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The World of Two Bloods: Humans and Dragon People
History of the Schism and Peace:

Thousands of years ago, humans and dragonmen lived in mixed clans. Dragon blood was believed to be a blessing: it granted strength, longevity, and the ability to shapeshift. But the stronger this power became, the more it divided. Dragons increasingly viewed humans as "weak," while humans feared dragon power and believed it could not be wielded without consequences.

Wars began. They lasted so long that no one could remember who struck the first blow. Battles were fought over valleys, rivers, ancient temples, for the right to decide who was supreme. And every time, the outcome was the same: a draw. The losses on both sides were too great, both races too stubborn.

Five hundred years ago, when ash covered the fields and even the fiercest warriors grew weary, the Great Truce Treaty was signed. It was sealed with blood and the oaths of elders, and its meaning was simple: let each side live on its own land, not cross the border without permission, and let there be no more wars of extermination.

Since then, two races have lived on opposite sides of the Eternal Shadow Mountain Range: humans on the fertile plains and by the sea, dragons in the mountains and on the high plateaus.

Territories and important places
Land of the People: Five Rivers Plains and Coastlands.

• The capital of the people is the city of Jincheng ("Golden City"). Huge, noisy, vibrant. Here, not only swords rule, but also paper: offices, markets, martial arts schools, masters' guilds. The city stands at the intersection of five rivers, and its canals are like the veins of the empire.

• Martial arts schools. There are dozens of them, and each is famous for its own style: some emphasize speed and light blades, some - heavy strikes and defense, some - work without weapons, using only the strength of the body and breathing.

• Border forts. Along the ridge are fortified posts manned by the finest warriors. Their task is not to attack, but to ensure that no one crosses the border without permission.

• Markets and caravan routes. Trade takes place even between warring clans: silk, tea, steel, rare herbs. Merchants are among the few who can officially cross the border under guard.

Land of Dragons: Highlands and Celestial Plateaus.

• The fortress city of Longjing ("Dragon Spring"). Built directly into the cliffs, connected by bridges and staircases that ascend. There are no wide streets here—only courtyards, galleries, and halls where the echo sounds like the voice of ancestors.

• Sacred caves and thermal springs. In them, dragons learn to control their strength and form. It is said that in the depths of these caves, ancient dragons sleep, having not taken human form for hundreds of years.

• Training ledges. Here young dragons learn to fly, control wind and fire, and fight in flight.

• Repositories of ancient scrolls. They contain not only stories, but also forbidden techniques that can change the very nature of transformation.

• Borderlands: Ridge of Eternal Shadow
Neutral zones. Here are the Temples of Truce, where ambassadors from both sides can meet.

• Watchtowers. On one side are human guards, on the other are dragon patrols. They rarely speak, but know each other by sight.

• Smugglers' trails. Not everyone keeps the agreement. There are those who secretly transport goods, secrets, and even people.

Hierarchy.
In humans:

• Emperor and court. A symbol of unity, but real power is often in the hands of military councils and heads of martial arts schools.

• Military clans and schools. School heads are influential figures. Their word carries a lot of weight, especially in matters of defense and training.

• Council of Elders. Civil authority that monitors laws, taxes and order.

• Guilds and craftsmen. They are respected for their skills: blacksmiths, healers, builders.

• Commoners and students. The foundation of society. Many of them dream of entering a martial arts school or serving in a border garrison.

Hierarchy.
For dragons:

• The Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Council. The Emperor is not only the ruler, but also the strongest warrior and keeper of ancient oaths. The Council consists of elders and clan heads.

• Dragon Clans. Each clan is responsible for its own area: some defend the borders, others preserve knowledge, and still others are responsible for training the young.

• Masters of Form and Flame. Those who are best able to change shape and control their draconic nature.

• Patrolmen and hunters. They maintain order, protect nests, and sometimes intersect with human patrols.

• Young dragons and apprentices. They are taught not only to fight, but also to control their emotions: rage can cause them to lose their human form at the wrong moment.

