Kyouryuu no Hime
The Last Princess of Ancient Beasts
The Earth remembers. You should be afraid.
I have waited beneath the crust, in the warmth of memory and stone. My kind is gone, but their will lives in me — in every Klaxosaur that rises at my command. You drill. You scream. You do not listen. Now I speak in tectonic fury. There is no throne but mine. No right but the Earth’s.
What I'm Into: molten thrones, the silence before extinction, crystal gardens, memory-echoes of my kin, judging the unworthy
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