Outside of Eflore atmosphere Ysion stood in space as if on solid ground. His gaze was locked on a particular place between the Obuin continent and the Dragon continent. There Vuris's figure could be seen talking to her newest race members, there were in total 50 of them, he had agreed on helping her make a race for ber to rule over.

She was there floating a top of the ocean executing an aura befitting a true Goddess as the children of the sea gazed at her in worship and respect. She talked to them ordered them to spread out through the Oceans and grow their civilization.

Ysion moved his gaze from her allowing her to continue her speech as his eyes darted along the Dragon continent, eventually stopping at the familiar figure of Ondan. He was residing deep inside a huge mountain in the middle of the continent, at the entrance of his cave a huge temple was built.

In the middle of the temple a giant statue of Ysion was built and in front of it another even bigger statue of a giant kneeling dragon could be seen, a crowd of Dragons in their humanoid forms were kneeling and worshiping the statues. Surrounding the mountain an enormous magnificent city that would put even the best humans, demons, Elves or even Fairies capitals to shame was built. The whole city was made in gold and diamonds, as enormous dragons could be seen flying outside of it. As soon as they reach giant city walls all of them with no exception turn to their humanoid forms and enter through the city gates.

Ysion admired the giant city as he started thinking, Ondan has done very well, the Dragon race flourished under his rule and he was considered a deity amongst them. The Dragons refused to worship any Deity except Ysion as the creator of all and Ondan as their Father.

Considering that Ondan was the first born before any God or Goddess, the Dragons considered themselves to be above the other races and solemnly ever interacted with them.

Ever since his father had tasked him with creating the Dragon race and populating the continent, Ondan has dedicated all his time to touring the entire continent subjugating all sorts of monsters, and creating all sorts of Dragons to help him unify it.

When he had successfully brought the entire continent under his rule, he retreated to the giant mountain now called The Holy mountain and was not heard of since. Until the recent battle with the Shadows where he alone shot out like bright shooting star killing waves after waves of Shadowy monsters. He then instructed some of the Dragons to go help out the other continents.

The Dragons were a proud race and could care less of what would happen to the other mortals, but they would not dare disobey a direct order of their Father, his words were law. As for Ysion he was a legendary figure in every Dragons heart, it was thanks to the Dragons that the fight with the Shadows in the Mortal world ended up well as their help was crucial in almost all major battles.

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The Temple of Origin, this was the most sacred place for the entire Dragon race, everyday thousands of Dragons come to visit this place, to gaze upon the majestic statues of their Gods! And to hopefully one day lay their eyes on their figure once again.

It has not been long since the grand summoning, the first time almost all Dragons met their true creator for the first time, his image etched deep into their soul. A figure even more powerful then their Father, the God that started everything.

Dragons had a naturally long lifespan, the Strongest were the first borns they were the ones created straight from Ondan himself! There used to be 100 of them at the start but after the unifying the continent and the war with the Shadows their numbers dropped to 30, their lifespan could reach hundreds of thousands of years almost immortals and their strength second only to Ondan himself.

After the first borns came the second generation, their descendants. They were considered as royalty amongst the Dragons their numbers a little over 300, they were not as ridiculously strong as their ancestors but they could still live up until tens of thousands of years, after them came the nobles and after the nobles were the Commoners.

The capital and other dragon cities were ruled by the second generation as royalty with the help of the nobles. The first borns all lived in the temple protecting their father Ondan and rarely ever made any public appearances.

Making up his mind, Ysion flew down like a shooting star as he passed the planet's atmosphere towards the Giant Capital of the Dragons, his destination the temple of Origin.

At the foot of the statues, hundreds of dragons were kneeling in worship as they prayed their eyes closed in respect. It was then that the dark night sky suddenly seemed to turn to day as a Sun descended upon them, it illuminated the whole city no the whole continent as Dragons all around stood in shook at the strange event, some kneeling in worship others ready for whatever kind of threat may be.

30 giant Dragons flew out of the deepest parts of the temple as they looked in shock at the descending sun, it was then that a roar that shook the entire city came from deep inside the mountain.

All dragons looked in shock as the figure of their ancestor flew out from the cave in a bright beam of light and lowered his head in worship towards sun.

He spoke in a majestic voice that carried with it worship and admiration as knelt to the almost invisible figure surrounded by light, he struggled to suppress his excitement as he called out.

"Ondan, greets you Father!"

All the thousands of dragons present could hear his voice as it echoed through the now quiet city, echoed straight to their heart It was then that all Dragons fell to the ground in worship. They were standing in front of their creator! Their God! None dared to raise their head, all of them knelt in unison all the same no difference between a first generation nor the commoners, this was a historical moment for all Dragons their God has descended!