CRIES

DESPAIR...

I decided it was better to merge again.

Marc, and Kraaa, and maybe KArrrine could make a big mistake and end their lives.

They will sleep and I will carry them like this. Oriharukon is more down to earth.

Then I remember a bit in the past, I was Tiamat the "Bad Girl" and then I helped a dragon, Dantinne I think and my arch ennemy was Obsidienne. But she is in another dimension, forbidden to us...

She was in another reality, after a cataclysm, the world was destroyed. The emperor, my black head injected poison, a seed of darkness into her and if this is done, we are in the destroyed world. She was able to make contact with the living self then.

Ahh, it's complicated. My other aliases are dead. What a waste!

How happy we were but bitter...

And then this violent past...monstrous...

We might as well make a new start.

I think that for Marc and the others we should be able to talk to each other and know where our dragon children are. And first of all to find the dragon and simply a dragon!

Author's note: History of the dragon Dantinne (Cruel Red Dragons)

We wandered like this for days through the jungle...

We walked in the desert, in the moors, forests and mountains.

The world was beautiful, superb, rich and fat. The water was clear, pure, the sky clear and the weather mild.

We could hear the singing of birds. We watched the sunrise and sunset day after day. At night we saw the moon, broken, a big piece was missing but in the darkness of the craters we sometimes saw a weak and flickering light.

At night we saw the moon, broken, a big piece was missing but in the darkness of the craters we sometimes saw a weak and flickering light [https://img.wattpad.com/852982abebc0e2330d6f60f21d52a2fa47f7c92f/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f78632d6a42614579326c645651413d3d2d3936363934313638382e313633646633323761333132323463663134393438383231303739372e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

But now that I was watching, there must have been a cataclysm.

A nuclear war? No, the moon wouldn't be so bad... It must have been or sacrificed to save our world but all this destruction, millions of craters... It must have been hell!

We have to find that dragon. It lived in the destroyed world, so after the cataclysm and I think we're there...

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What can we do? There is strictly NOTHING to do!!!!

So I started to sing while wandering.

Then Orichalcum began to sing too, followed by KArrrine, by kraa but Marc, him, cried all the time... his head leaned, pale against Kraa, who also cried, supported by KArrine.

We were a sad dragon.

We were mapping our world and wandering.

I remember a bunker, yes, a Dharma corporation bunker. The End of the World Bunker. Yes, the tropics, the sea and a volcanic eruption. But the world is so vast

Let us go towards the south, but we are going to fall suddenly on the human cities and kingdoms... Maybe they also know something?

Meanwhile, in the dwarf kingdom of the black (rocky) mountains

2 dwarves came to the end of their breath and passed the stone porch.

they passed through a series of gates and passages and fortified areas [https://img.wattpad.com/394d76976d3059bc9a5d7bbc3a0a6fa74cb5499d/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f457858784462634a4463587136413d3d2d3936363934313638382e313633646633346631346565663963323736383731333738333538382e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

they passed through a series of gates and passages and fortified areas.

Then they arrived at a simulated guild location and told what they had seen:

"The mountain has awakened! The prophecy is on its way. We have seen it! It was not yet fully awakened and that is why we are still alive!

5 heads! A gigantic dragon with 5 heads It comes back to devour the world and cause another cataclysm.

A monk was there, surrounded by 5 men in armor, all under hood.

He handed the two dwarves a scroll and ordered them to draw what they had seen and where and when.

He handed the two dwarves a scroll and ordered them to draw what they had seen and where and when [https://img.wattpad.com/7c1513be2d232db966ed227735985948c94f1eda/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f4e5f3168673258783734415159673d3d2d3936363934313638382e313633646633356237343330616237623531323930373930363534312e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

But the colors did not match, only the white head matched.

The monk questioned the dwarf: One white head ok, one black ok, one golden and two red, no green or blue?

Dwarf: "No, I swear, inquisitor! no blue or green. The 2 red ones looked very similar and it was the white one the main one not the red one."

Torquemada thought: "The white head would have survived, the black and the red, but it is the red that dominates, it is insane. White would have, yes it must be!

The 4 dragon lords would have been with Tiamat, the white one, the last head!

According to the old texts, there would be Mark, the black devourer, the emperor or king Ghidora, his wife, Kraa, the queen and mother of the dragons, Oriharukon, the king of the golden fleece, nicknamed Midas the lucky one and KArrrine, the queen of the seas, the North Atlantic pillar, guardian and heiress of the trident of Poseidon.

If they have merged with Tiamat, they are even more powerful."

The monk wrote 5 scrolls and ordered his knights to go and give the missive to the cathedral of the new Rome in Cheyenne mountain city, center and last refuge of humanity before the Great Cataclysm.

The cathedral was built at the foot of the mountain and a whole city had emerged from the mountain after the cataclysm.

The torrents of fire and stone had turned everything upside down and swept away civilization, but men found refuge in faith and once again humanity survived the flood of fire after the flood of ice 14000 years before. 24,000 years now.

History and science had been lost and are held by beings deformed by radiation but unable to communicate their knowledge, azura dwarves, beings who hate humans, because their ancestors had escaped from laboratory tubes. They compensate for their weakness with their science of robotics but rather with the magic of golems. Theories, books, computers and the internet. Everything has disappeared or rusted out and has not withstood the ravages of time. The craziest thing is that with the internet, everything had been digitized and everything had been flashed by the magnetism of the cataclysm and everything was erased from all media.

The hard disks rotted, the silicon deformed and the data was blurred and the plastics oxidized and all human knowledge was lost. All that remains are stone engravings and a few books in solidified oil. The chemical inks of the time were not made to last and the pigments are gone and paper too has suffered the corrosion of time. Everything has transmuted. The structures collapsed and the concrete turned into sand, itself swept away by the wind or scattered by torrential rains.

Only a few ruins and stone traces survived, mystical witnesses of another age.