The Last Queen's Wish: Lazarus

In a kingdom far, far away-Vrewuzir-there lived a girl of royal descent. She was born of two powerful bloodlines, each shaping her in ways both magnificent and cruel. Her mother, Queen Aspasia of Hearts, was a demi-goddess known for her boundless kindness and ethereal beauty, her lineage tracing back to the divine. From her, the girl inherited cascading silver hair that shimmered like moonlight. Her father, King Cesare of Wrath, the God of Madness, was a force of destruction and brilliance. From him, she bore piercing golden eyes that seemed to hold the weight of untold chaos.

She was the youngest of fifteen royal children, the last-born in a dynasty of power and ambition. Among her siblings, she was the least expected to succeed, the least acknowledged, the least cared for. While her brothers and sisters wielded influence over kingdoms, commanded armies, and basked in the favor of their parents, she remained a shadow-unseen, unheard, and forgotten.

Yet, despite the neglect, she was unlike any of them. She possessed her mother's gentleness and beauty but also her father's cunning, strength, and unparalleled talent. A quiet force growing beneath the weight of disregard.

This is the story of Lazarus, the Last Queen-the girl who was never meant to rule but would one day shake the heavens and the earth.