In a forgotten forest, in a forgotten time, two dragons stood facing each other. One was pure white and the other was pitch black.
They were the size of mountains.
The white dragon moved to talk and all the animals that hadn't already left ran for their lives.
{Storm}
His deep voice boomed and the trees shook.
{I think you know why I'm here.}
*KAKAKAK*
The black dragons guttural laugh echoed and he roared.
{ I've always hated how you claim to be better. Alright then I'll play along for once, so Just kill me already!}
The dragons tensed up, both clearly looking to fight.
There was a long pause, each of them scanning the other for any openings
* * * * *
*panting*
A tall young man with red eyes was running in a field, the wind was blowing, the trees were swaying and the birds were chirping, only one thing was out of place.
He was being chased by an ogre.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDI-"
Was all he could get out before he was sent flying across the field through a tree, He continued to fly until He hit the ground and slid at least 3 times his body length.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!"
The man screamed as felt something snap in his arm, the pain was almost unbearable.
"TEMPEST!!!!!" A girl yelled when she realized why He pushed her.
It took a minute for him to realize what happened and where he was.
"Ahh FUCK!! this hurts!"
He started to get up and exclaimed.
'I can barely get up with just one arm, but with all this pain, How the fuck am I doing this?'
'I'm glad I got this new Armor or else I wouldn't just have a broken arm right now.' He thought with a bitter smile plastered on his face.
Looking at his enemy, with strands of black hair in his vision, and there he was, a big green ogre with a club the size of a grown man's body.
*chuckle*
'think he's compensating for something?' Tempest thought with a chuckle before looking at his dagger, it was pretty good quality. sharpest one He'd ever seen.
'I just got you too.' He thought before yelling.
"ALRIGHT YOU MOTHER-FUCKER, COME AT ME!!!!!!"
3 HOURS EARLIER
"Let's go already!" A young girl begged a tall man with a slightly impatient tone.
Two adventurers of the iron & bronze rank [1] stood in a market bustling with people going about their day, tall buildings with intricate alley ways surrounded them, The bronze rank adventurer was a small girl with blonde hair who wore a white pointed hat with blue accents and a white robe also with blue accents, she held a wooden staff that had a rough blue gem embedded in the top. A pendent depicting a proud dragon sat on her chest and her emerald green eyes glistened in the sunlight, a wooden bracelet with water and light signs tells that she is a mage that specializes in both water and healing magic.
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Dragonhood
FantasyLife Life starts when you are born, is meaningful when you're young, satisfying when you're old and over when you're dead, but one man is stuck, and this is his life. Watch him find out his biggest fear is real. Watch him as he gets called a crimin...