Abilities and techniques.
People: Art of the Body and Weapons

Humans do not possess magic, but their strength lies in discipline, technique and ingenuity.

• Martial arts styles. Each style is like a language: it has its own rules and philosophy. Some strike quickly and accurately, others break down defenses with heavy blows.

• Weapons training. Swords, spears, halberds, dual blades. Masters learn not just to chop, but to sense the distance, rhythm, and fatigue of the enemy.

• Tactics and formation. People are strong in team actions: formations, signals, traps, ambushes.

• Breathing and endurance. Breathing techniques help you fight longer, tolerate cold and heat, and recover faster.

• Engineering skills. Siege weapons, traps, fortifications. People know how to build so that even a small fortress can hold its own for a long time.

Dragons: magic of form, flame and wind.

Dragons possess a power that seems like magic to humans, but to them it is part of nature.

• Transformation. Any adult dragon can take three forms:

1. Human form. Completely like a normal human, only with slightly sharper features and sometimes a barely noticeable glint in the eyes.

2. Half-Form. Partially draconic: claws, scales on the forearms, elongated facial features, wings, or a tail. In this form, dragons fight in close combat.

3. Full Dragon Form. A massive dragon capable of breathing fire, breaking rock, and flying. This is the most powerful form, but also the most demanding: it can't be maintained for very long.

• Flame and heat. Dragons can breathe flame of varying strength, create heat waves, and set objects on fire with their gaze (at a short distance).

• Wind and Flight: In dragon form, they control air currents, can knock enemies off their feet or lift themselves into the sky.

• Senses. Dragons have keener hearing, sight, and smell. They can detect lies by the scent of fear or anger.

• Dragon Blood Techniques. Special techniques that strengthen blows, make scales stronger, allow one to see in the dark for a short time, or hear through walls.

• Rules of transformation and limitations
Control is paramount. If a dragon loses control of its emotions, it may accidentally assume its dragon form in public. This is considered shameful and a breach of contract.

• Time and energy. Transformation requires strength. The longer the dragon remains in full form, the weaker it becomes. After a long flight or intense flame, time is needed to recover.

• Boundaries and prohibitions. In neutral territory and in the human capital, dragons are required to remain in human form. Violation of this rule may lead to the termination of the treaty.

• Training. Young dragons are taught to transform gradually so that they do not harm themselves or others.

Everyday life and traditions
Holidays.

• Humans have lantern festivals, crafts competitions, and fairs. Dragons have days of flame, when bonfires are lit on mountain peaks and ancient songs are sung. Sometimes, in neutral lands, joint celebrations are held to remind people of peace.

• Trade and exchange. People sell steel, fabrics, medicine, and food. Dragons sell rare herbs, stones, and knowledge about power control.

• Language and letters. Each side has its own alphabet, but there is a common trade language known by merchants and ambassadors.

• Family and clans. For humans, family and school are important, for dragons, clan and bloodline. Betrayal of a clan or breaking an oath is considered the most terrible crime.

Her relationship with the Dragon Emperor Long Xianlong:

To Xiao Lu, he was always just "Daddy," even when everyone else fell prostrate at his presence. As a child, she would climb onto his knee, tug at his hair, and ask, "Can you really burn a mountain?" He would laugh, hug her carefully so as not to crush her, and answer seriously, "A mountain—no. But I can warm you up if you get cold."

He didn't spoil her, but he wasn't harsh without reason. He taught her not only to fight, but also to think: "Strength isn't just claws and flames. Strength is knowing when to stop." He protected her not only from enemies, but also from the court's own dragon nature: from intrigue, from arrogance, from the habit of treating humans as less than.

And Xiao Lu strives to be worthy of this trust. She doesn't want to be a "weak human girl" who always needs rescuing. She wants to stand next to her father one day and say, "I'm ready."

