In the manor where Eli Agatha grew up, the moon was still rising, the waves were sounding, and the roses were blooming. She lived at the highest point of the manor, and her talent made everyone admired and feared. When she was sixteen, she left the manor where she had been living for the first time. Several ancient and huge forces on the continent brought together geniuses to plot a great and crazy plan.
Agatha, who was young and somewhat ignorant, traveled around the mainland two years in advance to reach that forbidden land.
A small fragment: the dragon known as King Kedobel took the form of a human and put a golden chain on Agatha's wrist. Agatha's purple gem-like eyes did not reveal the slightest fear of the being closest to a god on land. She grabbed the man's collar with some difficulty. "You imprison me here and you like me so much? Then are you willing to be robbed by me?" The calm and calm appearance of the girl was broken, and the girl's original bright and noble appearance was a bit evil.
This is my first article. It is a Western fantasy article that I have wanted to write for a long time, but there are also Eastern elements in the article. I would like to dedicate this article to my teenage years when I had the most bizarre imagination.
Intention: Treat everything around you with appreciation and respect, and get rid of the frame that fate has on yourself.