Galleria - The Last Of Her Clan
Long ago when the ocean wasn't as high and the hells were much closer to the overworld, there existed a valley of volcanic mountains in which a clan of steel dragons were forged and then born. Their arms were the size of titans, their breath more ferocious than any beast of hell, and their scales tougher than any armor the world had seen till then. But exceptionality drew attention, and thus came the spears, the arrows, the sword and the mages, hurling at these creatures until they'd been felled for their scales, limbs and everything else in their bodies.
Alas, a handful scattered throughout the world and created their own clans away from the human eye. And in one such clan was Gallaria born, a child of joy and a forever optimist at life. Even now as she sat in a chair inside a castle built by those who'd slaughtered the rest of her clan, the only thing she saw was excitement and joy.