The Last Hero
"There com-." That was the last I heard from the scout. My name is Ciryn I am the leader of a losing army from a plot I created and a war I started. If you know whats good for you don't feel sorry for me I am indeed very evil. I am the first silver dragon and the last dark dragon as well. I started this war to take over the other five realms, the owls, the polar bears, the jaguars, the wolves, and of course the dragons the vile beings who banished me from their lands. The good dragons, the banes of my existence, the reason I sought to kill.
I started out well enough. I was being taught by elder dragons, element masters, even the bookkeeper the wisdom dragon sees all knows all, you know fancy words for very old very smart dragon. Anyways they all shared secrets with me and as I learned more I harnessed more power and soon I was more powerful than any dragon to ever walk all the lands. Even the masters and the bookkeeper, they continued to order me around and tell me how to live, eventually I started to wonder why I had to take orders from lesser beings, so I rebelled. I didn't ever want anyone to be hurt, I didn't ever think about war breaking out, I just wanted to be in charge. And well life just doesn't work that way.
Well I was young and reckless not caring about the rules, and really I didn't care if anyone got hurt or who I hurt. So once I began to pose a threat to the dragon empire the masters, and the elders and even the bookkeeper came with them , the 4 elements joined together as one and they became quite a match, fire, lightning, water, and sky and I was not able to defeat them, though I held reign over all of those elements. They sentenced me to an exile and in my fury I morphed from a silver dragon to a dark dragon, my new powers were scare, darkness, storm, and ice. I wanted revenge so I looked for other dragons who held grudges against the good dragons. I put together an army of dragons and well any creature that hated them. Next I went to Circe, the jaguar queen she agreed to be my ally. Be sure to ask her for her story for hers is much worse than mine. Our armies joined forces and together for a while at least we were winning, then Circe was killed by a good dragon warrior and I lost the respect and loyalty of the jaguar army. They joined the good dragons. The good dragons allied themselves with the other four realms and became unstoppable. My last few warriors are cowering in fear, can't say I blame them for even I am cowering in fear. Pay tell to my story and remember don't feel sorry for me , I really don't deserve it. Listen to your elders or you too will end up like Ciryn the first silver dragon adn the last dark dragon, the last hero to the dark forces, the last hero.