Deep in an unknown forest, battle rages in a village. On one side, The Forces of Grimm Roar. On the other, A Mysterious Clan of Samurai fight till their last breath. The Leader of the Clan is well aware he won't make it out of this alive, so for the sake of the tribe he does something that will, in turn: Be his best achievement, and worst regret..

Pyrrhia. It had been somewhat at peace after the wars; not to mention the final downfall of DarkStalker. Even now, his evil acts and constant reminders still haunt those who are unfortunate enough to find them. And while there are some battles and minuscule wars, it wasn't enough to put the land back into war like it was. But. The peace and battle-free days were about to explode in a fiery blaze. For, miles and miles underneath the crust, something was resting. And after all these years, the opening to the surface world was open. And something awoke. Now, the Dragonets of Destiny must come out of their school; alongside their students, they encounter a beast only mentioned in myth. Deep, deep myths. The One who was said to bring the Land to it's End. The One who shall rain fire upon the land and burn the very surface to nothing but ashes and cinders. The Black Dragon. The Dark Demise. The Black Flame. 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬.