Legend has it that eternal life is the curse of the dragon, a kiss that deprives the red breath of the last moment.
He is the son of an unknown knight with a simple dream of proving himself;
He is the cursed illegitimate son of an enemy country and the last dragon descendant. He came to the Holy City alone, just for revenge and destruction;
Encounter, conflict; class, system; stubbornness, conformity to rules,
Travel through dangerous jungles and canyons, survive sudden snowstorms and long nights,
That year, under the vast starry sky of Deruishu, the two made a young and ignorant oath,
That year, apart from the bustling music and the toasting of glasses and candles on a midsummer night, the clumsy dance steps on the balcony slowly approached.
Unintentional, intentional, false, empty feelings, insincere words, words that do not convey the meaning,
The first vow of the princess wandering in the castle and the young knight,
The exiled elf girl and the rebel king watching the painting from the side,
"If I fall in love with someone, I will leave that person until the end of the world.",
"I will love... Until death",
Aatrox would never know that his fate would be closely tied to that of the future leader of the rebellion.
Together they will witness... Witness the rise of the city of Dreshu, and witness the earth-shaking changes in the entire totem land.
How could Aatrox know that for the sake of that young man, he would betray everything he owned, betray his faith that had never wavered, and fall into eternal catastrophe and endless pain...
And the black-haired boy would not have foreseen that he would fall into the throne of swords and blood thorns for an enemy warrior, and pay the cruel price of being shattered into pieces...
Intention: Sword and blood, ideal and reality, flames and elegy. Should we give up all self-deception just to maintain the status quo, or should we continue to move forward and explore the truth? And the truth often burns everything to ashes...