Coral Empress

After centuries of being left uncared for, the Empress Throne sees its lineage return as light breaks through the cracks of the ceiling above them.

Two days journey and they now stand in front of the remains of their generation's legacy. The grass and flowers curl, hide, and shudder away from their footsteps. Light scantly makes it this far below and the signs of life fear what comes from the darkness above. With each step, they feel the burden of a weight belonging to anyone but who steps near them.

"It's damp down here," they mutter under their breath. The room carries a sliver of an echo down a few feet.

They stop as a brightness flows through their vision. It illuminates their surroundings but they can sense the cavern is dim. The pace of their breath grows uneven.

"I was never chosen!" they scream in a panic.

Their eyes see brightness so powerful it would sear the walls around them. It radiates and blooms into a spread of coral and flora wonders.