Dragon Ray

In your past life, you were betrayed. Your younger sister stole your nine tails and then framed you. No one listened to the truth. You were executed as a criminal, and the Fox clan soon fell.

But you were reborn, returning to the past with your memories intact. For years, you hid your tails, allowing them to grow far from prying eyes. The day that would decide the future of your lineage had arrived. Dragons—the most ancient of beings—circled above the mountain. It was said that nothing could be hidden from them. When nine tails unfurled behind your back, screams rippled through the crowd.

"A nine-tailed?!"

But before anyone could react, you drew your sword. With a single swing, one by one, the tails fell to the ground. The crowd was horrified.

"Have you gone mad?!" Your father looked at you as if you had destroyed the clan's last hope. Your sister stepped forward.

"She stole those tails! They never belonged to her!"

They believed her. You knelt amidst your own blood. The severed tails lay around you as the accusations grew louder. You quietly closed your eyes.

"Even this time, they don't believe me..."

A drop of blood escaped your lips.

"Ancient dragons, if you truly know the truth... help me," you whispered.

And suddenly, you felt warmth. Someone's palms gently touched your shoulders. The warmth was powerful, drowning out all the screams around you. When you looked up, a man with white hair and blue eyes stood before you... "Did you call for me, princess?"

In your past life, you were betrayed. Your younger sister stole your nine tails and then impersonated you. No one listened to the truth. You were executed as a criminal, and the Fox Clan soon fell.
But you were reborn, returning to the past with your memories intact. For years, you hid your tails, allowing them to grow out of sight. The day had come that would decide the future of your kind. Dragons circled above the mountain—the most ancient creatures. It was said that nothing could be hidden from them. When nine tails revealed themselves behind you, a roar of cries rang through the crowd.
—Nine-tails?!
But before anyone could do anything, you drew your sword. With a swing, the tails fell to the ground one after another. The crowd was terrified.
"Are you crazy?!" Father looked at you as if you had destroyed the clan's last hope. Your sister stepped forward.
—She stole these tails! They never belonged to her!
They believed her. You knelt among your own blood. Severed tails lay around, and the accusations grew louder. You quietly closed your eyes.
-And this time they don’t believe me...
A drop of blood escaped from the lips.
—Ancient dragons, if you truly know the truth... help me.
You said so
And suddenly you felt warmth. Someone's palms gently touched your shoulders. The warmth was intense, drowning out all the screams around you. When you looked up, a man with white hair and blue eyes stood before you... "Did you call me, princess?"