In an unknown lair, a place where time and space flows differently.
Legends had it that such estranged lair was where the Dragons of all kinds spent their whole lives hibernating.
A place where no one could find not even the Immortals except the Dragons themselves.
A place every known being called... The Dragon's Nest.
The breaths of warmth filled the Dragon Nest, ancient carving reads on the rocky grounds and walls could be seen along with sturdy contrived pillars bonded to the walls that canopied the lair along with sacred large bodies of glittering blue waters from above that makes one to wonder which way was up, which way was down giving it a look of majesty and in admiration.Then a deep groan was heard from within. A shadowy long shaped form snaked under the sacred glittering blue waters, glided out from it in a natural manner and curled around a pillar revealed to be a Lung Dragon with nine extremely long cu
Node moved an inch forward with a yell.“That’s a lie!”Node never believed it anyways.The cold wind blew through his long hair and clothes, once again the looming dark clouds from above blocked off the illuminated full moon leaving only the glowing crystals dimly shinning on top of every wigwam standing around them.Peirce only froze not knowing what to do.He shivered a little.A friend who protected him from them was dead? For what? This can’t be true. This can’t be happening, not when she miraculously came back from the dead days ago at the lab. Why are they going this far just to capture me? What did I have that’s so special? … I’m just an ordinary Inhumane…Seems the clueless Peirce was still haunted by what’d happened at the city of bounty hunters.“A lie?” scoffed the huntress. “I could never lie about such thing. Sh
Sniffia earlier recognized the familiar, strange looking little girl was the one who saved her and her closed friends during the attempt to escape from the city of bounty hunters.Where‘s Peirce? It runs through her mind as she sniffed, unfortunately the snarling and smell of the rotten creepers along with the grunting of the guards only grew stronger just under the sudden rains that falls of great intensity.Sniffia stood just as lightning struck through the darkened clouds followed by back-to-back claps of thunder.She felt the wind whizzed past her and every raindrop drenching down her blond hair and running through her furry clothes with such heaviness from nature, she turned to the little soaked girl and said;“… I never get to thank you… “The little girl only raised her wet face up, rain drops could be seen suspended on her eye lashes and many of the drops ran down her cheeks and lips, she st
Dryad’s uncle walked closer observing the area just as Jamal’s pregnant wife glow illuminated more brightly over the wigwams and everyone there.What could be the reason to see an Inhumane to become this close to the Beast beings?Moreover... I believe, she’s pregnant for one of them…He looked at his followers laying on the sand groaning along with the motionless creepers as walls of rain heavily poured on them;She did all this to my men, alone… have heard of Inhumanes great endurance yet--“Pardon me, Ma’am.” Then he sprinted towards Peirce about grabbing his face, the pregnant woman zoomed to his front unknowingly, punched him.He slid back through the wet sand with his hands raised manageably shielding himself from the sudden hit.He dropped his dripping wet arms felt as though he was hit by a rock.“… You’re real
The reign of Giants, the once strongest race that accustomed fear to many. However, sadly it all ended with the destruction of them all… Who were all tragically vanquished by the Inhumanes killing every last one of them, so the Inhumanes ventured upon during the great wars between both races that shook the whole wide world… not until a few hundred years after many claimed and had seen rare sightings of Giants roaming around the foggy forest that covered the most part of the eastern region of the Beast kingdom… blah, blah, blah…“Sigh… it’s raining, isn’t it?” The blind Inhumane said while lying on his back on the only bed in Jared’s archaized room hearing the splattering of rain drops hitting against the window above.“… Yes.” Jared replied sitting glued on the book he was reading on the desk under the flames of torches hung around his room; while most beings in the kingdom has modernized their source of light to glowing crystals, Lord Jared still stayed the same.“How come you knew a
Aaaachwk! A body heavily smashed into a cave's vault as the lantern in his hand replete with glowing crystals chattered on the rocky ground, beaming it’s surroundings of the area which harbored each conduits of water along dried bones of fallen opportunist of the cave before expiring into nothingness then another bounced against the rocky ground and off the steep mountain flying out of what appeared to be a hole with a little opened space in the face of a mountain, many of the seem to be blanched figures in their weaker beast form, holding onto their hands various gears in capturing the strange predator who had been impeding the peace of the local Beast beings residing near the mountains for months, speedily ran out from the cave, few of them with their regional armament in their hands stopped at a distance waiting for what could be-- another figure cladded in hefty large armour plates in which the armors protecting his right shoulder to his wrist were much more larger than his left
