Revival

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  The Beast came back in a loop, determined to finish this once and for all. Mountaintops crumbled as he slammed through them. In the snow, the warrior struggled up, drawing his sword, though there was nothing he could do, as it closed in.
In a vain attempt, he threw his sword at it, bouncing off the scales.
 Its Jaws opened to unleash a ball of fire that never came.
 A Flash of light sent it reeling into the valley below as The Snow Titan rose up.
Enraged, the Fire Titan sent a blast of fire forth, causing the Snow Titan to vanish in a puff of steam.
Finally, he sent the Ice Champion plunging to his death.
 He was victorious, but at great cost.
All around him, the snow melted into massive waterfalls that surged down through valleys and glaciers, creating a wave that dragged everything in its path to its final destination, the sea. Millions died, and the Fire Titan retreated to his Realm, grief stricken, as the futility of conflict was revealed to him.  
  A top a ridge line sits an army of men, soldiers who fight for there country's freedom.
 They await a very important moment in history.
 They await for their leader, their captain, their saviour. They wait for her guidance, for they would rather fight for her than any other man on the planet.
 They would fight for her because she is a god to them.
 She has seen many a battles but non of these battles had fully prepared her for what is to come. Non of those battles could match what is about to come.

The men eagerly wait atop the ridge line as the sun rises and shines on the valley below.
The sore of light spreading in site on the valley as she kneels alone.
As she kneels around countless bodies, burnt and still.
 And as she looks far out towards the mountains, she sees him circling.
 He's coming back to finish the job.
But she will not let this happen.
Raising her sword, the ground rumbles as the men come to her aid.
 For they have a dragon to slay.
And he is coming round the mountain.  
But then she,
  She stared at the monster in the sky and began to run towards the village, crying out her warning.
The monster swoops lower and lower, his deep roars rippling out across the land.
Her legs burn, be she continues to run, desperate to help her family.
 Suddenly, a wave of fire crashes down from the heavens, consuming the village and everyone in it.
She screams.
The beast in the sky looks at her with a challenge in his eyes.
She screams again and cries.
An anger, stronger than she had ever felt, rushes through her.
She stares at the flames, and sees a figure of a red and gold dragon walking out towards her.
 She stares as it asks her if she is willing to except herself.
She pauses for a moment, considering.
 Then she nods, and the dragon disappears into gold flame.
The girl feels a sharp pain in her chest, slowly growing to spread through her entire body. Her limbs begin to stretch, and she turns her face to the sky as she slowly turns into a dragon, with wings of red and gold.
 Her eyes pulse with wonder at her form, and she lifts her
wings.
 She feels the wind and realizes what wonderful power she has.
She looks to the beast that destroyed her home with a cold yet burning fury.
She looks one last time at her home, now in cinders, then she turns to the beast, lifts her wings, and prepares to fight.
The beast looks at her, his flame roaring in his chest.
She raises her head to the sky, and pounds her wings.
She soars into the sky, nothing but a red bird to those who see her.
She tucks her wings and dives.   
The battle is neverending.
You may win a fight or two, but the real battle never stops.
But think of it this way.
The battle is just a mere fight.
A fight that needs pure strategy.
Many may die, but their deaths will not be in vain.
For what comes next, will fall for the rest.
 A soldier's true objective is to protect.
And a hero's is to save.
So rise, and pledge that you shan't be defeated by beings of the same caliber.
If there is two facing you, there is five on your side.
Do not give up, always presevere.
Never die, never say goodbye.
 On a shady planet like this, you shall turn it into its former glory!  
  For you are a soldier who fights for no one but their families an-No, let's change that.
You are a soldier who fights for the rest of the world.
 Win this war, and you win the neverending madness.  

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