Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2015 20:16:52 GMT -6
Like any other egg hatching day mine started out joyously, I got to see my parents for the first time as they gave me my “True” name, the greatest secret that a Dragon will ever have, but the joy of the event didn’t last as a dark figure appeared causing my mother to hide me while my father confronted the creature; unfortunately neither one of my parents were able to subdue the dark horror and I was left in my hiding space to watch as the creature ripped out my parents souls and consumed them before leaving in a puff of black smoke. I was left alone and terrified until a Guardian Dragon came to investigate only to find my collapsed parents, who were now nothing more than empty husks, still alive but not there, as well as finding me passed out from exhaustion of my terror in the place I was hidden still quivering with fear. The Guardian took me to a Hatchery where other young Dragons who had been orphaned are raised until they either get a new family or outgrow the need for the Hatchery. It took many years for them to ease my fears and get me to open up to the rest of the hatchlings, but still I would stay as far away from the others as I could while reading books on soul creatures and soul magic.
It took awhile but I eventually figured out that what attacked my parents was a corrupted Soul Collector that was turned into a Soul Eater; so now with knowledge of what had made me an orphan, I began to learn as much offensive and defensive magic as I could, I even researched to see if there was a way to bring the souls of my parents back with no success. Consumed by my hatred of the creature, I shut nearly everything else out, there was only one other who was able to pull me out of my obsession; the joy he made me feel caused me to temporarily forget my hatred, our friendship grew to the point that we began to call each other “Brother”. Many years past as I continued in my want for vengeance, the one I had now called Brother even began to help me learn more magic on the condition that it doesn’t turn into an obsession again, we had begun to spend so much time in the Arcanum Library that the Dragon that oversaw the Library, in a sense, employed us as Stewarts.
As we grew of age we left the Hatchery and joined together to make a den that the two of us could share; we lived happily for many more years as we continued to learn while doing our duties in the Arcanum Library. However, this happiness didn’t last as battles across the realm ensued caused by many other-kin including some Dragons who had fallen into darkness and corruption. Both me and my Brother agreed that the abilities and spells we learned during our time in the Arcanum would be of use and enlisted as Defenders; we fought and defeated many along side our fellow Defenders, but this defence was doomed to fall as a powerful Corrupt Dragon took over the mind of my Brother while hiding himself, forcing his victim to attack our comrades and eventually forcing him to come after me, which is where my Brother was able to regain enough control of himself to halt his attack and ask me to do something that haunts me to this day and yet also gives me pride in him for entrusting me with this task as well as wishing for this fate instead of being used as a puppet. What he asked of me was to cut him down where he stood and after a moment I hesitantly did as he asked.
After killing the only one I had in my life that I held so close to my heart I collapsed in my sorrow, but this did not last long as the thought of who it was to blame for my Brothers death flew through my mind, my anger and hatred boiled into a rage so powerful that I lost all sense of friend and foe and cut down any who got between me and the target of my hatred. I found the cowardly worm hiding under the corpses of the dead and I ripped him to shreds with a grin as I was bathed in his blood spray, but his death wasn’t enough my rage continued to grow until I lost all sense of myself and I began slaughtering friend and foe alike without any discretion or hesitation. No one was able to subdue me until a group of Guardian Dragons appeared and knocked me unconscious.
I awoke in a holding cell held to the floor by Nekchyri chains; the first things that came out of my maw were questions of my Brother and why I was here, the events of the battle were a blur to me after killing my Brother. After I was released once I was no longer deemed a threat I immediately went to where they buried the one I cared dearly for and killed, right then and there I fell back into a solitary life and into my obsession eventually becoming knowledgeable as well as skilled enough in using soul magic that I was given a job as a Stewart to the Soul Forge, the very place where souls were made and destroyed, but at this point I didn’t want to find a way to bring back my parents souls anymore for their bodies had long since expired and letting anyone else too close to my heart again would only cause more pain, or so I had thought.
It was on my way back to the den I had once shared, that I crashed into another Dragon flying by while I was lost in thought. After we hit the ground I quickly got up and ran over to the other Dragon to make sure that they were alright and to apologise, only to stop cold in my tracks as I realize that they were a female and marvelled at her beauty, not the visible beauty of her body, but her beauty as a whole. I caught myself in my pause and closed the rest of the distance between us and began apologising and making sure she wasn’t injured. As she got up and checked for any injuries as to get me to shut up with my apologising and questions for any harm done, but before she could say anything she paused as she looked into my eyes. Once she came to she said that her wing was hurting and asked if I could help her get somewhere to rest and get it healed.
