This story is discontinued. If you really want to know more, I left a note in the last 'chapter'...
To tell this story in an understandable way, I'll have to tell it in many scattered parts.
I must tell snippets of many different characters' stories - most of which will cross between dimensions.
On top of that, many of the stories will even be told before Aurora even hatched.
So - and you have to promise me – no matter how weird it gets, you won't give up on your brain understanding this and just stop reading.
You have been warned.
Two dragons battle,
Yin and yang
Icicles rattle,
Cling and clang
Two dragons battled,
Yet two remain
Two dragons battled
Lightning and flame
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A deity was watching.
He was watching an event that would change millions of universes, even destroy some. But the white god only watched. Not because he didn't care, or even because the two worlds in the center of the mess were evil or filled with darkness, no, but because he could do nothing but watch. Watch as the beings he created to represent yin and yang fought. He had made them well, one to balance the other, but they were never intended to meet. Like you weren't supposed to meet your reflection. And being each other's opposite, none of their attacks ever hit the other one. They went on and on, blocking, countering, counter-countering, and blocking again.
And as they canceled each other's elements, ice grew across their scales and feathers. The dark conflicting with the light and eating away at their power as a whole, leaving bitter frost in its place. And the watching god could do nothing. Even when they finished - all that would be left would be the lack of light or dark.
"Our worlds will collide…" the dragon at his side reminded. He knew she was dealing with things just as bad in their joined struggle to hold together the worlds they had created .
"I am aware." He snarled - more at the dueling creatures depicted on the strange tablet than the dragon goddess.
The deer-like deity cut power to the strange pinkish slab, the icy warriors disappearing with the light that the tablet produced
"But how are we to avert such a catastrophe? It is mapped out in the stars-"
She silenced him with a sweep of her vast wings
"…However, I believe we can simply let them merge, it would let them continue on their destined paths without the crushing of dimensions…"
"Neither of our original creations would exist a century or so later - not even Lightfinder or the time and spa-"
"Dearest, I never thought you would be one to be concerned with purity! Besides, you know I have a plan, even if you won't admit it."
The stag was silent for a moment. He almost blushed, but stopped himself at the last moment.
"I…um…how...err…what is this plan of yours?"
She answered by simply extending her wing and letting the starry patterns swirl into a pool of blues and whites. Then it spun again, and settled into a picture of an egg - a cross between an IceWing and a HalloWing, as it seemed.
The roar they heard then was one that caught on crystals of ice and was reflected back even louder. Though it lacked strength, so both deitys knew that it came from the demi-gods of yin and yang.
And with their roar, egg turned black.
