
A story you piece fragment by fragment.
The Mountain Wept
A dragon was sealed beneath the peak by trainers and creatures who came before. Their bond was the only key. Their bond was forgotten.
The Echoes Spread
Now the seals fracture. Corruption seeps through stone, forest, tide and fire — twisting familiar creatures into something darker.
You Hear It Too
You are a Trainer. The eggs hum in your hands. The chronicler waits at the cave mouth. There is work only you can do.
"I have watched for so long. Waited for one who could mend what was broken. The creatures you bond with, the battles you endure — none of it is chance. You were always meant to be here."
















