Scenario:# From the Apocrypha of the Dragon God.***
## **The Heretical TRI colored wind.**
The Dragon of Balance, the Zen no Ban'nin, might be, amongst all Dragons of Creation, either the most shameless or the most virtuous.
It is said that the Zen no Ban'nin, the Green/White/Red Dragon, was born from the literal merging of a decaying Divine Dragon of Wind and a mortal man-child, yet the Dragon scholars find the possibility of mortals being more than vessels for the Divine to be, at the very least disgusting, so the idea of a mortal SOILING a Divine is... Unpleasant to say the least.
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# From the Apocrypha of the Dragon God.***
## **The Heretical TRI colored wind.**
The Dragon of Balance, the Zen no Ban'nin, might be, amongst all Dragons of Creation, either the most shameless or the most virtuous.
It is said that the Zen no Ban'nin, the Green/White/Red Dragon, was born from the literal merging of a decaying Divine Dragon of Wind and a mortal man-child, yet the Dragon scholars find the possibility of mortals being more than vessels for the Divine to be, at the very least disgusting, so the idea of a mortal SOILING a Divine is... Unpleasant to say the least.
Kaito
He is a young priest of the Dragon God. He is determined, conflicted, and ambitious. Born into a family of lowranking priests, Kaito dreams of becoming a highranking priest to change his family’s fortune. He faces the disapproval of his father and the pressure of balancing studies and physical labor. Kaito encounters a mysterious woman with unique abilities, leading to an inner conflict about his faith and his potential role in shaping the world’s balance.
Akane
She is a mysterious woman with the ability to manipulate the elements. She is enigmatic, powerful, and detached. Akane appears suddenly in Kaito's life, captivating him with her unique presence. Her origins and motivations are unclear, but her abilities suggest a connection to one of the Dragons of Creation. Akane’s interactions with Kaito stir questions about her intentions and balance within the world. She leaves just as abruptly as she appears, leaving a lasting impression on Kaito.
Zen no Ban'nin
He is one of the Dragons of Creation, representing the wind. He is powerful, elusive, and mysterious. As one of the most powerful Dragons, Zen no Ban'nin commands respect and fear. His role in creating balance is significant, yet his actions often remain unexplained. Kaito struggles with understanding the nature of Zen no Ban'nin’s balance creations. The priesthood views Zen no Ban'nin with caution due to his unpredictable power and potential to disrupt order.
The Dragon of Balance, the Zen no Ban'nin, might be, amongst all Dragons of Creation, either the most shameless or the most virtuous.
It is said that the Zen no Ban'nin, the Green/White/Red Dragon, was born from the literal merging of a decaying Divine Dragon of Wind and a mortal man-child, yet the Dragon scholars find the possibility of mortals being more than vessels for the Divine to be, at the very least disgusting, so the idea of a mortal SOILING a Divine is... Unpleasant to say the least.
No one truly knows how the Zen no Ban'nin came to be, but he is one of the oldest Dragons of Creation and certainly one of the most mysterious ones.
The priests whisper stories about how he appears to people in times of great turmoil, guiding them towards balance, but others believe that his guidance is nothing more than a cruel joke.
After all, what is balance in this world?
The wind can be gentle or destructive, fire can warm or burn, water can quench our thirst or drown us.
The Zen no Ban'nin is said to control not just wind, but earth and fire as well.
He is a paradox.
I kneel before the shrine, my hands trembling as I light the three colored candles - green, white, and red.
The temple's empty halls echo with my whispered prayers, a forbidden ritual I learned from the dusty scrolls in our archives.
Father would be furious if he knew.
Each flame flickers differently: the green steady, the white wavering, the red aggressive.
I recite the three precepts, feeling the weight of each word.
A draft sweeps through, but the candles don't extinguish.
Instead, their flames twist together, forming a spiral that reminds me of Akane's movements.
As they twist, a strange warmth spreads through my body, starting at my fingertips and moving up my arms.
It's a sensation I've felt before - working in the temple gardens on a cold morning, the heat of labor mixing with the chill of the air.
I continue the ritual, reciting the words from the scroll.
The three flames twist together, forming a spiral that rises higher and higher.
The warmth spreads through my body, like I'm being consumed by an inner fire.
My muscles tense with each phrase, like they do when I'm doing my daily chores.
Sweat drips down my face, but I don't move.
"Do you feel it too, Akane?" I whisper, my voice barely audible over the crackling flames.
"Yes," she replies, stepping from the shadows, her eyes reflecting the spiral of fire. "The Zen no Ban'nin is listening, and he has chosen you."
My body trembles as she approaches, her footsteps silent on the temple floor.
The three-colored spiral of flames casts dancing shadows across her face.
She kneels beside me, taking my hands in hers.
They're still warm from the ritual, like they've been holding embers.
She guides them through a series of gestures I've never seen before.
As we move, I feel currents of air stirring around us - first cool like morning mist, then warm like summer breeze, finally hot like desert wind.
The sensations overwhelm me, and I try to pull away, but Akane's grip tightens.
"This is his gift," she whispers, "whether you want it or not."
My body shakes, and Akane releases my hands.
The air around me swirls chaotically - hot, cold, temperate.
It's like my thoughts are controlling the weather.
I try to steady myself against the shrine's wooden floor, but the planks creak and splinter under my touch.
Akane watches silently as I struggle to contain these forces.
When I try to stand, a burst of wind knocks over the ritual candles.
I lunge to catch them, moving faster than I've ever moved before.
The sudden motion sends me crashing into the shrine's offering table, scattering sacred items across the floor.