A cold, windy morning, at the desert of Coruscation, under the heavy rain at the home of the Rogogal tribe, white smoke could still be seen from afar from the burnt out large bonfire along torn grounds, fallen wigwams and destroyed branches of trees scattered around the wet desert ground--stood some distance away ‘The Unlucky’ among the greatly flapping wigwams in the strong wind, with all these going on, drenched Peirce quietly stared at the wigwam in front of him. His dripping face seems lost in the void of his own thoughts while the atmosphere around shows every signs of devolvement between the tribesmen and women there, his retreated capturers and the absent of the glowing armoured Inhumanes. He lowered his head; few brooks of water outlined the wet sand. To Peirce, things didn’t worked out for all he hoped; If challenges are what make life interesting, what is interesting about my life being intertwined with great doles? He deduced.Then a groan was loudly heard inside one of th
The raging sea rose high and fell under the soaked feet of the three figures standing on it, as if it were bare floored while the darkened clouds above filled the night sky with freckled sizes of thunder rumbling, reflecting their uncanny faces within the destructive storm never was the harsh weather or temperature stirred their morale compared to what would happen next as the cracked and weakened towering, wide and menacing white-crystalline barrier distinctly stood behind every other things there.“What should we do? He's right in front of us and an… Immortal at that!” One of the shadowy figure with eight arms also known to be Ade, fortunately saved by the little figure known to be the messenger of the Supremes from the hands of his fellow Expats’ ambush, them thinking he might one day betrayed them witting how close he was with Azra during their journey to the southern-swale village of the Inhumane.“--Don’t ever think we are the trapped ones,” The little figure responded, “actuall
The Immortal couldn’t believed his eyes, looking closely enough the creature that squeezed out of the hole earlier and entered Ade in his eight arms Beast form, had three heads with three faces before desiccating on Ade’s thighs, these wasn’t one of so many pieces of scenarios the Humane told would happened. He was yet again frustrated, with furrowed brows, his eye glowed yellow, his bare-muscled humped back tensed as the breaking of the ocean's body rippling on the humongous barrier was heard in the background. She'd tell us about these two however the reason why she omitted such creature’s scenery from all the stories she revealed, that I wonder… The Immortal slightly shook his head and said to himself. Forget what was and focus on what is. He looked straight to the possessed body below, still sitting on the calmly flowing water, resting his back on the humongous barrier while fixated back at him."Would you mind leaving that fragile body and kindly go back to where you came f
The air crisp and cold with a hint of mystique. The young queen stood, hands clenched before the hunched-back Immortal in the very heart of the ancient forest. Unknown to her, many days passed by while continuously sparring with the two-faced Immortal, took a toll on her.Her fists gently lowered by the hunched-back Immortal large palm. The Immortal’s eyes gleamed with sympathy beholding the young queen’s exhaustion, his gaze filled with deep understanding of the weight she bore. “Protector,” The hunched-back Immortal spoke in low, rumbling voice, Wren stared with her face swelling and discolored. “Have you had a bubble bath before?” “Uh…” The young queen snickered in pains at the Immortal’s joke then she steeled herself, her determination evident in her unwavering gaze. “I was born for this,” she declared, her voice firm and resolute showing no fear or resentment towards all that happened to her so far. With a subtle nod, the hunched-back Immortal spoke. “Now that the air around
The air around was icy grip with tension. Wren facing off against the two-faced creature for the first ever lesson she could get from the Immortals. The dimly lit chamber, once a grand palace materialized into new architecture, revealing an arena, a vast and rugged expanse, consisting of various obstacles looming on one corner. The towering walls of rough-hewn stones enclosed in strong breeze. Deep, yawning chasms that seemed to swallow all light and sounds of a really large sparring terrain of solid grounds as shrinking shadows closing in like a suffocating shroud. The two-faced creature eyes blazing with an otherworldly hunger, sneering at Wren as the palace changed in the background. “I’ve witnessed your skills so many times.”“Witness?” Wren asked then noticed her clothes were modified into distinguished fighting clothes. “Yeah. I was also there when you froze up a dust devil—but I’m not impressed. Yet.” The two-faced creature sharpened fangs elongated as red-mist strongly ooz
Strange air filled with a redolent, unworldly fragrance, veiled with darkness while walking through the portal, soon shimmering hues of gilt red-yellow seen at the end of what it looks like a well crafted tunnel appeared to only trapped the darkness from within and no furthermore.Entering into the light would stung the very eyes of every first timer there, revealing a large courtyard, the estranged walls whispering ancients secrets to those who listened close, glittering towers sets as the full foundation, casting a warm, gentle glow of what looked like a hidden palace’s architecture blended in ancient civilizations. The young queen at the center of it all doing nothing but mesmerizing the timeless beauty of the place. It was here she would undergo her training surrounded by the wisdom and potency of the Immortals. “You are here-Welcome, the Protector.” An impassive low yet mysterious voice echoed, filling the courtyard with it’s grace. Wren tracing it to a raised dais overlookin
