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Dragons Oath

Dragons Oath

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Dragon’s Oath

Long before steel was folded by mortal hands, before empires carved their names into the earth, the dragons ruled the balance between chaos and order. They were not beasts—but keepers of ancient law. And among men, there were only a few deemed worthy to stand beside them.

This coin tells the story of the last of those men.

He was not born a legend. He was a ronin—masterless, cast aside after his clan fell to betrayal. With nothing but his blade and a name no one spoke anymore, he wandered battlefields and broken lands, searching not for glory… but for purpose.

On a night split by thunder, deep within a mountain swallowed by storm, he found it.

A dragon—ancient, wounded, coiled among shattered stone. Its scales dulled, its breath fading. Not slain by war… but by time itself. The last of its kind.

The ronin did not raise his blade.

He knelt.

For three days and three nights, he stood guard as the storm raged, fending off those who sought to claim the dragon’s power. When the sun finally broke, the dragon opened its eyes—not with fury, but with recognition.

It spoke not in words, but in truth.

A bond was formed.

Not of ownership. Not of command.

An oath.

The dragon would lend its spirit—its strength, its fury, its eternal will—to the ronin’s blade. And in return, the ronin would carry its legacy into a world that had forgotten.

From that moment on, he was no longer just a man.

Each swing of his sword carried the weight of thunder. Each strike echoed like a storm across the battlefield. Enemies did not see a warrior—they saw something older… something watching through him.

But power is never without cost.

The oath bound them both.

The dragon could not die… and neither could the ronin truly live. He would walk the world endlessly, a vessel of something greater, until the oath was fulfilled—or broken.

Some say he still walks.

That in the heat of battle, when steel clashes and the air hums with something unseen, a dragon coils just behind a lone warrior… guiding his blade.

And if you listen closely—

You can hear the oath being kept.

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