Introduction: How It All Began
#1 of Dawn of the New Era
That is just the beginning for many things. The beginning of the Dark Master, and the begining for the adventure of Malefor and all the others.
Introduction: How It all Began
Ten Generations Ago...
A young dragon was walking away from the great dragon city of Warfang, but this dragon was different from any other dragon ever seen, starting with his color. His scales were of a dark purple, going more to red near his paws, with cream scales for his underbelly, and his eyes were of a royal purple. He had a square muzzle and had three horns coming out of his head, one from each side and one from the top. He was now fifteen years old, and looked on top of his physical form.
But what was more unusual about this dragon is that he has the ability to dominate every element. At young age he already mastered fire. What wasn't expected was when, a few years ago, he was training on controlling his fire breath and, suddenly, he exhaled ice. The guardians took this as a signal that this dragon would be destined to do great things, that he was special. But the other dragons thought that this was a bad sign, that this strange purple dragon was a monster that would bring nothing but pain and disgrace.
He already was beeing looked at differently because of his color, but when they discovered that he could control more than one element, they stared at him like he was a freak. During the following years he mastered control over other the elements, electricity, earth, wind, and even over an unknown element consisting of a strange purple energy that the others called convexity. He even discovered he had control over the influx of time.
The more he discovered his gifts, the more he was then called monster, freak, and abomination. Everyone seemed to be either jealous of his abilities or afraid of him. He was always treated like a monster, though he was the son of the leader of the guardians. Almost every day he got bullied by the other students, being the target of pranks and insults, and if he ever tried to defend himself, the others would say that he has started the fight, and this way he couldn't defend himself, leaving his assailants to do whatever they wanted.
He could at least count on the relief of his parents. Well, at least his mother, since his father, as the head guardians, would not show much of his affection in public to not degrade his reputation. And he could rely on her: Marah, the most beautiful dragoness he ever laid his eyes on. She was almost too beautiful to describe her. Not only that, she was the only dragon, besides his parents, that didn't see him as a monster, that treated him like an equal, that was always nice to him, and for all that she did for him, he came to have her as friend and, later, to love her.
In this particular day, he was going to tell her what he really felt about her. He searched for her and eventually found her. But when he found her, she in a love embrace with another. He instantly thought of speaking, but after second guessing he simply left without them noticing he was ever there. And that was why he was walking away from the city, with his head down in sadness.
But he should have known that she would become this close to another. He was too different from other dragons, a freak. How could someone as beautiful and popular as her possibly become interested by someone like him?
He walked to the interior of the forest. The adults always said to keep your distance from the forest because of its dangers, which included apes. But this young dragon had already been in the forest before, and already knew how to defend himself. He had nothing to worry about. Or so he thought.
He walked through the forest 'til he reached a small clearing with a lake in the middle. He discovered this place a few years ago, and it made him feel better for some reason, so he came here when he felt sad or stressed. This place always calmed his nerves down. He walked to the lake and take a few gulps of the pure crystalline water, when he finished he looked to his reflection. He stared at this for a few moments them he hit the water with his paw. He then lay down on his back, staring at the dark night sky.
He stared to the sky for several minutes, looking in particular for a star that distinguished itself for being purple, just like him. His parents told him that this strange-looking star had appeared the day he was born, and that it was a sign that he was destined to great things, that he was something really great. He stared at the star that was purple just like him and that was completelly surrounded by other, normal stars.
"At least the others don't avoid you". He said sadly to the star in the sky. Then he heard a voice talking, a cold, scary voice that could make blood freeze inside the veins and that said.
"It's sad that only the star doesn't receive bad treatment". The young dragon got startled by the voice and immediately got up, looking for the sides searching for the source of the voice and ready for any attack.
"Who's in there? Show yourself." The young dragon demanded for an answer. What come out of the shadows was a bigger, much older black dragon with red markings in his body and two red goat-like horns coming out of his head, in his face a strange evil smile. "The name's Balthazar, little one, and don't be afraid, because I'm not here to hurt you, in fact, I came to help you."
The young dragon got confused by this statement. "Help me?"
"Yes young one. Help you with the sad, difficult life you've got in that nasty city. I really don't like the way the other dragons treat you." Said the dragon named Balthazar, like someone how was trying to encourage a weakling to stand up from bullies.
The young dragon looked at him with mistrust and a bit of fear. There was something in this dragon that gave him chills. He them said, "Well, thank for your concern, but I think I'm doing very well by myself, and I gotta go now, my parents are probably worried" and with that he started to leave, wanting to go as far as possible from the dark dragon.
"Very well then" said Balthazar "Do as you like. I just thought you would like that the others respected you, that your father would be proud of you, or even for that the kind dragoness be interested for you".
At this point the young dragon turned around to face the black dragon once more. This dragon was really just offering everything he always wanted in his life?
"You can really do this?"
"Oh yes my dear, in fact I can make this and much more for you if you like. I can give you power, power to make all things in your life be good, more power than many other dragons ever dreamed of have. Power to achieve your most prized goals... if you accept, of course".
The young dragon went to thinking again. In one paw the dragon was a complete stranger and there was still something about him that seemed really wrong. But in another, he could become a powerful dragon, everyone would respect, his father would be proud of him, and the dragoness he loved could finally fall in love with him, the most powerful of the dragons, a dragon that any dragoness in the world would want.
"So, what do you say? Do you want the power to make everything you dream of come true?" asked Balthazar.
The young dragon got to thinking for a few moments and hesitantly said, "Y-yes. I want it. I accept".
The older dragon opened a scary dark smile. "Good, now what's your name young one?"
The younger dragon stood and said, "My name is Malefor. The first purple dragon"
"First? Don't be so sure."
The young dragon called Malefor got confused by this statement. He was going to ask the black dragon if he knew something about purple dragons and if there were more, but he didn't have time because the marks on the body of this dragon started to glow as he started to intone some strange things that seemed more like spells than words. A cloud of dark smoke formed around him and started to advance over Malefor, how backed away in fear and regretting his decision.
"I-I-I changed my mind." he tried to protest, but the black dragon only chuckled and said, "Sorry kid, but now is too late." And with that the dark smoke advanced against the young dragon, entering in his body through his nose, mouth and eyes.
The young dragon then started to squirm as his body started to grow and his mind and heart were fill with hate and darkness. He was then assaltued by dark memories of the hate and grief for the ones in Warfang.
When it stopped he had now the size of an adult and he had an evil aura like the one of Balthazar. He opened his eyes whose were now yellow and with vertical slits for his pupils and then said with a new, dark voice "I'll make then pay. I will make then all pay for my suffering." Balthazar looked and could only chuckle over his work. The Dark Master was born.
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