After a moment of thought I realized that my den was the only place remotely close enough to tend to her wing and give her rest; during our walk to my den I continued to apologise as she began to chuckle at the whole thing which only made me confused. Once we reached the den, I showed her where she could rest as I began to tend to her wing only to find that there was nothing wrong with it at all. When I confronted her over her lie about her wing, she kissed me on the cheek causing me to blush slightly only to then lower my head and apologised as I walked over to one of the walls and curled up. After seeing this reaction she got up and walked over to me only to pause at the sight of the dread and sorrow visible on my face as tears began to form, once she regained herself she rushed to my side and asked what was wrong and apologised for anything that she did; I assured her that she didn’t do anything wrong and explained why I reacted the way I did.
When I finished she did something that all at the same time I desperately needed, but didn’t want for fear of more pain; she had wrapped herself around me into a protective and loving hug. We stayed like that until we both fell asleep in the hug; when morning came I prepared a meal for the both of us quietly and still a little down hearted with a few pauses as memories of doing this very same thing with my Brother flowed through my mind. I gave her, her share of the meal when it was ready and moved somewhere else to eat alone only to fail in that goal when she wouldn’t leave me alone; eventually, I gave up and we ate together. After we finished eating we moved on to the entrance of the den and parted ways to tend to our daily duties; during my flight to the Soul Forge I couldn’t help but to feel relieved that she was gone and yet saddened for even having that thought and the realisation that I might never see her again made me even sadder.
I did my duties for the day, a little hindered due to my depression, and headed back home depressed by the thought that she was gone now and angry at myself for letting her in far enough to make it hurt when she was gone. These feelings were banished the moment I reached my den to find her sitting there patiently waiting for me just outside the entrance; when I asked her why she came back, she told me that she couldn’t stand seeing the loneliness and sadness in my eyes and that she decided to not leave me to be alone ever again. At this I was struck with a mix of emotions; I wanted to be with her but at the same time I wanted to be as far away from her as possible as to avoid more pain and this battle eventually caused me to collapse and lose consciousness.
When I came to, I was on a bed of snow; confused on where the snow came from and how I got there I began to look around eventually spotting the She-Dragon as she began walking towards me with a look of concern on her face. I told her that I was alright before I realized that I didn’t have anything to call her by, so I asked her for a name that I could use; after a moment of thought she told me that I could call her “Kalyra”, alternatively she asked me for a name that she could use and once again after a moment of thought by me this time, I said she could call me “Tovusir”.
As the days passed Kalyra kept her word and stayed with me every night after work until we left in the morning; eventually she had completely moved in and I was happy but still scared of the pain should she ever leave me, but she never did. After we had lived together for a couple of years with her constantly chipping away at the shell I had built around myself long ago, I finally built up the courage and asked her to come to the deepest part of the den after dinner. When she arrived she seemed confused and curious and at this I couldn’t help but chuckle a little, when I stopped laughing and apologised, I asked her to come close to me; once she got close enough I gave her a kiss on the lips followed by me reaching my head to her ear and whispering my greatest secret, my name.
When I pulled back to look at her, what I saw followed by what she did next in response filled me with joy; she was beginning to cry with the biggest grin I had ever seen and then she kissed me back followed by her reaching her head to my ear and whispering to me her greatest secret, her name;(encase your lost here I basically proposed and she said yes) we later chose a spot to do it at and agreed to do it in the morning. When morning came we ate our meal and set out to the agreed location together; we soared over several trees until we came upon a large forest lake and launched high into the sky. Once we reached the peek of our climb we paused and gave each other a nod to signify to the other that we were ready, after which we began to dive at a high speed clamping our talons together and twisting our tails and necks around each other followed by each of us wrapping the other in our wings after giving one more thrust pushing use faster into our fall. With our bodies so heavily twisted up we were essentially one being, and any miss movements by just one of us could easily cause both of our deaths upon impact with the lake; we stayed in position each trusting the other not to mess up with our very lives all the way to the point that we hit the lake like a giant spear and quickly separated from each other to go in opposite directions once submerged. When we re-emerged from the water we quickly swam into each others arms finishing off the event with a long and passionate kiss, we were now life mates.(married)
I was happy again, but I quickly came to the conclusion that there was something that I had to do now that I had let another in and close to my heart; with Kalyra in tow I ,after a long time, finally returned to where my Brother was buried. I regaled tales of our life together to Kalyra and told my Brother about Kalyra and that I was happy again and on that spot I made a promise that I would never fall into despair and sorrow again and instead would do for others what Kalyra had done for me; heal broken hearts and dissolve sadness whenever and however I could. We came back to my Brothers grave often, after that, to share stories of me and Kalyra’s life together and of the happiness I share with her.