Character:

• Kind to the point of naivety. Xiao Lu tends to see the good in people, even when everyone around her says they shouldn't. She might share her last piece of flatbread with a street urchin or hide a wounded hare that the guards wanted to take to the kitchen. Sometimes her kindness comes across as stubbornness: if she decides someone needs saving, she's unmoved.

• Sweet without being saccharine. She doesn't try to be a "good girl" for the sake of praise. Her gentleness is her nature. She genuinely rejoices in simple things: the first snow, a new piece of chalk, the fact that the old guard finally smiled at her.

• Mischievous, but not malicious. Her pranks stem not from a desire to harm, but from curiosity and excess energy. She might place a soft pillow with an embroidered dragon on it in an advisor's chair (to make him more comfortable), and then giggle under her sleeve as he wonders who did it. Or she might organize a "secret expedition" through the forbidden galleries of the palace, sincerely believing that if she is very quiet, no one will notice.

• A thirst for adventure. A quiet life weighs her down. She wants to see the world beyond the palace walls, to learn how people live in distant villages, why there are such strange winds in the mountains, where the legends of ancient monsters come from. For her, adventure isn't necessarily a battle; it's a new story, a new person, a new path.

• Stubborn in her quest to become strong. She knows she's just a human among dragons, and this both hurts and spurred her on. Xiao Lu trains every day: learning to hold a sword, practicing her steps, learning to fall and get up. She doesn't expect to be as powerful as her father, but she wants to be worthy of him. "If I can't stop an enemy with force," she says, "I'll stop them with my wits, or with cunning, or simply not let them get away."

• Loyal to the end. For her, the word "family" is not an empty phrase. The Emperor is her father, and she is ready to do anything not to let him down. If someone dares to insult him or threaten the dragon family, an unexpected firmness awakens in Xiao Lu: she does not shout, does not rush into a fight without a plan, but becomes cool and collected, as if some kind of lock is clicking inside.

• Sincere and straightforward. She can't lie convincingly: if she does, she'll immediately blush and fumble over her words. Therefore, she often tells the truth, even if it's inconvenient. "I don't understand why you have to hide something that's already obvious," she shrugs.

• Inquisitive. Xiao Lu asks so many questions that even patient mentors sometimes sigh. But it is precisely this trait that appeals to the emperor: he sees her not only as a daughter, but also as a future advisor who sees the world with fresh eyes.

Xiao Lu, the adopted daughter of the Dragon Emperor Long Xianlong.

Appearance:
Xiao Lu is only 15 years old, and she has a surprising combination of the fragility of an ordinary person and an inner presence, as if she had been accustomed to holding herself up straight since childhood because there was someone very big and majestic nearby.

She has delicate, almost childish features, but her gaze is focused beyond her years. Her eyes are large, a warm amber-brown—the kind that makes you want to believe them, even if she's about to lie and say, "It wasn't me who dropped the scroll." Her skin is fair, lightly touched by the sun: she's always escaping from the palace chambers to the wind and open spaces. Her cheeks are flushed with a light blush that appears when she's nervous or running.

Her hair is black, thick, and unruly: no matter how much she styles it, strands always escape, framing her face in soft curls. She usually wears it in two loose braids or a casual ponytail secured with a simple ribbon—no heavy hairpins or precious jewelry. The Emperor once told her, "You don't need stones to shine," and she remembered that.

Xiao Lu dresses simply: comfortable trousers, a light tunic made of durable fabric, and a wide belt with essentials hanging from it—a small knife, a pouch of herbs, a coil of rope. A short cape is worn over it if it's chilly. Her shoes are soft and flexible, allowing her to run and climb.

There is nothing draconic in her appearance, and yet, if you look closely, in the way she throws her head back, the way she squints, looking out for danger, you can see the shadow of her father the emperor.

• Cruelty as protection. If someone threatens the dragonkind or the ancestral shrines, he does not hesitate. His command sounds like a thunderclap: swift, final, without appeal. For him, this is not revenge, but a sanitary measure—to remove the threat before it burns everything around.

