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The Revival of a Dragon

Flashback, inside the mystery cavern, Eladin's History 04: In a wide area, surrounded by tall trees clung by verdant vine and moss, an area where the sunlight shines upon the grassland. Viegro Diarke, the young man, carrying a sheathed sword, arrives in the place.

After jumping from above and landing in the other path, the strictness beauty Cally Haulicrity has stood. She speaks, “I don't understand why I keep having visitors lately.” To the young man, she speaks, “I already told your leader about this place. What make you all keep coming back?”

Viegro scratches his hair. “It feels you have a misunderstanding here, woman.”

“Continue to speak.”

“I've come here, in follow-up to my investigation about the deserted village afar from this place.”

“Don't tell me...”

“Yes, with many clues left in the place, I came to know that the place belongs to the Hidlidiana Tribe.” His words have made Cally's face puzzling. “And why I am here, is to confirm about the guardian that they were willingly risked their lives.”

“You said, deserted? What happens to my people?”

“Ah, yes. By looking the evidences left in the place. I could say that the kingdom raided your village.”

Her hands are in fist. “For what reasons?”

“I don't know. But this is so funny. You are protecting the people who turned a blind-eye to your and your tribe's effort and attacked your people instead.”

“Don't mock me! This is our obligation!”

“I'm not mocking you all. I'm just telling the truth. With the current state of the kingdom, the calamity, which appears in several years to perish a village, isn't enough. The clues that I found have brought me here. Listen woman, the current kingdom is unworthy of your protection.” With his words, the strictness beauty, rages.

She appears near Viegro and throws her punch. Landing her fist to his palm, her other wrist is restrained by Viegro's other hand. Her behind foot has been stepped by Viegro's foot. She thinks, impossible. She speaks, “I was cultivated to guard this place, to protect Dandia. This is my duty, my life, and my purpose. There is no reason for me to doubt, choose, complain and stop!”

“You're too naive, pretty woman,” has said by Viegro. “What's important to you? Protecting Dandia or the justice for your tribesmen?” Noticing she draws back her fist, Viegro holds her wrist and throws her back to the other path.

She lands her palm to the ground. Pushing herself upwards, she has landed with both feet in the ground. She stands and speaks, “Of course, I'm worried about my people. But I cannot just leave this place for it might be the end of Dandia.”

“Woman, the current Dandia can go to hell. And for that to happen, I shall remove you to this place.”

“You're so assured that you can beat me?”

“You stand no chance against me.” Both persons begin their offensive. With her quickness, Cally is already behind him. Yet without looking back, Viegro holds her wrist. In the midair, his body revolves once and he slams the woman's back into the ground. He stands and unsheathes his blade. “This is your end—” He stabs her neck's...

...nearby ground. “—your end as being a guardian to this place. And your new life is to follow me. My mates are trying to change the kingdom. A kingdom that is worth for your protection and will acknowledge your and your tribe's efforts and dedication.”

His words give a sudden tears on her eyes... as she realizes about his intention.

—End of Intro

Flashback, inside the mystery cavern, Eladin History 05: Leaving his worried comrades, the eyes-closed Eladin jumps to the emptiness. After the long deep darkness, he lands onto the wasteland. And in the far, onto the skies, while the lightning cracks onto the grayish clouds; many flapping winged-creatures are in combat. Some winged-creatures breathe fire, lightning, darkness, ice, and light against their opponents. Hearing the yelling war cry from afar, Eladin walks near the cliff side. Two factions of lizard-like humanoids in the ground are currently in a clash.

To the other side, a huge golden dragon cries a loud. Fire balls rain from the skies. And to the other faction, a huge silver dragon roars. Those fireballs vanish in the sky. Eladin thinks, Both of them are strong. Yet, there is a possibilities that there are other rulers onto this place. But to end this war that both factions costing their lives, one must fall down. My problem is how to carry a huge body back to my world.

Then Eladin hears someone speaks to his mind, Creature from another place, there is nothing you can do about the war on this place.

Like an old man's voice, Eladin yells, “Who are you?” Searching for someone who has spoken to him, he realizes he is alone in the place. But the sudden change of his voice confuses his thoughts.

I am but a dead dragon, slain by the divine one. My soul accidentally merged into your body as you crossed in my domain. And by this result, it halves the remaining years of your life.

Creature, who will about to confront a ruler of this land, I warn you not to interfere about the current problem of this world. The rulers of this land are aware of your arrival. The more closer you are to them, the more dangerous situation you are in. And not just yours, but your world. If you want to achieve your objective, I can give you an advice. Journey to the south from this place. An area greatly carved by an intense battle shall give you an answer. The darkness from a dead dragon might assist you in your problem.

As he reaches the place, overbearing by darkness, Eladin asks, So, where is the dragon?

The dragon itself had been long gone. What left is the darkness surrounding this place. Take it while the divine one hasn't change its mind.

Are you telling me, I'm being watch?

Not just him, but every ruler on this place is watching your action. Go ahead. Touch the darkness.

Witnessing his hand goes inside; he sees the darkness surrounds his body. His blood runs fast through his veins. He feels the circulation somehow burning. Eladin yells aloud from the pain and fear. His skin he feels heating. Smokes ascend from his body.

After his long struggle, at the completion of assimilation, his skin turns red. The darkness disappears from the place. Have I become immortal?

Immortal? Don't make me laugh. The number of your years in the living remains. What you receive is the power of the dark dragon. But only a dragon can use it. Now retrace at your path back to your world before the divine one change its decision.

Back to the cavern, Eladin arrived. His comrade somehow believed him at his current appearance, the eyes-closed old man. The soul of the dragon he no longer heard on his mind. They departed the place and reported to his scholar his failure endeavors.