After a few months after making my promise, I began to notice a lot of despair in many of the souls destined to be shattered at the Soul Forge and decided to see if I could do something about it and asked the Forge Master for permission to find a way to aid the despairing souls, on the premise that I only helped those that he the ones he felt deserved aid. Again I began to visit the Arcanum Library to restart my studies on soul magic, although this time it didn’t turn into an obsession, for I once again had someone to be with. In the free time that neither me or Kalyra were busy we began talking about raising a family. When we both agreed that we wanted this she began joining me on my trips to the Arcanum Library in order to study on “Healthy Egg-ling Care”.
After a few weeks of study and preparation, we left to the same place that we joined our lives together forever and began our dance once again, except with a few differences; after awhile of waiting for the eggs to appear we began to worry that something was wrong and decided to go see an expert on the subject. The news was heartbreaking especially for Kalyra; apparently when Kalyra was young she contracted a rare virus that did a lot of damage to her reproductive organs, reducing her chance of spawning a single egg to a measly 8%. My love fell into a depression of her own with the knowledge that she may never spawn an egg of her own and this in turn filled me with determination spawned by the promise I made on my Brothers’ grave, I would see her happy again.
It took a bit of coaxing but I managed to get her to agree to try again; and so we returned to our spot and tried again. Once again we grew worried as we waited and Kalyra almost fell back into her depression, however, the Lord of Form and Gaea must have been smiling upon us because Kalyra didn’t just lay a single egg, she laid two of them. As you can imagine we were overjoyed; we placed the two eggs into a special room that we had carved in the den together specifically to care for a Dragon egg.
A month later I had finally found a way to help the chosen souls and began weaving a new soul spell; this process took me a little over a month and a half to complete, but it was done. I now had a way to aid the souls that were chosen for redemption. The spell I created takes a target soul and launches it at a predetermined living host to merge with an already existing soul who agreed to it or a host that had not yet received a soul; this gives the targeted soul another chance to redeem themselves.
However, while weaving the spell I was unaware of 3 sets of eyes watching me from the shadows, learning the spell as I made it. For many weeks I had begun spending most of my free time with Kalyra and helping to care for our eggs. Four months after the spawning of our two egg-lings me and Kalyra were eating a meal together when three unknown Dragons came crashing in, and began throwing harmful spells at us. I quickly moved myself between them and Kalyra immediately telling her to protect our eggs; when she was gone, I began my counter attack launching spells of my own at the three, but I was unable to hold them off as I was outnumbered and out of practice. I quickly decided to hit all three of them with an illusion spell, giving me time to get away and meet back up with Kalyra in the hatchery room. Once I reached Kalyra I quickly opened a rift portal pleading to her to take our eggs and flee through the portal while I stayed behind and held the three aggressors back. Immediately I had a feeling of deja’vu as memories from a battle long past flooded my mind, causing me to wobble a little, which was noticed by Kalyra but I quickly regained myself and once again asked her to flee with our egg-lings. She reluctantly picked up our eggs carefully and started for the portal; just before she went through, though, I stopped her for a moment to give her a promise spawned from memories of sorrow after losing someone I loved. The promise I told her was “No matter what happens and no matter how long it takes I will return to you”; with a nod and a single tear she went through the portal.
As I turned to continue fighting the three invaders to stall them while the portals residual energies dissipated I found myself quickly pinned to the ground by two of the Dragons. When the third Dragon appeared and came close enough I quickly recognized the signs of corruption, these three had fallen into the darkness of evils grip. I was quickly brought out of my revelry of the recognition by an excruciating pain, of which I quickly realized was caused by the third one stabbing one of my talons and using the blood from the injury to mix into a spell that seemed all to familiar to me. My familiarity was quickly confirmed when I was launched into agony as my soul was ripped right out of my body. When I was finally separated from my body the third one began to laugh as he caused me to blackout when he ruthlessly launched me into a random direction. When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a very strange structure, moving through it automatically. I didn’t fight for any control despite how wrong it felt for me to be there, when I tried to think back to figure out why this wasn’t right, I was only met with a black abyss. At some point in my travel through the structure I found myself going down a short corridor with a strange looking creature at the other end; curiosity about the creature peaked my interest for unknown reasons and before I knew it I merged with it and became the creature, it took a few minutes for me to collect myself before some of the questions I had been wondering suddenly answered themselves, it is here that my life as a Dragon was put on hold and my life as a Human began.
