Prologue: The Wind

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"Once upon a time, a really long time ago, there was once a ninja whose connection with the Element of Wind was so strong, he could make storms appear during dry seasons and has the rare ability of befriending all sorts of winged creatures." The wind blew behind a silhouette that was being outlined by the rising sun and predatory birds each screeched out their loyalties to the ninja. "Especially dragons..." The images of dragons could be seen overhead and they all roared in the sunlight.
"The Ninja has appeared from the light of the full moon in the depths of a volcano." The thought of an inferno, surrounded by darkness, had suddenly appeared. Out from the fire walks a single silver silhouette. The silhouette held an aflame sword and several dragons flew above him. "He soon goes by the new title, the Dragon Conqueror. He can control dragons and has made it his mission to raise some sort of dragon army, if what we're going on is correct. However, he not only knew how to control dragons, but he could ride one too." A loud, deafening roar fills the area, walking through the inferno too by the silhouette. Green eyes with black slits appear as it stood by the unknown silhouette. "In fact, rumor has it that the Night Dragon, the same dragon that has taken down the biggest of dragons, had succumbed to his will and now serves as the personal steed of the Dragon Conqueror. None of us know what he really looks like..." The silhouette leaps atop the Night Dragon and they both turn to face them. The Night Dragon opens his throat and a ballistic scream fills the air as the black dragon releases a plasma blast. "But despite this, there's something to admire about them." Dozens more silhouettes can be seen on the backs of dragons and flying across the sea as they followed the Dragon Conqueror and the Night Fury as they flew towards the rising sun together like a huge, flocking army. "They speak about a bond between human and dragon." A hand can be seen as a black dragon's snout had gently placed it into the hand. "But into our midst came a stranger from a strange land, covered in scars and draped in a cloak of dragon skin. He carried no weapon and spoke softly, saying that he, Kuragari Drago, was a man of the people, devoted to freeing mankind from the so-called cruel tyranny of dragons. He claimed that he alone could control the dragons and that he alone could keep us safe, if we chose to bow down and follow him." The silhouette of the power-hungry man stood next to a gray Bewilderbeast. "These bonded ones are called the Dragon Riders. The Dragon Conqueror and the Night Dragon had rise through the ashes and took down the great evil with the aid of his people and dragons." A powerful roar of the Night Dragon can be heard and the Dragon Conqueror rode on his back. But a circle of humans and dragons stood face-to-face and side-by-side as the sun shone down on the gathered silhouettes of both humans and dragons. "They had each sworn a solemn oath to make the strong from the weak, mend the broken, and vanquish evil to protect all those who need them. Whenever danger brews, seek them out... Should I stop?"
Everything changed into the inside of a cottage's living room. A group of kids could be seen sitting around a beautiful woman on a stool. Her brown hair is long and tied into a bun and her warm hazel eyes gleamed in the light. She's also wearing a simple brown dress trimmed in yellow with a red apron and high-heeled brown boots.
"What?" protested a eight year blonde-haired girl. "Please, don't stop Rose." It wasn't long till the other children had started begging for more stories from the caretaker, who seemed somewhat adored and amused by this.
"I don't wanna give anyone nightmares," Rosa said gently.
"Oh, come on," begged the girl and the other children hopefully. "There must be more, there must be."
Rose sighed and eventually gave in. "There was an order of knightly warriors, from a great kingdom, who would rise each night into the darkness and perform noble deeds. They spoke of true words, their purpose was to right all wrongs, to make strong the weak, mend the broken, vanquish the evil, and make powerless those who abused the frail. With hearts sublime they would take flight."
One of the girls tilted her head curiously at Rose. "Is this story true, Rose?"
"It's a legend, Audra," Rose replied.
"Is true though?" Audra asked curiously.
Rose smiled at them warmly. "A legend, Jack, is a story that begin to feel in your mind and then over time it becomes true in your heart. And perhaps makes you become a better person."
"Okay, children, that's enough." Everybody spun around to see another strikingly beautiful woman named Lily standing at the doorway as she placed alit lantern on a hook. But unlike Rosa, Lily has thick, dark red hair that fell to her shoulders and bright green eyes. Lily was wearing a deep green linen dress with fitted sleeves and a silver belt, though her boots are accented in green. "It's time for lunch."
"Awww..." All of the kids groaned, but they each gotten ready for lunch. The sight of it made some passing villagers chuckled at the adorable sight of the spunky and curious children.

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