Dragonreborn Stories

After the Empire managed to fend off the abyssal forces, the heroes of the land of dawn had been really demotivated. They have lost so many of their friends and are fearing of more losses in future wars. The abyss takes this as an advantage to warp the minds of the heroes of the other regions of the land of dawn. They will use their backstories to do so.

"𝒲𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒻𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉." -𝐿𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝑜𝓈 All Rights To: Sony Pictures Television Amazon Studios Radar Pictures Iwot Pictures Long Weekend Little Island Productions

Its wings stuttered mid-beat, the left dragging like a broken oar. The beast tilted, losing altitude fast. It let out another roar-this one raw, ragged. Not the cry of a predator. The wail of the wounded. The mighty dragon was falling. "Liora, hello? Reality check-extinct monster just clawed its way out of myth, and I would very much like to live through the next five minutes," Felix snapped, nudging her shoulder. "Let's go!" "No," she said, voice low. Her usual razor-sharp sass dulled to something softer. "It's hurt." Felix blinked. "Oh, we're doing the noble thing now? Great. Perfect timing." "We should help it," she added, eyes never leaving the dragon. "If it's the last one left-" "Exactly! The last one left. And if it dies, the extinction rate stays consistent." Liora finally turned to face him, brows arched. "Wow, Felix. That was almost a complete sentence without whining. Growth." "This is not the time," he hissed, eyes wild. "You don't wanna be dragon chow, do you?!" "No," she said simply. "Then let's go!" She tilted her head. "Why? So you can write a strongly worded letter about how I almost saved something incredible but tragically listened to you instead?" Before Felix could retort, the dragon screamed again-this time closer, harsher. It was crashing. Liora's eyes caught the dying light-and for a second, they gleamed gold. "Oh no," Felix muttered. "That's the look. That's the 'I'm about to do something stupid' look." She didn't answer. She ran. Past the treeline. Toward the monster. Toward the legend. Toward the last dragon.