It took awhile but I eventually figured out that what attacked my parents was a corrupted Soul Collector that was turned into a Soul Eater; so now with knowledge of what had made me an orphan, I began to learn as much offensive and defensive magic as I could, I even researched to see if there was a way to bring the souls of my parents back with no success. Consumed by my hatred of the creature, I shut nearly everything else out, there was only one other who was able to pull me out of my obsession; the joy he made me feel caused me to temporarily forget my hatred, our friendship grew to the point that we began to call each other “Brother”. Many years past as I continued in my want for vengeance, the one I had now called Brother even began to help me learn more magic on the condition that it doesn’t turn into an obsession again, we had begun to spend so much time in the Arcanum Library that the Dragon that oversaw the Library, in a sense, employed us as Stewarts.
As we grew of age we left the Hatchery and joined together to make a den that the two of us could share; we lived happily for many more years as we continued to learn while doing our duties in the Arcanum Library. However, this happiness didn’t last as battles across the realm ensued caused by many other-kin including some Dragons who had fallen into darkness and corruption. Both me and my Brother agreed that the abilities and spells we learned during our time in the Arcanum would be of use and enlisted as Defenders; we fought and defeated many along side our fellow Defenders, but this defence was doomed to fall as a powerful Corrupt Dragon took over the mind of my Brother while hiding himself, forcing his victim to attack our comrades and eventually forcing him to come after me, which is where my Brother was able to regain enough control of himself to halt his attack and ask me to do something that haunts me to this day and yet also gives me pride in him for entrusting me with this task as well as wishing for this fate instead of being used as a puppet. What he asked of me was to cut him down where he stood and after a moment I hesitantly did as he asked.
After killing the only one I had in my life that I held so close to my heart I collapsed in my sorrow, but this did not last long as the thought of who it was to blame for my Brothers death flew through my mind, my anger and hatred boiled into a rage so powerful that I lost all sense of friend and foe and cut down any who got between me and the target of my hatred. I found the cowardly worm hiding under the corpses of the dead and I ripped him to shreds with a grin as I was bathed in his blood spray, but his death wasn’t enough my rage continued to grow until I lost all sense of myself and I began slaughtering friend and foe alike without any discretion or hesitation. No one was able to subdue me until a group of Guardian Dragons appeared and knocked me unconscious.
I awoke in a holding cell held to the floor by Nekchyri chains; the first things that came out of my maw were questions of my Brother and why I was here, the events of the battle were a blur to me after killing my Brother. After I was released once I was no longer deemed a threat I immediately went to where they buried the one I cared dearly for and killed, right then and there I fell back into a solitary life and into my obsession eventually becoming knowledgeable as well as skilled enough in using soul magic that I was given a job as a Stewart to the Soul Forge, the very place where souls were made and destroyed, but at this point I didn’t want to find a way to bring back my parents souls anymore for their bodies had long since expired and letting anyone else too close to my heart again would only cause more pain, or so I had thought.
It was on my way back to the den I had once shared, that I crashed into another Dragon flying by while I was lost in thought. After we hit the ground I quickly got up and ran over to the other Dragon to make sure that they were alright and to apologise, only to stop cold in my tracks as I realize that they were a female and marvelled at her beauty, not the visible beauty of her body, but her beauty as a whole. I caught myself in my pause and closed the rest of the distance between us and began apologising and making sure she wasn’t injured. As she got up and checked for any injuries as to get me to shut up with my apologising and questions for any harm done, but before she could say anything she paused as she looked into my eyes. Once she came to she said that her wing was hurting and asked if I could help her get somewhere to rest and get it healed.
