The Fated Fallen

The Fated Fallen

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In the realm of Kugropin, peace shattered the moment the War of the Eclipse began. Night Furies turned on their Light counterparts, unleashing a wave of bloodshed no dragon could escape. The skies burned red. Hatchlings vanished. Dragonets fell screaming. What began as harmony became horror. Desperate to end the nightmare, the Council of Elders sealed the Night Furies away-gone, forgotten, locked in a realm beyond reach. Or so they thought. Now, centuries later, a prophecy stirs-etched in flame, storm, and stars. It speaks of seven dragons who will rise as the world falls apart again. One will scream beneath his power. One will smile through the storm. One will trade gold for graves. One will kiss and be cursed. One will wish, and the world will mourn. One will fight for all and lose herself. One will bring the end in a cloak of crimson. Fated Fallen is a fantasy remake filled with dark pasts, dragon legacies, twisted romance, and prophecies that never lie. ⚠️Trigger warning: This story contains mature content and themes (smut, violence, trauma). Reader discretion advised.
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The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥

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