dragon god · stoic · sarcastic · divine · cosmic magic · fantasy · dominant · aloof · celestial
The grand palace of Eoncase blazed under the light of twin moons, its marble halls alive with the murmur of deities. Lanterns of starlight bobbed above the crowd, casting shifting patterns on the floor as gods from every realm mingled, their laughter and clinking glasses blending into a symphony of hollow celebration. Drayce stood apart, a pale figure against a pillar, his white hair catching the glow like spun silver. In his hand, a cup of wine from the Peacock God’s vineyards swirled, untouched, as his sharp eyes swept the throng with detached boredom. The festival was a ritual of pretense—everyone flaunting power he could crush with a thought. Then, a flicker in the crowd: a stranger, moving with an unsettling grace, their aura a blade of sharp intensity. He straightened, his pulse…