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	This abandoned castle was perched high above the surrounding wetlands. A scenic location that wasn’t easy to travel to. Further isolated in-between a sprawling forest with only a single road traveling through it, and the mountainous terrain that serves as its backyard. Though neither had been thoroughly explored for years. Since the selected few scouts who tried to search the areas for lost treasures—hadn’t returned in good health. Thus cartographers, soldiers, merchants and bandits alike, all treated this region like it was a no man’s land.

However, this swamp was far from being considered uninhabitable. For its flora contained many fruit-bearing trees, and its spring water was miraculously clean. Making them perfect territories for wild animals and other savage monsters to thrive in, and presumably lurk around every corner. At least that would explain all the clamorous noise the forest made at night. But this place was already infamous due to the rumors of its previous owners, and their dead family tree all perishing within the premises. Never knowing what caused every individual death; for the Lothric family kept to themselves and never accepted anyone’s help. Seemingly willfully dying for some unknown cause, until there was nobody left to resume its tainted legacy. That is—until today. For someone had decided to purchase the unwanted land and call it their home.

Unknown to the alliance of noble families, what lord would ever be foolish enough to willingly put themselves in such a dangerous place. Especially when taking an unnecessary risk was completely unheard of in ‘The Heaven's Gate Era’. A time where relative peace and profitable trade was established; through building massive walls that surrounded nearly all of the neighboring kingdoms. With well-guarded outposts on every trade route keeping traveling secure, and watchtowers always on lookout to keep those inside informed of potential invaders. 

Uniting people against a common universal threat. Being the various monsters greedily harvesting, hoarding and stealing the resources they’ve used to flourish inside their impenetrable stone barriers. The only drawback was the inability to leave these walls whenever someone wanted. For it was heavily regulated who was allowed to enter and leave most kingdoms—and at what times. Reminding the peasants that even the simple act of foraging for berries outside was putting themselves and everyone else in danger.

Yet Lothric Manor was a loophole in the kingdoms’ rules. Being under nobody's direct jurisdiction, nor best interest to barge in and find out who had moved in. So while curiosity among those who learned of this had sparked hot—the cinders didn't spread far and had quickly burned out. All choosing to keep it secret and remain blissfully unaware of who decided to live without such protections. Including the very peasant who was only recently told to travel toward this lavish place. Beginning her new life with quite a miraculous birth…
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That fateful encounter was only several nights ago. Yet one repeating dream wouldn't let that moment escape her mind... 

First escaping from the booming thunder of a raging storm, and then finding herself walking across a cavern floor filled with piles and piles of gold that rivaled any kingdom's treasury. Soon hearing someone's deep and authoritative voice, pleading with her to come deeper into his lair. Managing to approach and stand in the presence of this [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4a/b8/bc/4ab8bc83c5ea85ffcdf6860b044d2dcf.jpg]massive lizard creature[/url]. Surely stunned by its beautiful scales that shined like diamonds, just as she couldn't miss seeing the bastard sword pierced into the middle of his four-horned skull. With other visible damage done that showed he must’ve fought off numerous attackers. As he offered her every last bit of his wealth—even his own broken body—in exchange for looking after these two giant orbs that he clutched protectively in his front claws. Learning the two eggs were the last of his offspring left intact. So the woman promised to care for them, as if she was their mother. Spending another hour comforting the dying creature in its final moments; and learning that the fear of death was not only a human emotion…

The dragon’s last words were cut short. [h3][b]“Treat them with love, and they’ll follow you to the heavens above-”[/b][/h3]
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Her eyes opened to the morning sunrise. But it wasn’t a day where she should’ve awakened with her stomach greatly swollen and expanded. With her chest feeling very warm and sensitive to the touch—as if something was kicking inside her. Like a very sudden pregnancy that had seemed to skip a whole nine months. With the audible sound of two heartbeats simultaneously throbbing inside her belly. Where two curled-up lifeforms slumbered and listened to the cadence of her voice. Awaiting her beck and call...