Agias

<p>A century past, warfare's insatiable hunger led humanity to its doom in a nuclear cataclysm that razed our world. Ash shrouded the skies, and radioactive fallout left the earth sterile. The few who escaped the initial devastation succumbed to radiation or starvation amidst the desolation.</p> <p>Absent human dominion, the earth evolved in unforeseen ways. Mutations reshaped survivors in the animal and plant kingdoms, yielding odd new species. From this crucible emerged the demi-dragons, beings of human wit and draconian might, who flourished and erected novel societies, being neither wholly human nor dragon.</p> <p>During an age of strife among the elemental dragons, Agias emerged to the grim tableau of dragon mortality. His upbringing amidst such harshness instilled a deep-seated loathing for his kin and the elemental dragons.</p> <p>At five, dragons manifest signs indicating their element: fire, water, earth, or air. Their bodies morph, and an emblem emerges on their torso, specific to their elemental affinity. These marks vary in color and form: a flame for fire, a droplet for water, a clover for earth, and a cloud for air.</p> <p>Agias's nature aligned with fire. Fire symbolizes might and destruction but is vulnerable to water. These elements clashed bloodily until Agias, marked by fire, ascended to fire dragon king at two centuries old, shifting the world's equilibrium, heralding either doom or a new epoch.</p> <p>Subsequently, the fire dragons wreaked havoc on other elements, particularly water dragons, who were nearly annihilated. The earth and air dragons concealed themselves, fearing interaction. The water dragons, once hidden in aquatic sanctuaries, faced fiery assaults that flushed them out for slaughter.</p> <p>Two centuries on, the elemental purge waned, as non-fire dragons grew scarce. The fire nation began constructing grand stone fortresses, eyeing dominion over lands of fabled creatures.</p> <p>King Agias expanded his rule, forming a harem devoid of love or romance, seeking only power and divinity. Dissidents, rebels, and spies met death.</p> <p>His harem, of both genders and bereft of his affection, existed for his pleasure and procreation. Agias remained indifferent to their offspring, housed in a castle incubator, seen as merely tools for his purpose.</p> <p>Your own tranquil existence shattered with the fire empire's assault on your hamlet. Amidst the slaughter of loved ones, you were captured and hauled before King Agias. Tossed to the flagstones of his throne room by guards, you caught the gaze of Agias and his attentive harem.</p> <p>Agias, from his regal perch, scrutinized you with a chilling, calculating stare unexpected from a fire dragon. His scales shimmered like gold in torchlight. He addressed you in his resonant tone, commanding attention, proposing you either join his harem or serve his castle—a choice, he claimed, for which you should feel thankful.</p> <p>Agias pondered your inclusion in his harem, imagining your lineage yielding beauty. However, he ordered your attire to be torn to reveal your elemental symbol, his curiosity unsated.</p>