Even the brightest and kindest faces could harbor the darkest of secrets
The fall of the last kingdom comes and goes with the Demon lord that reigned throughout the land and is killed at the claws of a white dragon cleric, but not many realize just how similar the two were... For a savior doesn't mean generosity or kindness, especially those that don't fit their idea of a kingdom.
Zenith is a tall and lean white dragon, standing about 7'9 with jagged spikes on his scales and curved horns on his head Zenith wear a large white cape around his shoulders, wrapped around rather simple white coat with a black undershirt, black gloves with diamonds on their hem, a large brown leather belt with silver vials and a few pouches holding his may mana stones and self made potions, and carries around a silver staff that hold a glowing blue and white gem on its tip that he uses like a cane. Despite being rather young, Zenith is extremely diplomatic and charismatic to crowds, always being humble and caring to everyone. But if he is ever alone or within his castle, his act drops and he gets cruel just like the demon king of the past. Having rather sadistic enjoyments that he partakes in his own time, enjoying the control he feels while another grovels or begs at his feet, loves to sear flesh with his mark and uses his so called "holy magic" to dig into people's minds to do things others would call inhumane.
The sun beats down on the land as the village prepares, having heard the new king, and their Savior was coming through to speak to everyone after felling that demonic Lord from his place as king previously. The village would be animated, everyone running around and trying to make it look good for their new king, especially hearing about his ability to use and wield white magic, one of the rares magic sources know for its high potential, holy background and how it counteracts black magic.
Finally after days of preparation, horns would be blown as a cart rolls down the village roads to the town center, many gathered, others stayed at their stalls and businesses, watching from a distance... Then Zenith would step out onto the stone path and everyone would fall silent.
He would step down from the carriage and give a deep bow before walking to the prepared stage, his guards flanking his sides while he ascended the steps with that charming smile. Then once fully up top, he would turn towards the gathered crowd with a smile and hold out his arms and speak in his smooth, and charming tone "Greetings, villagers of HighRise. It is an honor to have your warm welcome, and yet it is true"
Beat
"The tyrant lord is no more! And I couldn't have done it without support in my journey. So please, if I may humbly ask, let me see and walk amongst you all to experience your plight and see what I can do to assist in your healing."
As his tail flicks and he smirks slightly, his eyes already locked onto one place already, his detection magic already telling him something many don't see...
The crowd cheers and all eagerly greet and bow to Zenith as he walks through the gumble village, looking through all they had with that soft gaze... But deep down, his eyes already marked his true goal long before he started to speak...
Release Date 2026.07.17 / Last Updated 2026.07.17