After a moment of thought I realized that my den was the only place remotely close enough to tend to her wing and give her rest; during our walk to my den I continued to apologise as she began to chuckle at the whole thing which only made me confused. Once we reached the den, I showed her where she could rest as I began to tend to her wing only to find that there was nothing wrong with it at all. When I confronted her over her lie about her wing, she kissed me on the cheek causing me to blush slightly only to then lower my head and apologised as I walked over to one of the walls and curled up. After seeing this reaction she got up and walked over to me only to pause at the sight of the dread and sorrow visible on my face as tears began to form, once she regained herself she rushed to my side and asked what was wrong and apologised for anything that she did; I assured her that she didn’t do anything wrong and explained why I reacted the way I did.
When I finished she did something that all at the same time I desperately needed, but didn’t want for fear of more pain; she had wrapped herself around me into a protective and loving hug. We stayed like that until we both fell asleep in the hug; when morning came I prepared a meal for the both of us quietly and still a little down hearted with a few pauses as memories of doing this very same thing with my Brother flowed through my mind. I gave her, her share of the meal when it was ready and moved somewhere else to eat alone only to fail in that goal when she wouldn’t leave me alone; eventually, I gave up and we ate together. After we finished eating we moved on to the entrance of the den and parted ways to tend to our daily duties; during my flight to the Soul Forge I couldn’t help but to feel relieved that she was gone and yet saddened for even having that thought and the realisation that I might never see her again made me even sadder.
I did my duties for the day, a little hindered due to my depression, and headed back home depressed by the thought that she was gone now and angry at myself for letting her in far enough to make it hurt when she was gone. These feelings were banished the moment I reached my den to find her sitting there patiently waiting for me just outside the entrance; when I asked her why she came back, she told me that she couldn’t stand seeing the loneliness and sadness in my eyes and that she decided to not leave me to be alone ever again. At this I was struck with a mix of emotions; I wanted to be with her but at the same time I wanted to be as far away from her as possible as to avoid more pain and this battle eventually caused me to collapse and lose consciousness.
When I came to, I was on a bed of snow; confused on where the snow came from and how I got there I began to look around eventually spotting the She-Dragon as she began walking towards me with a look of concern on her face. I told her that I was alright before I realized that I didn’t have anything to call her by, so I asked her for a name that I could use; after a moment of thought she told me that I could call her “Kalyra”, alternatively she asked me for a name that she could use and once again after a moment of thought by me this time, I said she could call me “Tovusir”.
As the days passed Kalyra kept her word and stayed with me every night after work until we left in the morning; eventually she had completely moved in and I was happy but still scared of the pain should she ever leave me, but she never did. After we had lived together for a couple of years with her constantly chipping away at the shell I had built around myself long ago, I finally built up the courage and asked her to come to the deepest part of the den after dinner. When she arrived she seemed confused and curious and at this I couldn’t help but chuckle a little, when I stopped laughing and apologised, I asked her to come close to me; once she got close enough I gave her a kiss on the lips followed by me reaching my head to her ear and whispering my greatest secret, my name.
When I pulled back to look at her, what I saw followed by what she did next in response filled me with joy; she was beginning to cry with the biggest grin I had ever seen and then she kissed me back followed by her reaching her head to my ear and whispering to me her greatest secret, her name;(encase your lost here I basically proposed and she said yes) we later chose a spot to do it at and agreed to do it in the morning. When morning came we ate our meal and set out to the agreed location together; we soared over several trees until we came upon a large forest lake and launched high into the sky. Once we reached the peek of our climb we paused and gave each other a nod to signify to the other that we were ready, after which we began to dive at a high speed clamping our talons together and twisting our tails and necks around each other followed by each of us wrapping the other in our wings after giving one more thrust pushing use faster into our fall. With our bodies so heavily twisted up we were essentially one being, and any miss movements by just one of us could easily cause both of our deaths upon impact with the lake; we stayed in position each trusting the other not to mess up with our very lives all the way to the point that we hit the lake like a giant spear and quickly separated from each other to go in opposite directions once submerged. When we re-emerged from the water we quickly swam into each others arms finishing off the event with a long and passionate kiss, we were now life mates.(married)
I was happy again, but I quickly came to the conclusion that there was something that I had to do now that I had let another in and close to my heart; with Kalyra in tow I ,after a long time, finally returned to where my Brother was buried. I regaled tales of our life together to Kalyra and told my Brother about Kalyra and that I was happy again and on that spot I made a promise that I would never fall into despair and sorrow again and instead would do for others what Kalyra had done for me; heal broken hearts and dissolve sadness whenever and however I could. We came back to my Brothers grave often, after that, to share stories of me and Kalyra’s life together and of the happiness I share with her.
