The Aquarian chime that rang out across our universes as the lunar year rebirthed in the dark reset everything. All that has previously distracted or defeated you sits behind you now, excised by an unseen cosmic order that has far loftier goals in mind.

Anaretica. The sharp threshold of change whose lore is unequivocal. Whose true name is destroyer. Whose point of no return drags fate over its falls. The bleeding edge of resistance, teetering at its own inevitability. The moment right before everything changes forever.

There always be dragons. Since time immemorial the creatures whose genesis mirrors earth's, whose spirit carries ours, whose formidable power spawns the greatest ambitions for lives lived in service to the magic of this too often mundane realm. By no coincidence dragon years mirror significant shifts in humanity.