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SOLUS Our Leaders believed that war was necessary. That without Conflict, Chaos and Blood the world could not achieve proper order. Many great battles shook the world's ground, tinting it with blood and bones... I kept telling myself that I was fighting for my country, for my family, for justice... but WE knew better. The Last Great war occurred 500 years ago in the outskirts of Alga. And here I am standing right where that battle happened with sword and shield in hand... being forced to battle what we always fought to protect, to serve, and to ask for guidance... I looked behind me to see all my comrades, powerful warriors that have served with me since the beggining. I could tell that they were also in pain, being led to believe "It's all for the grater good" Yeah I doubt it. A mist started to form slowly, swallowing the entire Field in the matter of seconds. Heavy steps cracking the ground echoed through the wasteland, the air grew Hot and Cold, The Ground felt alive and our boots started to sink into the mud as if the world hated us... The sky that was once blue turned gray, and rain started to fall on us making our armor feel twice as heavy. I started shaking badly because I knew that the Elements which we used to protect and serve are now against us, for our betrayal... The fog started to disperse, huge shadows dancing inside the ever lasting haze. Right there and then I saw Him, as water fell to his body it turned into steam, his breath gave the air a Sulfur infused with burned wood... the sky parted and his scales shined Blood Red, his claws sharp as ever, his muscles twitched with anger, His wings stretched revealing a majestic view of The mighty Dragon. But what scared me the most was his Orange yellow eyes. They looked at me... no. They could look right through me. I heard the drums starting behind me signifying the start of a horrible decision by the Leaders of this so called Country Of the Suns Alga. "Forgive us Oh Great Dragon Sol." I Prayed.
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