He smiled at his sheer power! The smell of burnt corpses pleased him. As his wings stretched across the field the Demons fled, he grinned. Knowing death would once again come to this world. And he knew he would be the messenger. With the power he knew he possessed he spewed fire from his belly, those death bodies of both Man and Demon soon became no more with all that remained was ash, no life would travel to this place, only darkness. Once his deed was done at this battle ground he flew off to return home, to his nest.
As he flew he scoured the land for more humans to kill and Demons to burn. He saw none. He approached his nest inside this mountain, he saw I light inside, life a spark of fire, his grin stretched across his scared face. With the mighty thud that shook the mountain and echoed through the caverns he strode through his main hall to find the tunnel that lead deeper into the mountain.
"Soon, soon this world will burn and those I've made from magma and stone will hunt the few that remain!" As he approached those last words his voice rose and beckoned throughout the hall. He travelled deeper into the tunnel leading down. He soon approached his nest. His true home. His family. Egg shells where scattered everywhere. Thousands of them. He made these children from lava and rock climbed around and started to breath there first flame. Glimpses of cracks and split shells started to form. This will be the army. The family. His brethren. His children that will slaughter every last thing alive and bring a true meaning to a dark time, a dark world to life.
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Dragons, Demons and Men
FantasyDragons from the sky have fallen, sworn to turn the world to ash. Demons from the underworld have risen, sworn to fill the rivers with blood. Men, have to fight, to stay alive, to keep the land they call home safe.
