The Last Breath of Fire, Prologue

Try to imagine a black space. Nothing but darkness. Except for a gate. A single gate, somewhere deep in the black void. Behind this gate, a small kingdom was. The most tragic and grey garden you have ever seen. Bricks of stone put together, to create a big hall. A feasting hall. This feasting hall belonged to spirits. Spirits who practiced powerful magic, and had the force to destroy anything. Once, in their garden, these forces of life used their sorcery. They were playing around to see what they could do with their powers.

An accident occurred. Their power was so strong, that it broke out from the gate, and into the void, and colours filled the world. The four elements created the world, with two dimensions. Earth was the first of all, and the main element. To fill the holes where earth could not fill, water came. Wind hit the earth, to blow over all silence. Finally yet importantly, from the fourth element, fire, the sun was created to bring warmth upon the earth and wash away all darkness. The light from the giant star shone upon the black and endless void, to create the light blue sky. Together with these elements, green grass spread across the ground. Soon, bigger plants and flowers started to grow. Trees of oak and walnut, yellow dandelions and roses of pink and red, wild bushes and tall grass everywhere.

The days of Luxterria grew darker and darker each day. Dawn came slowly later and later, whilst dusk was never far away. A fierce, red dragon flew above the clouds of the sky. It leaned its head forwards and sat course down to the earth. Beneath the clouds dark forests with wild beasts, mountains with dark and abandoned mines, and deep mysterious waters found place. The beast spotted mankind riding their horses far down on the earth. The dragon flew down to them, as she smelled their fear. She could hear them scream while they tried to escape her wrath. The flying creature’s throat started glowing a red colour of warmth. She was the heir of fire, roamed her mind whilst opening her mouth, with flames coming out of it. All over the realm, screams could be heard, as they burned alive from her flames.

As the life slowly and painfully sank out of them, she flapped with her wings, choking the flames. The dragon grabbed them with her claws and flew up to a mountain. At the top of the mountain, there was a little entrance. Hungry cries sounded as they heard their mother coming. Three dragon children lived in the nest. Their mother gave them two of the men to feast on, and took the third for herself.

They must grow strong, she thought. She was the last of her kin, and after the death of all the dragon riders, she had been waiting for a new one to come. No one ever called for her though, and as the years had gone by, her eggs had now hatched. Now she had a responsibility of three dragons. The hunting for food had tired her, and she could not provide much food for herself, if she wanted her children to live on. She realized how much she missed her old dragonrider who had died in the Field of Fire.

The war broke out when some of the dragonriders wanted to use dragons for their thirst after power. Corrupted by power and darkness, both races suffered. An alliance of the last true dragonriders fought together. The two most powerful dragons, Verath and Roluth, met. Their riders fought against each other in a clash of red, orange and blue flames. Even purple, the most powerful of them all. The dragons summoned their last strength, and breathed a flame of purple against each other. Then, the explosion sounded all over the entire realm. Everyone, both men and dragonkin fell to the ground.

Later on, I woke up. All alone. Everyone was dead. Except for me, and my three eggs. I am the last dragon. The last creature in this world who is capable of breathing fire. Now, I am waiting for the last dragonrider. There are those descendants of the city Asgard, but none of them are true dragonriders.

The beast watched her children eat the fresh flesh of men. It is my task, and mine alone to make sure the dragons survive. I cannot fail.