Tales of Inferno : The last heir of Inferno
Somewhere in the universe, there is a planet named after the heaviest word in any language.
The people who live there named it on purpose.
And the king who rules it is exactly what you would expect from a man who grew up on a world called Sin — cold, absolute, terrifying in the way that kings are terrifying when they have stopped pretending to be anything else. His name is Sin. His clan is the most feared across twelve worlds. And the thing that sits on his throne has made planets afraid without trying.
He just became a father.
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"I won't protect him," Sin tells the woman beside him. "I won't soften anything. And in the future — I may even try to kill him."
She looks at him for a long time.
"Why would anyone—"
He presses one finger gently to her lips.
"A father can be cruel for his son's growth. Be everything the child hates — if it makes him hard enough to stand alone."
She doesn't understand.
She memorizes it anyway.
Because she has learned that with Sin, the things you don't understand are always the most important ones.
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The child is born silver-eyed and ancient.
He is a Mythical Inferno dragon — a category of being born once every two hundred and fifty million years. Not because nature produced him randomly. Because the first dragon goddess, the original and oldest of all draconic existence, chose to return. Chose them. Chose this moment.
He is seven weeks old.
His aura alone cracks palace floors without effort.
His father's overwhelming power — the thing that shakes planets — feels, beside him, like a candle next to the sun.
He doesn't know any of this.
He is trying to figure out what his tail is.
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Then the wrong people find out he exists.
The planet burns.
A capsule escapes through the fire — carrying something small, silver-eyed, divine — toward a blue planet neither of his parents had ever visited. Toward Earth. Toward a smoldering forest. Toward a girl with a white blindfold and golden eyes who is walking through a crater site at midnight and is absolutely, profoundly bored.
"Well then," she says, lifting him from the wreckage. "From now on, I'll take care of you. You can call me your big sister."
His tiny fingers curl into her clothes.
She names him Astra.
He says the name back in the smallest voice imaginable.
She's already decided.
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What follows is not the story you expect.
It is not a chosen one marching toward destiny with a speech prepared. It is a cursed girl who is running out of time and refuses to let that be the most interesting thing about her. A sensei with a sword, a dry sense of humor, and a secret collection of romantic manga he will never acknowledge owning. A city president who destroyed five buildings over a littering incident and felt completely justified.
"I was the 8th President of United Neptune," Blu says, arms folded, surveying the devastation. "Don't teach me how to fight."
"You lifted a skyscraper," Sai replies.
"They weren't paying enough taxes to keep it standing anyway."
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Tales of Inferno is about what happens after the dramatic origin.
After the planet burns and the boy survives and the people who were supposed to be his world are gone. It is about the people who fill that space instead — imperfect, powerful, ridiculous, fiercely loving people who never agreed to raise an ancient divine dragon child but are doing it anyway and doing it well.
It is about a boy who healed a centuries-old queen with a single silver spark at seven months old and looked at his own hand afterward with complete confusion.
"That's all?" he said.
Nobody had an answer.
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It is about threats that come from space without warning.
About sacrifices nobody asked for but that someone made anyway — smiling, turning toward the people they loved one last time, choosing the ending that let everyone else keep going.
About a father who declared he would destroy his son to make him strong.
And the look on his face when he glanced back from the doorway.
Just once.
NotClosedXD · Fantasy
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