“Because Tolf, this world has grown stagnant. The mortal races do nothing but bicker and scheme for new ways to kill each other.
They need a wake-up call. They need something to unify them. All were Fae at the beginning. All were one people. Then they got petty; they began to long for separation. Which led to them splitting up into the different races they have become.
It’s been this way for millennia on end. Them fighting and chasing after power. It’s time it stopped. They needed something to make them work together. Something to make them remember how it was in the beginning.
By allowing the mage Zannith to acquire the journal that told him of the Heart. And then helping the HoloFae to reach it. I gave them that.
The heart wasn’t just an artifact of power. It was the embodiment of the treaty between mortals and the SkyFae. With the death of the last Golden dragon, and the heart being taken from him.
The lord of the SkyFae will seek to make sure it is never used to control his kind again. He will move to make sure the mortals remember their place in the world is beneath him.
“Mistress, the heart has been destroyed. This cannot be undone. So many will lose their lives now in some senseless war that did not need to happen!”
Lunarie began to laugh hysterically,
“Didn’t need to happen? You fool! Of course, it needed to happen. Too long, my kind has locked their selves away in the deadlands beyond the Voidspine.
No more! Now we will take our place as the rightful rulers of this world. As the rightful owners! For who else but a SkyFae can say they are bound to Earthera until times end.”
Mistress, you aren’t making sense.” Tolf pleaded as he listened in terror.
That’s when he saw it, the ripple that ran over Lunarie’s body. Her skin beginning to peel away and reveal the scales that lay underneath.
Her thin frame becoming unable to contain the monstrous size of her true self. With the final kick of one massive foot, the skin of what should have been Lunarie Stargazer. Now fell to the side like an empty water bag.
“By the one god, you’re a SkyFae!” Tolf shouted as he stared up at the massive red dragon before him.
“Did you think you puny mortals were the only ones with magic LunaFae? We have forgotten more about magic than your kind will ever learn.
Now go! Run back to your cities and tell them we are coming! Tell them the SkyFae will no longer be bound to their treaty. We will take back what is rightfully ours.
The time of the cleansing is approaching mortal. Tell all you see!” With one thrust of her giant wings, the red dragon rose into the night's sky.
As Tolf fled back to the portal, he stopped at its edge to look back. What he saw now turned the blood cold in his veins. Far to the north, from somewhere on the other side of the Voidspine mountains.
The entire sky was ablaze with the light of dragons fire. It flowed in streams into the night sky, beside pillars of ice and geysers of poison gas.
Tolf realized in horror that what seemed like a thousand SkyFae, were now unleashing their deadly breaths into the atmosphere all at the same time.
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Half-Breed The Last Dhampyr
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