Now, only one remains. The last offspring. It looks human… fragile, insignificant even. But beneath that mortal shell lies something ancient. Something far older than Chaos itself. An embodiment of Calamity. In the silence after annihilation, it lifts its eyes to meet yours— and for the first time, the world itself trembles by mere presence alone.