DISCLAIMER: I definitely do not owe D. Gray Man! Please enjoy this epilogue :)


Welcome one, welcome all. Welcome to the enchanted Kingdom of Black Order!

There, in that same great kingdom dwelled a noble King, old of age. With him stood a wise and solemn Mage. The kingdom strived fruitfully, their people raving with joy and happiness as the sun rises and sets daily. There was peace and hope for everyone who lived there, supported by the strong and mesmerizing magic that surrounded the land protectively. Yes, magic was alive, and was thriving expertly.

Young greenhorns were taught in classrooms about the nature of the outside world; where unicorns stood grazing in the lush fields of green, when does the chimeras' eggs hatch to become fully-fledged carnivores, how spiritual faeries can be at the crack of dawn or how intellectual can a wise old centaur be. But the one grand subject that puts everyone into the atmosphere of wonder and awe was the very king of all these mythical beings: Dragons. These mighty creatures have lived up to its mighty name 'The Kings of Kings', talented with both physical and mental personalities. There would surely be a poem, or a simple song, or even a beautiful painting, for these legendary creatures of both sky and land. Out of all these fairy-tale beings, the dragons were the most respected, but also feared. They keep peace among other magical animals such as themselves, and the circle of life was kept in balance in return.

But the hearts of men cannot be contended on mere satisfaction alone, the deep black hole in their hearts too impossible to fill with just happiness. Their dark greed and lust for power urged them to insanity as they continued to harbor their selfish intentions. They began to do unthinkable things to the beings, driving them to the pits of hell and torture. Their cries were left unheard, their pain and suffering fell to deaf ears as the humans of Black Order Kingdom continued their merciless onslaught upon their defenseless selves. They cannot dare defend themselves against the strong and dark magic that was thrown on them by these humans, for they stood on the most important rule in the magical kingdom: All but the Kings of kings shalt not come to carry harm the humans. And soon, these mythical and legendary beings were all but hurled into the shadows, and became just that; Mythical beings.

The dragons were unaware of the heavy situation, unable to hear the outrage that was their people. They were kept in the dark as well, for the Black Order people had placed magic that had blinded their line of sights and clear of minds. But at the full moon of midnight, a loud cry rang through the land. The spell that had the dragons in invisible chains was broken and shattered as they heard the painful and God-awful of one of their own. They know not what had happen, but there was no replacing the fact that there was now an empty place in their animalistic hearts. A King of Kings had fallen. No, even worse, the King of Kings had been overwhelmed.

A blood price is paid in blood in return. The cries of their people were not turned off by the ones who took the throne of these beings. The mighty dragons start their retaliation among the poor unsuspecting people of Black Order Kingdom, killing off many of these souls. The mighty roars of the Kings of Kings bellowed through the sky, shouting for revenge on those who had laid their murderous hands on their one of their own. Everyone was in despair. Some had repented for their misdeeds, some had tried to escape, but all had faced the same fate; death.

The noble king was not in despair, putting faith in his soldier and his wise Mage. Coupled together with the young men who had wanted to stake their claim on the honour of killing a dragon, the people started to fight back against the enraged dragons. The battle was hard and long, both sides having to deal with so much loss in their arsenals. But soon, the dragons were also driven to almost nothingness, near to extinction. The people were crying out for salvation, and the king was more than glad to serve his duty as king of Black Order kingdom. The dragons were dying, and only but a handful still kept their futile attacks on the kingdom that was beginning to strive once more.

Soon, the kingdom of Black Order grew once more. The Black Order Kingdom prospered with glory, the permanent settlement was standing strong and although the dragons still were causing problems, the kingdom held their ground. Out of the ashes came a bright light that had enlightened the gracious people. A new-born prince was born, and he grew to be a strong-willed man of 19 in years. His strength and intelligence was second to none. He was raised specifically to kill dragons; a dragon-killer, whispered the people of Black Order. Prince Lavi was the symbol of Black Order's unbroken spirit. Unbroken, yet...


Greetings, my name is Kid Darkness! I don't know whether this story's really worth going, just a random idea that knocked on the door of my unimaginative mind. XD If you want me to continue (if you think it's worth it, I wonder), please review! I wish you a good day now =D