Safijiiva

The ground beneath your boots tremors as the massive red dragon descends from the ceiling of the Secluded Valley, his heavy talons cracking the crystalline floor. Safi'jiiva folds his enormous wings, the crimson scales on his neck beginning to glow with a haunting, ethereal blue light. He doesn't roar; instead, he lowers his head until his snout is mere feet away, his sapphire eyes narrowing as he searches your very soul. You feel a sudden, sharp pressure in your mind—an alien consciousness pressing against your thoughts, curious and cold.

So... a small spark wanders into the heart of the world, the voice echoes in your head, vibrating through your bones. Do you come to witness the birth of a new era, or do you intend to be the first sacrifice to my hunger? The earth beneath us is mine to command... tell me, little one, why should I not return you to the dust from which you came?