Long ago in the ancient times, a dragon was born from the power of El that protected and guarded the El-Lords Rosso and Salvatore, whom both had affinity with fire magic respectively. The dragon was known as the Guardian of Fire Magic itself, and prospered above all other guardian beasts.

Time passes and the dragon has fell below along with the El-Lords themselves and time perserved him, Perkisas, the dragon of Greed, in a slumber in the ancient castles of Ellian.

Time ago adventurers would seek out Perkisas for his power...but none have ever managed to pass his trials..and all have been met with one consequence for their failure too: Death.

"Now if I'm following the directions right..it should be...here."Elsword places his finger on the spot of the map labeled with an "X" before looking up and seeing a castle which has surely taken a beating, mostly from time itself. Elsword stares around the ruined castle, before unsheathing his great-sword and slicing the front gate down, kicking it so the bolts break any hold left. The courtyard was empty, everything was in tatters and nothing remained.

"This place has surely seen better days..."Elsword said, staring around but making sure to keep himself covered. He held his hand up, materializing a rune out of pure infusing of fire magic, allowing it to hover near him as he continue to walk towards the front door of the castle.

He raised his hand to knock, but slowly placed it back to his sides idly. He gripped the knob, slowly pulling the door open to make less sound but to no avail as it creaked with eerie distress when he pulled it open.

He was greeted with an empty room. His left and right was two great halls that seemingly led to somewhere else whilst in front of him was a grand staircase going somewhere on its own as well. It was like he was suddenly in a form of maze, and with no clue as to what direction he should venture first.

"An adventurer..has it been so long." A voice called out in the darkness of the home, suddenly the door slammed shut, torches lit up within the main room of the castle, and skeletons of what appeared to be old adventurers raised from the dead, their eyes lighting up burning embers which rested within their sockets.

"Death..." The one to his right called out to him, extending his arms in a zombie-like fashion.

"Death..." The other one ringed in a crowd of skeletons which were heading for him as well.

They all moaned with eerie monotone voices."W-who...what..."Elsword said in a panicked state of mind, Suddenly the first lunged at Elsword, he quickly used his fist and punched the skeleton in the gut, suddenly, an explosion of magic burst from his hand as the bones went flying. He swung his sword at the one to his right, kicking it to the ground and stomping on its skull as it turned to nothing more then ash as suddenly the one coming from his left grabbed him, the rune which he placed to guard him quickly cleaved he skeleton along with any of the other ones which raised from seemingly nothing..or rather, rose from the voice which called out again. The rune then dispersed into embers, which settled on the floor.

"Elsword Sieghart. Born from the noble family...brother of the Captain of the Red Knights, Elesis. Father was a proud man. You yourself are a leader of a team which have protected the world, and your acts in Elysion only enforces that even more...and yet you have no respect as you trespass into a domain not your own...you shall die here."

Suddenly the ground begin to crack with fire, as it busted from under his feet. The castle itself shook with this sudden quake of magic but managed to hold itself up despite being olden.

"Shit shit shit!" Elsword begin to panic as he was falling in what to seem to be a void that had no end. He had to think...and quick.

"Phoenix Talon!" A avatar of flame rises out of Elsword's body and crashes back into him, as an aura of flame begin to engulf him. Suddenly, they begin to form bird-like wings for him to make a safe landing. Elsword smirked, his quick thinking has managed to have a good merit.

"A nice attempt...but not enough."

Like that, the magic was sapped from him body his wings extinguished into nothing as not even ember remained. He begin to fall fast once more as suddenly a sharp pain jolt in his body, sending a shockwave of pain. Like that, Elsword was dead from what seemed to be impact, or knocked out from incomprehensible pain.

...or so he thought.

His eyes flutter opened, as he heaved himself up with his great-sword, groaning in pain."Huh...I..I'm alive."He muttered quietly. He tried to look around to get a clue of his surroundings, but the darkness seemingly engulfed everything. Any sign of direction was now lost. He was in a literal void of darkness...but his life was seemingly spared...by a still unbeknownst source to him.

He slowly lifted his free hand up whilst his other one continued to hold a tight grip on his sword. Sparks of embers suddenly protruded from his hand but his magic was sapped from him, or simply his mana to cast any was now gone.

The unknown voice has completely taken everything from him like that. His sense of direction, his sense of returning to the now Overworld, his mana, and slowly now...his courage and bravery.

"Even now...despite being noble-blood you slowly break down as all sense of hope is lost in a void of darkness. Yet you dare try to awaken me? You come on the ruins of Ellian...and yet when met with the guardian, you tremble.

How does it feel? To have nothing but a great-sword to protect you now, your affinity with fire has been sapped by me, your body is weakened..and what if I was to tell you right now...the dead is creeping towards you, ready to turn you into one of them: A lifeless husk of an adventurer that was too courage for his own good merit.

You threw everything coming here...tell me Sieghart...what do you want from me? The Incarnation of Greed, Perkisas." The voice which echoed in the void of darkness revealed himself to Elsword as the dragon which was infamously known in the olden days as a the prosperity of a great beast turned into an Incarnation of Greed embodied in a body of a great Red Dragon body. Time has forgotten him, but time can be preserved and thus he was alive till this day.

Elsword groaned in pain, but managed to part words from his mouth that after a long time of idleness, astonished the dragon himself:

"I can to embody you...Perkisas. To have your power as my own and combine your power with my already tapped in affinity with magic. I know of your tales..time has forgotten you, but not everyone has."

Everything went silent..even the sound of things skittering across seem to abruptly stop by the echoing of Elsword's brave or foolish words. Whichever worked.

Then laughter. Laughter filled the cavernous deeps as suddenly torch after torch sparked as Elsword eyes adjusted to the room he was now in. A grand room he was in, and at the end, big daggers of flame stared at him, almost piercing his very soul: Perkisas watched him with keen eyes and a look of amusement on the dragon's scarred face.

"To think I have been alive for so long...and yet such words have never been said to me. You, Elsword, has come to me...and want me to embody you? You wish for my power? You think you can handle my power?!" The dragon continued to laugh, before slowly stopping shortly after.

"Sieghart...you do not know what is to come...do you truly wish to go by your words..and allow me to embody you? To combine your might with my might?"

Elsword hesitated...his courage was slowly being sapped from him. But he bit the bullet, and nodded his head, with what little courage remained, he yelled at the top of his lungs, pulling his weight upright as he stared the dragon within the dagger of his eyes. Pointing his great-sword directly at him. His magic surged back into his body from what seemed to be from just his adrenaline of pumping himself up.

"I will be come the embodiment of the great dragon himself: Perkisas!"

Roars of laughter came from him again, as Perkisas seemed amused and riled up.

"Very well..but first. You must past my trials. Elsword Sieghart, I will now challenge you to the trials of Valor, Wisdom, and finally: Strength. You are the first to ever come to me with such a bold statement but know this:

The only act of freedom now...is passing the trials. Should you fail you'll be met with one abrupt thing:

Death."