After a few months after making my promise, I began to notice a lot of despair in many of the souls destined to be shattered at the Soul Forge and decided to see if I could do something about it and asked the Forge Master for permission to find a way to aid the despairing souls, on the premise that I only helped those that he the ones he felt deserved aid. Again I began to visit the Arcanum Library to restart my studies on soul magic, although this time it didn’t turn into an obsession, for I once again had someone to be with. In the free time that neither me or Kalyra were busy we began talking about raising a family. When we both agreed that we wanted this she began joining me on my trips to the Arcanum Library in order to study on “Healthy Egg-ling Care”.
After a few weeks of study and preparation, we left to the same place that we joined our lives together forever and began our dance once again, except with a few differences; after awhile of waiting for the eggs to appear we began to worry that something was wrong and decided to go see an expert on the subject. The news was heartbreaking especially for Kalyra; apparently when Kalyra was young she contracted a rare virus that did a lot of damage to her reproductive organs, reducing her chance of spawning a single egg to a measly 8%. My love fell into a depression of her own with the knowledge that she may never spawn an egg of her own and this in turn filled me with determination spawned by the promise I made on my Brothers’ grave, I would see her happy again.
It took a bit of coaxing but I managed to get her to agree to try again; and so we returned to our spot and tried again. Once again we grew worried as we waited and Kalyra almost fell back into her depression, however, the Lord of Form and Gaea must have been smiling upon us because Kalyra didn’t just lay a single egg, she laid two of them. As you can imagine we were overjoyed; we placed the two eggs into a special room that we had carved in the den together specifically to care for a Dragon egg.
A month later I had finally found a way to help the chosen souls and began weaving a new soul spell; this process took me a little over a month and a half to complete, but it was done. I now had a way to aid the souls that were chosen for redemption. The spell I created takes a target soul and launches it at a predetermined living host to merge with an already existing soul who agreed to it or a host that had not yet received a soul; this gives the targeted soul another chance to redeem themselves.
However, while weaving the spell I was unaware of 3 sets of eyes watching me from the shadows, learning the spell as I made it. For many weeks I had begun spending most of my free time with Kalyra and helping to care for our eggs. Four months after the spawning of our two egg-lings me and Kalyra were eating a meal together when three unknown Dragons came crashing in, and began throwing harmful spells at us. I quickly moved myself between them and Kalyra immediately telling her to protect our eggs; when she was gone, I began my counter attack launching spells of my own at the three, but I was unable to hold them off as I was outnumbered and out of practice. I quickly decided to hit all three of them with an illusion spell, giving me time to get away and meet back up with Kalyra in the hatchery room. Once I reached Kalyra I quickly opened a rift portal pleading to her to take our eggs and flee through the portal while I stayed behind and held the three aggressors back. Immediately I had a feeling of deja’vu as memories from a battle long past flooded my mind, causing me to wobble a little, which was noticed by Kalyra but I quickly regained myself and once again asked her to flee with our egg-lings. She reluctantly picked up our eggs carefully and started for the portal; just before she went through, though, I stopped her for a moment to give her a promise spawned from memories of sorrow after losing someone I loved. The promise I told her was “No matter what happens and no matter how long it takes I will return to you”; with a nod and a single tear she went through the portal.
As I turned to continue fighting the three invaders to stall them while the portals residual energies dissipated I found myself quickly pinned to the ground by two of the Dragons. When the third Dragon appeared and came close enough I quickly recognized the signs of corruption, these three had fallen into the darkness of evils grip. I was quickly brought out of my revelry of the recognition by an excruciating pain, of which I quickly realized was caused by the third one stabbing one of my talons and using the blood from the injury to mix into a spell that seemed all to familiar to me. My familiarity was quickly confirmed when I was launched into agony as my soul was ripped right out of my body. When I was finally separated from my body the third one began to laugh as he caused me to blackout when he ruthlessly launched me into a random direction. When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a very strange structure, moving through it automatically. I didn’t fight for any control despite how wrong it felt for me to be there, when I tried to think back to figure out why this wasn’t right, I was only met with a black abyss. At some point in my travel through the structure I found myself going down a short corridor with a strange looking creature at the other end; curiosity about the creature peaked my interest for unknown reasons and before I knew it I merged with it and became the creature, it took a few minutes for me to collect myself before some of the questions I had been wondering suddenly answered themselves, it is here that my life as a Dragon was put on hold and my life as a Human began.