Beautiful starlight flashed amazingly through the gaps of moving darkened clouds above as almost deafening silence intruded the scene below. Sidikat, stood unmoved staring sharply to Peirce distance away from her front, shortly after, Lazarus appeared along the two little beast being girls walking behind with side looked eyes. “Excluding my daughter, who are those two boys… sons of your friend?” Asked Sidikat. “No. I—" Lazarus stuttered. “I know everything alright, I’m just—” She zoomed to Peirce, clawed her fingers tightly around Peirce’s neck. She was so fast that none of them couldn’t move even for Lazarus. “Now tell me the reason why I shouldn’t claw out your wide pipe right at this very moment, destroyer of worlds?”“Windpipe?! How dare you!--” Node yelled strained grunted exacting with all his strength to stand upright. “Stupid. Trying really hard to look tough. Look around, I’m really getting annoyed with that attitude of yours, boy with long hair-- among my daughter and
Lazarus, heaping from trees to trees towards the assorted loud noises coming from many distance away as the two beast being little girls surprisingly keeping up the pace without breaking a sweat just behind Lazarus. Hmmm… Lazarus said to himself, sighted monsters of the forest of the Giants’ domain below racing to the exact location the loud sounds were coming from.Meanwhile. Unexpectedly, purple glowing objects swatted the eyes of the mysterious being’s face at the center as the side faces rolled their eyes, spotted Node staring intently, holding onto four glowing stones under the large root's shades dimly illuminated in purple. “That’s for only focusing on my glowing ass… Maniac.” Peirce flew with a kick towards the blinded centered face. The large mysterious being heavily took a step forward with a slam into the battered ground. The ground cratered as shock waves were created from the impact affecting Peirce’s momentum bouncing him back by the force about colliding into a reall
Node smirked raised his glowing purple eyes at the large figure, blood still dripping down his nose uncontrollably while shielding the fist of the large mysterious being. “You are talking… to the wrong beings… sucker…” he looked at Sniffia. “You know… foxy… we ain’t going to run or wait every single time for you… to come save our glowing asses.. after all the vigorous training we have done so… far… isn’t that right Peirce?...”Peirce nodded his head. “Chai… it’s better to fight for something than to live for nothing, my grandma told me that--I want to run away so badly however…” Peirce glowing eyes silted squeezing his glowing green arms. “Not anymore…”The mysterious being laughed so hard it echoed through the forest. “--what could little insects like you three do-- defeat me…?! I’m trying to achieve big things here, allowing you little things to bother me will be a waste of power,” the eyes on each faces of the large mysterious being all gaped at Peirce in an closed up expressio
Lazarus, many distance away heaping from branches to branches deep towards the southern part of the forest. He’d paraded the whole forest for weeks thinking how he would meet his wife and today was the D-Day so he thought then he stopped, standing on one of the large branches, aware from miles away something or someone racing to his direction but at great speed. He signaled the two girls behind him to lay low who Sniffia persuaded to follow him then they all swiftly landed to the ground facing the direction head on and at alert of what was racing towards them judging it might be another creature of the forest. Hmmm. Lazarus squeezed his hands tightly, here we go again. He said to himself. Suddenly four bulky boys with red bushy hair, clothed in forest of the creature’s hide halted some distance away fixating at Lazarus and the two now gnarling girls.Lazarus took a step forward. “We don’t want any trouble here, so go do your business as we have no business to do with the likes of
A month before, during the time when the Humane kingdom was frozen to its core. Many miles away, Abbey, effortlessly avoided the sudden terrain of mountain glaciers enveloped wildly in his blue lightning before it was discharged down to the frozen soil. He stood still on the icebound ground, cold vapor exhaling from his mouth. None of all these were new to him while staring from afar however the huge mountains of sturdy ice stood highly round about him, blocking his view then with a slight, faint sigh looking up to the sky, he was about moving; maybe he was worried about his wife and child, maybe not. No one knows what was in his mind at that very moment.At that very moment a fragrant smell strongly filled the air. “Sorry for keeping you waiting, Abbey from the main family of the house of Ida, a family known to be the greatest trainers there is or should I say the last male survivor from the main family that could god-willingly tame even an entity as great as a Dragon?” a disembod
The metallic door of the King’s chamber slowly opened inward as Randall went in quietly, he saw within the dimly aqua lit crystal on the table near it, a seated half shadowed woman, crossed leg on a chair in iconic blue royal dress fashioned with pearls and jewelries of different sizes, having a mystifying yet darker blue eyes than Wren’s that evenly glowed in the dark.Randall only stood, fixated at the woman. The overflowed aura coming from her were so immensely formidable that it was only labeled to equal the King of the Humanes himself. She is none other than; ‘The Queen of the Deep.’ Or ‘The Queen of the Water Nymphs.’“How is Beth?” She firstly asked unmoved.“… She’s fine,” Randall walked around as he hand picked two glassed beakers on his small book shelf then took a filled bottle of wine, “actually she’s in pain knowing Wren was taken by the Immortals.”“Taken? Your choice of word there sounds like she was absolutely captured not the other way round.” Her dimples appeared.