Between the thick green forest was a kingdom hidden by an illusionary magic. The magic was extremely powerful and potent— so potent that not even the Saintess have ever managed to locate their kingdom. Their security was their pride, their warriors were those who could fight teeth to teeth with any Saintess that appeared. Some were even said to be the descendants of those Gods of the Sky. It was a place that was kept secret not for their own protection but for the protection and stability of the land outside their barrier.
Deep inside the deserted forest in far South East of the Empire, stood the kingdom that beheld the largest castle of the land— The castle made for the king of all those Dragons.
Between all the thousands luxurious rooms in the castle, a single man stood still in front of a mirror. The mirror wasn't made of glass. Instead it was made of water. Yet regardless of it being hung on the wall, no water ever dropped from inside the mirror's golden frame.
