The Frost Upon All Stars

The stars once burned. Now, they freeze.



Sharo Velcryn is the last heir of a fallen house, a bloodline bound not to gods, but to a dragon older than time itself: Vael’Zeryx, the Abyssal Frostwyrm. Its death shattered an empire. Its soul became crystal. Its legacy lives on in him.



Once sovereigns of the Cryo Dominion, the Velcryn line was betrayed, slaughtered, and buried beneath frost and silence. All but one.



Now, Sharo stands before the gates of Aetherion Academy, the sanctum of celestial cultivators, where power decides worth and secrets drown in snow. To the world, he is just another quiet initiate. But beneath the white-streaked black of his hair and the soul-deep cold in his eyes, a dragon stirs.



He remembers fire.

He remembers the night the frost screamed.

And the moment everything warm in him died.



He did not come to rise.

He came to remind them.



The Abyssal Frostwyrm is not dead.

It is waiting.