You know about the legend, right? The legend of Spyro?

Many years ago, there was a purple dragon with extraordinary powers. He was able to wield the elements of fire, ice, lightning, earth, and several others unseen. Unfortunately, he was born at a time when the dragon race was in danger of dying. He had the power to either save the Dragon Realms... or destroy them.

But he wasn't alone. He had many allies. He brother was a dragonfly, who always watched his back. The Guardians, wise and powerful dragons, trained him to use his power for good. And most importantly of all, there was the black dragoness, Cynder. Cynder was once forced into the servitude of a great evil. But through Spyro's love and support, she cast aside her shackles and fought for good.

Spyro and Cynder defeated the great evil, and the world was reborn in the ashes of the old one. Many new dragons emerged, free to inherit the world. Elements once fought unnatural, were now the norm of these new dragons. They were Poison, Wind, Shadow and Fear; the Dark Elements. And the dragons that wielded them were named dark dragons.

It's been so many years since Spyro and Cynder reshaped the Dragon Realms. The world is such a different place now. I fear that more troubling times are ahead. The realms will need someone new to fill the mantle of hero. But no matter how worried I get, I always remember that old prayer to calm my nerves...

Look to the past, oh so far away.

Look towards the stars, for help along the way.

Let the winds guide you home, may your foes run in fear.

Let them fall away, once your home is near.