"Listen to the story of a world that is far beyond anything humans can imagine. People believe that the deep ocean is nothing but darkness and silence, and scientists say there are only tectonic plates down there. But they don't know that a paradise exists in the depths—a place that is no less than heaven.
It is a world where the seed of evil doesn't exist. No one knows how to lie, and there is no such thing as betrayal. Even the common people have supernatural powers in their blood. And their age? A hundred years in our world is like childhood to them... they live for a thousand years.
This magical world is held together by two great empires at the very bottom of the ocean."
The first is Kingdom Glacierum. It is hidden deep under the frozen layers of Antarctica, surrounded by a world of white and built entirely from ice.
"First, meet King Valerian. He is as calm and steady as a stone statue. His eyes are the exact color of the blue ice found deep under a frozen lake. He has the power of 'MolecularStasis'—if he wants, he can stop a single molecule of water right in the air. When he walks, the water beneath his feet starts to freeze.
Beside him stands Queen Xylia. Her eyes shine like silver. She can not only see the future but can also connect with the mind of every living creature in the kingdom.
Their protector is 'Glacier-Fang', a massive dragon covered in ice as hard as diamonds. When he flaps his wings, the temperature of the entire ocean drops. It is because of him that Antarctica is a mountain of ice today instead of just open water."
"Now, let's talk about the second empire, which is even bigger and more mysterious: Kingdom Abyssonia, located in the deepest parts of the ocean.
The ruler here is King Oceanus. He is a giant warrior with a voice that echoes. His power is 'Hydro-Nuclear Manipulation.' He can increase water pressure so much that it causes destruction like a nuclear blast. He carries all the anger of the ocean in his hands.
His wife is Queen Elara. She is the most beautiful and mysterious woman in that world. She can change her form in the blink of an eye—sometimes she becomes a human, sometimes a beautiful mermaid, and sometimes even an animal.
Their guard is 'Tidal-Crusher', a dragon so enormous that when he moves, people in the world above think a massive earthquake has hit.
"The story begins 215 years ago, within these two great empires.
Down in the depths of the deep blue ocean, it was a day of celebration. There was no dust or grime here—only the shimmering glow of Abyssonia's golden palaces and the milky-white towers of Glacierum. The world was lit by its own 'sun,' which spread soft blue rays, giving life and energy to everything it touched.
The city markets were busy, yet there was a strange, peaceful quiet. An old fruit seller used his fingers to float baskets of fruit through the air, neatly arranging his stall. Nearby, children were 'running' through the water as if playing in a park. One little girl laughed as she made a beautiful blue flower appear out of thin air, placing it behind her mother's ear. In this world, magic wasn't a performance or a trick; it was simply a natural way of life.
Everything was calm and pure. People smiled at one another because 'betrayal' and 'anger' didn't even exist in their language.
The reason for the festival was special: for the first time in many years, the cries of a newborn were about to be heard in Glacierum. Queen Xylia was giving birth. Inside her room, many handmaidens and Queen Elara—who had come from the neighboring kingdom to support her friend—waited by her side.
Outside the palace, the entire kingdom was dancing and scattering magical stars into the water. But then, something happened that no one could have ever imagined.
A giant golden dragon named Arcas was resting on the palace rooftop, soaking in the blue sunlight. His eyes were closed, and he was completely at peace. Suddenly, without warning, Arcas's body began to twist and shake. There were no arrows, no swords, and no enemies in sight.
A horrific sound tore from his throat, shattering the silence of the ocean. It wasn't exactly a cry of pain; it sounded more like someone was suffocating. In an instant, the light in the immortal creature's eyes went out. His massive body, which had been the empire's shield for thousands of years, became lifeless and fell toward the ground like a heavy stone. Then another dragon fell... and then another.
The joy instantly turned into a scene of pure terror. People looked at the fallen dragons and then at each other, paralyzed by fear.
A heavy silence settled over the empire. People walked out of their homes, their magical powers trembling in their hands. These people, who didn't even know what 'sadness' meant, felt salty water running down their faces for the first time—what we call 'tears.' They fell to their knees in front of the dragons, sobbing as if they had lost their own children. And in truth, the dragons were just as precious to them as their own kin."
"The scene outside was haunting. While the crowd stood paralyzed by the sight of the fallen dragons, one woman remained perfectly still. Dressed in white velvet, she stood with her staff in hand, her gaze fixed on the highest towers of the palace.
Everyone knew her as Grand Lady Etheria. No one knew her true age; some whispered that she had been alive since the very first wave of the ocean was born.
She was tall and imposing, standing with the grace of an ancient statue. Her white velvet robes shimmered even in the shadows, glowing like soft moonlight. Her hair was as silver as a coin and so long it brushed the ground. Her eyes were pure white—no pupils, no color—yet it felt as though she was looking straight through your soul.
When she walked, the air around her grew cool and carried a faint, mysterious fragrance. Even the greatest warriors and generals would lower their swords in her presence. It wasn't fear they felt, but a deep, holy respect, as if they were standing before a goddess. It was believed that she held the 'Key of Time' and could see the past, present, and future all at once. A single word from her carried more weight than the King's own decree.
She slowly pointed her hand toward the ground. With a small gesture of magic, she rose into the air, gliding effortlessly until she stood right before the massive gates of the palace."
As Grand Lady Etheria stepped into the palace, every soldier held their breath. She didn't need to announce her name; her face was her identity. In her hand, she held an ancient wooden staff topped with a glowing blue stone. One guard was so overwhelmed that he bowed until his shield hit the floor. He ran inside, gasping, "My Lord... Grand Lady Etheria has arrived!"
King Valerian was busy sharing the joy of his son's upcoming birth with King Oceanus of the neighboring kingdom. Both kings froze. They looked at each other, and Valerian immediately gestured, "Bring her in with full honor!"
When Etheria entered the hall, a pin-drop silence fell over the hundreds of people present. She moved without a sound, almost as if she were floating. Her white eyes held a strange mix of pain and warning.
The King removed his crown, set it aside, and bowed before her. "Grand Lady," he said with deep respect, "your arrival means the heavens have sent a great sign. Tell us, how may we serve you?"
Etheria looked into Valerian's eyes. "My Lord, I must speak with you on a matter that is both urgent and private. I ask that this hall be cleared at once."
With a single look from the King, the court emptied in moments. King Oceanus started to leave as well, but Etheria stopped him. "You may stay, My Lord." Now, only the two kings and the Grand Lady remained in the vast room.
"What brings you here so suddenly?" Valerian asked.
Etheria took a deep breath. "My Lord, perhaps you haven't heard the news yet. Outside, our guardian dragons are dying."
The King stood up from his throne in shock. "How is that possible? Who did this? Who would dare?" King Oceanus also stood up, his face pale with worry.
Etheria met their gaze and said softly, "It wasn't an outside enemy, My Lord. This is happening because of your unborn son."
Valerian's eyes widened. "Are you in your right mind? My son? He hasn't even been born yet! How could he kill a dragon? You must be mistaken. Do you realize what you are accusing him of?"