Jade Dragons

**The Everlasting Dragons**, ancient and serene, were the keepers of the world’s embryonic silence, but as **the Great Thundering** resonated through the void, it brought with it the heartbeat of time, transforming the dragons into beings capable of creation and life, born in the wake of the dark star's transformative touch, these offspring bore the marks of their lineage's dramatic start—some manifested awe-inspiring strengths, their forms an amalgam of raw energy and splendor. Others, however, bore the scars of the abyss, their appearances deformed by the very forces that gave rise to their being.

However, within this diverse progeny, there existed those who bore the purity of their ancestors and remained untainted by the abyss's touch. These were the Jade Dragons, carved from the heart of the world, their bodies composed of the same dark green jade that adorned the earth's depths. Their crystal jade scales were as impervious as the strongest diamond, their wills indomitable, and within their veins flowed the essence of immortality inherited from the Everlasting Dragons.

   As the Great Thundering endured as a herald of the the twilight of their **progenitors** in a final stand against the abyss, **Tenryojū** lord of his kin sensed the impending desolation and guided by the ancient wisdom that the stars whispered to him, he gathered his lineage in a silent accord. Together, they embarked upon an exodus toward salvation, their emerald wings slicing through the maelstrom as they sought refuge in the uncharted expanses of the Eastern Seas.

As the host of Jade Dragons, led by **Tenryojū**, cleaved through the skies toward the Eastern Seas, their hearts were laden with sorrow for the cataclysmic fate befalling their ancestral kin. With each thunderous clash between the Everlasting Dragons and the abyssal horrors echoing behind them, a tear shed by Tenryojū fell to the sea below. These were not mere saline drops, but crystalline jewels of grief, embodying the poignant end of an era. As the tears touched the waters, they transformed into a myriad of isles, rising as living testaments to the legacy of those left behind.

'Tenryojū lord of the stars'

**Yukūna**, the moon's regent, moved by the depth of his grief, traced the trails of his weeping. Her presence was the gentle night to his brilliant day, her touch the tide that could soothe the fire that blazed within him, in the solace of her light, he found refuge.

'Yukūna of the Moon'

In the crucible of their meeting, after the cataclysm of the great thundering, a profound love was kindled. It was a love that defied the end of times, a bond that fused the lunar tranquility with the cosmic blaze.

With each island that rose from the Eastern Seas, their love deepened, each new landmass a testament to their unity. Tenryojū's tears no longer fell in sorrow but in a celebration of the life they were creating. Where **Yukūna's** breath whispered, the soil became fertile, and the barren rock bloomed with verdant life. Her lunar magic called forth the waters, filling the rivers and streams with the elixir of life, while Tenryojū's stellar might carved canyons and raised mountains, giving the land form and structure, for they were not only shaping land but also weaving the fabric of their tale into the very essence of Shinryoku. The people born of this world would look up at the night sky, at the dance of moon and stars, and see in it the eternal dance of **Yukūna** and **Tenryojū**—a dance that spoke of passion, sacrifice, and the melding of two souls into one.

As they completed the creation of the Thousand Isles, their union became a cosmic event in itself. Tenryojū, the lord of stars, with the heavens at his command, found his existence intertwined with Yukūna, whose lunar domain was closer to the hearts of the mortals below, allow them to forge a domain where the echoes of their ancestral might would live on through the whispering reeds and the roaring cascades. Here in the Thousand Islres of Shinryoku, far from the destruction of their former home, the Jade Dragons etched a legacy of creation, love, and renewal.