This is a spoiler.... But I am trying to hook readers.. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
So here we go:
Chapter Six
Part Two
One Century ago
Modrorrud Zendrissorth. He was deemed the greatest king to have ever lived. His power, his armies, his reputation unmatched by those before him, and those long after him. Known for his mercy upon all the kindred, his reign was a golden age, marked by peace and prosperity, his wisdom and strength casting a long shadow over Druzatria.
But eventually, all good things come to an end. Peace always comes with a cost, some greater than others.
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Dezenym stood before the edge of a sharp cliff, wind whipped around him, carrying with it the distant roars of dragons. Below, the valley stretched out like a tapestry filled with the Ebony, Crimson, and the fiery gold of dragon scales.
The valley of Dragon blood marked the outline of the Dragonkin territory, leading into the sky kingdom, Ouwragon.
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