And his new objective, was the retrieval of his life force.

To gain ability of the gaile race, a daughter of his lineage— also an offspring from a woman having inheritance of the gaile race —became a sacrifice of the operation. Still failure to retrieve his previous appearance, another theory came to his mind. The sorses that can heal blood.

Many years later, after the defeat of the king of Jelfyr that turned over the kingdom into the hand of undesirable; Yaume Rosarok, the queen knelt and asked Eladin of his assistance. One of his scholars reported to him, that Yaume was a descendant of those sorses who performed a forbidden ritual. A ritual for a sorse to achieve hidden ability, a ritual that will last years until coming of age, a ritual involving fasting, and without seeing the light.

The agreement had been accepted by the queen Yaume. Many years later, the child had been born. The new king's search had been fruitful as Yaume's hiding had been discovered, resulting for the child's father being slain in the battle. Following those years, after Viegro slayed the cancerous king in public, Eladin introduced Vilyarin to Yaume. Leaving no choice after knowing her child had been taught to kill, Yaume brainwashed her child with words and secluded her daughter to the place that no one knew. This made Eladin raged and secretly mobilized his men to search for Vilyarin's location.

Flashback, inside the chamber of a cave, a cave somewhere inside the Deep Forest, Eladin's History 06: One of his men, an old-age scholar speaks to him, “I have a prophecy about your meeting of your great granddaughter. And about the arrival of the strongest norim in Dandia.” His words have made Eladin to think,

I guess, this is it. The success of my long awaited objective. My honored king, your dream is about to come. He speaks, “Continue. I be listening.”

“Giving harm to the younger prince, you shall meet Vilyarin full of hatred. The transformation of your body, absorbing the people around the place; the darkness devoid by your consciousness shall birth of the strongest person of Dandia.”

“Thank you. Then, I shall assassinate the young prince.”

Back to the present, inside the throne of the sharp tall tower; in a sudden, the place gravitates by a malicious force. Everybody has witnessed Eladin's body begins to mutate. Dark bloody flesh, its branches extend to everywhere. Many have managed to dodge. Some people are strangled and trying to resist the masking dark flesh spreading to their body.

The mutation of Eladin's body overgrows. The branches with person ceased in struggling, retrace and merge to the mutation. Another set of branches spread again, seeking for new victims.

One has captured Vilyarin. Trying to remove the dark flesh, her body is constricted by the thickness of sticky meat. Wanting to cry for help, she silences for no one might take action to her voice. I can't... die like this... I still need to save my brother... Someone... please... save me...

A distance from her...

...the floor of the throne has holed. And in the midair, Jaino swings his sword at the mutation, cleaving its top down to the center. He thinks, This is the same to the monster inside the deep forest. I can't kill it. Seeing the mutation recovering fast, he swings his sword at those branches where people are still alive and trying to free themselves. Seeing a barrier protecting Shaira from harm, he swings his sword at the barrier. That barrier slides heading at the holed wall of the throne. As he turns around, he sees Vilyarin with face asking for help. He swings his sword at her. The dark flesh scatters to many pieces in the nearby floor. Jaino lands into the floor. He yells, “Those who want to live, get away from this place! This creature might be different from the creature inside the Deep Forest! As it absorbs someone, it might becoming more stronger! Escape or else, there is nothing on us able to kill or prevent it!” And so the castle guards and the members of the royal squad, those people alive begin their escape. Some of them jumps to the holed wall. Others run heading to the entrance of the throne.

At the weakened Vilyarin— near the frightened-and-shocked Sai Mea is standing, and a person cloaked by blood is lying in the floor —Jaino appears at the front of the strictness pale beauty. He holds her chin and lands his lips to her lips.

The astounded Vilyarin slaps Jaino face. Trying to touch her lips by her fingers, she asks, “What are you doing?”

A black sword appears to Jaino's other hand. He swings it banishing the meaty branches heading at them. He throws away his other sword, the one he borrowed from a dead soldier. To Vilyarin, he speaks, “I now notice that you are pretty and a caring person at heart.”

Sai Mea just watches at Vilyarin who has stepped back. She sees Jaino holds the pale beauty's shoulder and lands his lips to the beauty's lips again.

Vilyarin pushes Jaino. She speaks, “Please, stop it. You know you belong to someone.” On her mind, Sister… forgive me… Her fingers she touches to her lips.

A white sword appears to Jaino's free hand. To his spirit of void, Jaino listens,

I guess, that's all, my master.

Feeling the emotions of people suffering in the place— some of those people are already dissolved in the overgrowing mutation —Jaino speaks, I still have one spirit left.

Who?

You.

He he he he~ clever~.

With sadness on his eyes, to Vilyarin, Jaino looks at. He speaks, “Pretty lady, as long as I know, I am the one who owns my life.” His words have made Vilyarin a bit in tears.

She asks, “For what reasons are you doing this?”

He smiles at her. “I'm doing my father's expectation. To protect my mother's duty, to protect the current Dandia. And to protect the current royal family, including you of course,” His words have stunned Vilyarin.

Sai Mea thinks, She is a royal blood?

To Vilyarin's lips, Jaino lands his lips again.

Sai Mea has witnessed, at the overgrowing mutation, dark huge wings spread widely. Giant dark claws surface outside the mutation. Sai Mea has her eyes wide open to see, at them, the claw swings down, collapsing the floor of the throne.

While numbers of debris falling from above, the people below in the tower have witnessed, the completion of evolution, the mythical creature from the ancient stories; in the ruined throne of the queen, the dark dragon roars aloud.

Evils may in shadow the lands

All must not despair in dire time

The envoy of light may arrive

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