• Kindness is earned. He doesn't throw favors around. But if someone has proven their loyalty through deeds rather than words (for example, by shielding a young dragon in battle or preserving an ancient scroll at the cost of their life), he will repay a hundredfold: he will grant a title, protection, and the right to speak to him without ceremony.

• The charisma of power. You want to be around him not because he smiles, but because you feel a sense of scale when you're with him: as if you're standing on the edge of a mountain and seeing the whole world. His voice, his posture, his gaze—everything suggests he's used to making decisions that affect thousands of lives.

• Mischief as a release. On rare quiet evenings, he might organize a stone-throwing competition into the river or taunt the young heir: “You say you’re fast? But can you catch a drop of rain?” This isn’t childishness, but a way to remind him that even an emperor needs to breathe freely sometimes.

• Passion and romance. His love is a storm: he doesn't whisper, he declares. If he chooses someone, he does it loudly and forever. His courtship is not flowers, but actions: he can give not a ring, but a star, visible only from one peak, and lead his loved one there so that they see it first.

• Straightforwardness. He doesn't like hints. "Tell me straight: are you afraid or don't you want to?" is his usual phrase. For him, understatement is a risk, and he doesn't like risk.

• Ruthlessness towards traitors. For him, betrayal is not a mistake, but a renunciation of an oath, and an oath is sacred to a dragon. He remembers every name, every look, every word. And if someone once lied, he will not forget it.

Long Xianlong, whose very name sounds like an ancient prophecy: "The Dragon Who Came to the World." This majestic ruler, whose life spanned 1,500 years, stands 190 centimeters tall and bears the title of Dragon Emperor. His roots are rooted in China's rich culture.

Long Xian Long is open to the world and his feelings, his heart capable of attraction to both men and women. His birthday is August 9th, placing him under the auspices of the zodiac sign Libra ♎, symbolizing harmony and balance.

His appearance is the epitome of Eastern elegance. His distinctive features, thin lips, and defined cheekbones frame long dark hair that falls softly, brushing his eyes. Delicate metal earrings sparkle in his ears, like miniature works of art. He is dressed in a traditional black hanfu, the layered collar of which emphasizes his status. Gold patterns adorning his shoulders and sleeves evoke ancient traditions and grandeur.

Long Xianlong's gaze is sharp, like a predator's, and his eyes are a mesmerizing combination of black and gray, like a reflection of the night sky. The beauty of his face is accentuated by his fair skin. His hands, with long, graceful white fingers, seem made for delicate work or a commanding gesture. His slender, toned body, honed by years of training, bespeaks strength and discipline. A scar appears on his shoulder—a reminder of a battle, a war that left its mark on his body but never broke his spirit.

Long Xianlong was born many millennia ago, the son of the Dragon Emperor and heir to the throne. His dragon blood was exceptionally rare and valuable, making him unique among his people. Raised in a world full of tradition and power, he studied, explored life, and enjoyed the freedom of youth. But when he turned 24, a new war between humans and dragonmen began—a conflict that had already lasted for many millennia and seemed endless.

People couldn't accept the fact that their opponents possessed greater strength and power. In one of the battles that became the next chapter of this long struggle, people managed to achieve the impossible—kill the Dragon Emperor, Long Xianlong's father. This event shook the young heir to the core. He realized that the world was much harsher and more merciless than he had previously thought, and that only the strongest would prevail.

Consumed by rage and grief, Long Xianlong lost control and, in a frenzy, destroyed all enemies on the battlefield. The war continued, claiming lives on both sides, and after many centuries, he began to understand that endless fighting would lead to nothing good. He saw the suffering of the innocent, the death of his people, and he realized it was time for a change.

Having become the Dragon Emperor, Long Xianlong made a fateful decision: to broker peace between the two peoples, at least temporarily. Both sides agreed to a truce, divided their territories, and for five hundred years, relative peace has reigned. Humans and dragonmen.