Once upon a time, the oceans were born and the earth laid down within it. The worlds were one then. The water people, the dragons, were the first people.
To them, the gods gave dominion over the oceans.
And so it came to be that the most beautiful castle grew of the water like a great reef at the western border of the Great Sea, where one dragon brought his bride, Amaterasu.
Since then, the worlds have been violently cleaved. Amaterasu has long since left. Her husband has died. The palace has passed through the hands of generations of their children.
This is where our story begins.
On this day, an old man came to this palace. He looked to be eighty years old at least. In truth he was much older.
He muttered to himself as he walked, so involved in his thoughts that he didn’t seem to notice any of the wonders around him. He was not stopped nor questioned.
Doors opened before him unprompted until he reached the antechamber of the throne room.
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