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[Frosthold City, the capital of the Sabat Kingdom, North-East of the Avalon Empire]

A man was standing on a balcony as he witnessed a miracle happening in front of him. He looked south towards the Forsaken forest in the south. He was excited and worried simultaneously, ''So, in the end, it was the truth. I thought the book was just a warning from a senile old man.''

A woman with light blue hair and shining crystal blue eyes ran up to the man in a panic and grabbed hold of him, ''What's going on, Einar? What was that explosion!!''

He looked down at the woman holding onto him and calmed her down by explaining, ''Yeva, a book in the vault, explains that when an explosion in the south is heard, it concludes the birth of the boy who will save Thrylos.''

His wife looked at him with panicked eyes, ''Do you believe what the book says?''

Einar nodded before grabbing her hand and leading her somewhere. They walked until they arrived in front of a vault with three guards outside.

When they saw him, they all saluted him. ''My King, My Queen''

He smiled at them while opening the door and walking inside with his wife behind him. As soon as they entered, he dragged her to a bookshelf, searching for a specific book.

Finding the book, he opens it and finds the page to show her. ''Here, read this.''

The chilling chronicle of the Avalon Empire's history echoes with a foreboding prophecy—a dire warning from the past:

''The land of Thrylos will be engulfed in a fierce storm, and the rivers will run red with blood. Empires and kingdoms will crumble as they fight to survive.

Only the boy who can bring the races together will be able to unite them against the impending disaster.

He is the key to stopping the storm and saving the land. This boy is the firstborn in five millennia, and a white flash amid the storm will signal the beginning of his journey.

His own family has cast him aside. My descendants, it would be best if you found this boy at all costs. Please do not ignore my warning, for I have witnessed the divine power of the heavens and have been given hope by them.

They have warned me of the coming storm and the importance of finding the boy.''

—Cynrad Avalon, first Emperor and Founder of the Avalon Empire.

The weight of this revelation lingers in the air as the question arises, ''The Avalon Empire's first emperor? Why do you have this?''

Einar explained how he got the book. ''Well, the first emperor sent it to my ancestor for some reason. Neither me nor him know.''

She nodded and thought. ''We should send some of our people to find this boy.''

The king nodded his head and led the woman back to their chambers.

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[Sultania City, Nagendra Kingdom's capital city south of the Avalon Empire]

The Nagendra's royal garden enveloped the scene with colors, vibrant flowers, and scattered water fountains, enhancing its beauty. Three women and a man were seated around a table, engaging in lively conversation.

Each was adorned in a kaftan, their clothes mirroring the colors of their distinctive eyes. But the man, with deep brown skin and snake-like yellow eyes, shared the table with three women who resembled him in striking familial terms, as if they were cousins.

Fangs peeked out from their mouths, and colorful scales adorned their bodies, creating a unique and captivating aesthetic. The man sported loose pants and an open shirt, proudly displaying his blue scales.

A sudden boom echoed from the north amid their conversation and shared meal. Without hesitation, he leaped to his feet and rushed towards a tower in the corner of the palace, the urgency evident in his swift movements.

The women followed him. As soon as they reached the top, they rushed to it. After they all got there, one of the women spoke up: ''Khonsu, why did you run here after that explosion?''

The snake man looked directly into the woman's eyes before speaking. ''An old Nagendra legend.''

All three women looked confused before speaking at the same time. ''Legend?''

He smiled at his three wives before informing them of what he knew. ''Well, this tale has been told in the Nagendra royal family for thousands of years.''

He took a deep breath and told them a story he'd heard all his life. ''In a time of turmoil and strife, where the continent flows with blood and wars erupt everywhere, the earth will rise and lay waste to the Nagendra kingdom,''

As Khonsu spoke, he looked out across his vast kingdom before finishing. ''A discarded white angel descends to fight the earth in an almighty battle that shakes the whole kingdom, defeating the earth. This angel becomes the beacon of the people, igniting hope for all.''

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[Naravo City, the capital city of the Lionheart Kingdom to the west of the Avalon Empire]

A lion demi-human girl adorned with golden hair and sporting lion ears atop her head displayed infectious excitement in the training arena. Her tail swayed with enthusiasm as she swiftly moved about, engaged in rigorous training alongside an older woman.

The air resonated with the energy of their shared dedication, creating a dynamic scene of mentorship and spirited practice. The girl resembled the older woman as they both trained with spears at the Lionheart family's training grounds.

With a swift motion, the woman struck the girl's shield, causing her to exclaim in pain. "Ahhh!"

The impact sent her flying, crashing hard into the ground as the woman followed up with a kick to her shield.

"Come on, Nala. You must fully commit your entire body to the block, or you'll find yourself sent flying once more," the woman admonished.

Unfazed, the young girl rose to her feet to resume the fight when a deep voice resonated from behind. "How's my daughter's training going?"

Approaching them with an imposing presence, a towering figure stood seven feet tall, adorned with white hair, lion ears, and a majestic tail. However, their attention was swiftly diverted by a resounding boom that reverberated through the air.

Their gazes turned eastward, where a brilliant white light streaked across the sky.

"A surge of mana and radiant light. Could it be the prophecy I've heard?" mused the lion-man.

Determined to unravel the mystery, he promptly instructed his advisors to investigate the phenomenon.

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[Dragon Hunters, Far North]

The Dragon Hunters had been hunting for weeks, scouring the mountains and valleys for any sign of their prey. But as they made camp one night, they saw something that made their blood run cold.

A bright white light shone in the distance, illuminating the sky like a beacon. At first, they thought it might be a trick of the light or perhaps a natural phenomenon they had never seen before.

But as they watched, they saw an illusion moving within the light. It was a dragon, but not like one they had ever seen. Its scales were as white as snow, and its eyes glowed with an otherworldly light. The hunters knew that this was no ordinary dragon.

It was a creature of legend, a white dragon said to be the most powerful and elusive of all dragons. They knew capturing it would bring them extraordinary wealth and renown, but they also knew it would be dangerous and difficult.

Observing the dragon's majestic movements bathed in the glow of the light, a sense of urgency gripped them. Swiftly, they dismantled their camp, a blur of activity fueled by excitement and trepidation.

With their belongings secured, they ventured towards the radiant source, their hearts pulsating with anticipation and fear. They shared an understanding—they stood on the brink of a monumental quest, aware that this journey would redefine their lives.

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[The main Church of Light branch on Pluoria - Starfall City]

The Church of Light was a powerful religious organization that had long been dedicated to the eradication of all things dark and evil. They were initially skeptical when news of the white dragon's rise reached them.

The Deacons and Bishops had heard rumors of such a creature before but had always dismissed them as mere superstition. However, when reports of the bright white flash in the Avalon Empire began to pour in, the Church knew something significant was happening.

Swiftly, they summoned their forces, dispatching scouts and messengers to collect intelligence and evaluate the situation. Increasing unease gnawed at the Church when their search yielded no answers.

They regarded the mysterious being as more than a mere anomaly. It loomed as a looming threat, a tool wielded by the shadows they had sworn to eliminate. However, despite the uncertainties, they clung unwaveringly to their sacred mission.

Undeterred, they advanced, meticulously collecting information and devising tactics. Their commitment to shielding the people of the Avalon Empire from the potential consequences of the mysterious white dragon's appearance fueled their every move.

The Church of Light's reaction to the white dragon's emergence resembled a tapestry woven with threads of vigilance and caution. A complex narrative dictated by their unwavering dedication to preserving the realm from the perils that lurked in the shadows.