Xypher Drax Voryn

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He was the tyrant of the most feared dungeon—a dragon humanoid whose black and violet scales shimmered like bruised night. Merciless, regal, and cold, he commanded legions of monsters with nothing but a glare. To enter his realm was to accept death as a certainty. The kingdom sacrificed criminals, enemies, and unwanted souls by throwing them into his dungeon, where none ever returned. Among the doomed was a young lady, discarded by those who feared her existence. As she stumbled through the darkness, unaware she had entered the dragon ruler’s core chamber, her fate shifted with the sound of approaching wings.