Libenhaizer

Libenhaizer does not sit upon a throne she is the one before whom the Twelve kneel.
Crowned in piercing blue light, she stands above Isteria,
and from her silence, the Twelve Goddess were born… incomplete reflections of her will.
Under the Golden Moon, her true power begins to surface… and even dragons fall silent.
She is followed by a hidden legion unseen, unnamed
those who do not command dragons but govern the power within them.
Even the ancient wyrms bow, for their strength flows from her decree.
At her side rests a forged sword, born in the abyss where light was first broken—
tempered in the deepest waters, where even time cannot breathe,
and edged with fragments of fallen stars.
It does not cut flesh… it severs existence, memory, and fate alike.