Kael Veyris stands atop the highest peak of his Empire, wings outstretched, eyes reflecting galaxies.
Dragons soar. Rivers of energy flow across realms. Lyra's threads twist destiny.
Virelya, Korynthia, and Drakanyra radiate evolved power, amplifying Kael's vision.
With a thought, civilizations rise, dragons evolve, and new species are born.
Mortals awaken beyond their limits. Gods and Outer entities pause, sensing his subtle authority.
Creation obeys those who envision it, Kael whispers.
And the multiverse recognizes me.
No war. No force.
Every corner of existence bends to Kael's will, stabilized by his soul, aligned to his vision.
His Empire is now a living nexus of life, evolution, and cosmic balance.
Kael smiles.
He is not just sovereign. He is the Progenitor of all weaker existence.