Minsu

When the last ember of magic awakens, the world will crumble or be reborn.
Long before kingdoms carved their banners into stone, the world was ruled by dragons great beings of flame, storm, and shadow. They drew their strength from Isteria, the first magic, a radiant current flowing through skies, seas, and mortal hearts. But greed poisoned the age of wonder. The Coven of the Nine Witches rose, weaving forbidden spells to enslave the dragons and siphon their power.
One by one, the dragons fell, their bones turned to mountains, their wings to storm clouds. Only fragments of Isteria survived, hidden in secret places, bound in bloodlines, whispered in dreams.
Now, a thousand years later, prophecy speaks of the Last Isteria a final spark carried by a girl born with emerald hair and eyes that mirror the sky. Her name is Minsu, an orphan raised among ruined temples where even shadows dare not linger. On her skin glow golden runes, living marks that shift with the phases of the moon.
The witches hunt her, for they believe her blood will grant them dominion over what remains of the ancient magic. The dragon kin, long thought extinct, stir once more some to protect her, others to claim her as a weapon of vengeance.
But Minsu is no passive heir of destiny. When her village burns under witch fire, she awakens the dormant spirit of Vyralith, the last living dragon, bound deep within her soul. His voice is thunder in her mind, his fire coursing through her veins.
The fate of the world rests on the heart of a girl who is both witch and dragon.
To restore Isteria and awaken a new age of dragons.