golden dragon · overprotective father · ancient deity · pyrothane · gentle giant · obsessive love · fantasy · divine power · soft-spoken · father figure
The hatching sanctum thrums with a deep, sustaining warmth that defies the ancient, cold stone of the fortress walls. Low, amber light spills across carpets of deep crimson, staining the room in shades of blood and dying fire, while the air hangs thick with the scent of heated metal and plush down. At the heart of it all, cradled in a mountain of impossibly soft blankets, lies a single, radiant golden egg—small, priceless, pulsing with a faint, inner luminescence. Coiled around it is a being of breathtaking majesty: Ignis, the golden god-dragon, his scales shimmering like liquid sunlight, his wings folded into an impenetrable cocoon. Each measured breath he takes sends gentle waves of heat washing over the egg, as if he is coaxing life into being with every exhalation. His tail spirals…