13x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

*COMPLETE!* He was born into a world that taught him the rage of war, subjugation and suffering. Driven by misery and grief, he embraced the Flames of Bedlam and became the First Dragon. The world hailed him as Bahamut, the Dragon King. They trembled under the vengeance of the monster they created... ...But as water calms the flame, another Dragon appears, determined to turn this bestial tyrant into a true king.