In a large room, a mother was bedding her four-year-old son.
“Mother, can you tell me that story again?”
“Which one?”
“The one about the seven apostles, their respective stories, I liked it, everything about how they became what they became, how they made humanity the way it is.”
“... But I just told you that one yesterday.”
“I still want to hear it again.”
“It can’t be helped then, but I won’t tell you a story about the Seven but rather a story that is taught to everyone in my family side, a story about the creatures that existed way before the apostle.”
“Before the apostle?”
“Yes, because there was already a world before the apostle, way before their era. Humanity was a prosperous race. We were the dominant species of the world. At that time we didn’t need a barrier like the one you can see outside the Rosetta Manor.”
“We didn’t? Then how did we protect ourselveshs from monsters?”
“At the time we didn’t have to protect ourselves from monsters, for we were under the governance of the greatest strongest creature of the world, a dragon, one of the first dragons, the first, the most powerful, and oldest creature of this world.”
“A dragon? We were protected by a monster?”
“Yes, we were protected by a monster.”
“Then why did it come that to the world became the way it is?
“I’m coming to it. We were prosperous, but it all changed for one reason, one creature, one that is two: A human-loathing two-headed black and red dragon.
“A human-loathing two-headed black and red dragon?”
“Yes, it was a dragon with two heads, it was born along with the dragon that protected us but contrary to it, the two-headed dragon loathed humanity to extinction…”
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“And?”
“They challenged the dragon protecting us to death in a battle that shaped the world as it is the way it is now. In the end, it was two-headed one that emerged victorious from the battle, while the other was slain. The two-headed one immediately engaged itself in a wiping through and through humanity. Billions were killed, leaving the human species at the brink of extinction;”
“And? ”
“At that moment, where humanity was at the brink of extinction, something miraculous came to be. That thing is known as magic. The first ones to be given magic weren’t the apostles, but rather the dragon. ”
“What?”
“Emerging out of nowhere, eight dragons came to be, they wielded each one of the eight primordial elements thanks to their magic.”
“With their strength, they challenged the two-headed-dragon. And though with great difficulty, they won. With their joint effort, they slew the monstrous and abhorring two-headed dragon. After the fight, humanity was freed from the two-headed-demon tyranny but there was almost nothing left of humanity’s previous glory except ashes, ramble, and incandescing ground.”
“And?” The child asks frightened by the story.
“And legend has it that if one child were not to sleep in fifteen minutes the horrible dragon will come back to life.” The woman said tickling the child;
“Mother!” The child shouted in between hysterical laughter.
After calming himself down, “So it was a joke?” he said half-relieved, half-disappointed.
“No, the two-headed-dragon really did exist, only us from the seven great Noble Family and the top-placed of the church are still remembering of their existence.”
“So they really exist, the whole story? Is it real?”
“Yes, it is all real, the Iharana great forest you saw from here is where their battle took place, it is said that a giant bottomless ravine can be found in the forest, that giant ravine is said to be born from a mere breath of their mouth. It is even rumored that in the innermost of the Iharana Great Forest, one of the eight dragons that slew the two-headed-one, is guarding the Iharana forest is laying in wait, guarding the forest that is the tomb of the two greatest and strongest creatures in the world has ever known.”
“It’s kind of frightening, “ the boy said, fear painted all over his face.
After all, he was for the time being having a vacation in the Rosetta manor, a place which was right next to the famous forest.
“Which is we as humanity, we as a noble, we as members of the seven great families we must never put a foot beyond the Ivohy. This place is not a place for humanity to be?”
“Listen well Armand, humanity is weak, which is why as what we are must do our utmost to protect humanity from seeing something like what happened with the two-headed-dragon happen ever again.”
“Yes, mother.”
“Very well. Now it’s time to sleep. Good night Armand.”
“Good night, mother.”
Armand Aubrecht was only a child at the time, and that story was frightening enough to him, but he could never have imagined that story he was so afraid of as a child would come to be, that that story, which was history, would repeat itself, and that he would be nothing more than a weak and helpless onlooker of the very scene he was so afraid of.