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(A/N My story is based around my two characters: Erebos (Who is the Greek god of shadow) a level 19 male dragonlord, whom I imagine as being 20, and Rosalyn, a level 5 female mage, Who I imagine as 19. As there is only one dragon (Mors, a black primal wind dragon), he goes to Erebos)
Erebos leaped in the air, a grim darkness dragon spirit jutting out in front of him. Not a moment too soon, as a huge fist smashed the shield to oblivion. Too late. Erebos roared, and activated the dragon soul move. The rock figure fell backwards, and got up, a huge smile on his face. "Well fought dragonlord. You will soon be ready to harness your next power." With that, he fell back into a slumber. Erebos staggered back across the bridge, and managed to reach the other side before he fell into an unconscious stupor, alone in territory filled with wild beasts.
Erebos came round in a warm chamber. He was in a comfortable bed in a small room, but he couldn't tell where he was, as the curtains were closed. The sound of footfall woke him. Two women entered the room. One he recognised as lady Celestia, the other he did not know. She had long brown hair, was fairly tall, about 5"8 (A/N Erebos is 6"3),was clad in a long white robe and her eyes blazed an azure blue. He was snapped to reality as lady Celestia said "Ah you're awake. How do you feel?" "I have the headache to rule them all, but the wounds from my training have gone." "Good. May I introduce you to Rosalyn. She found you under the bridge on the mountain, unconscious and severely bleeding. She brought you back here." "Thank you Rosalyn. I owe you my life" "It was nothing"
Lady Celestia left, saying she had work to do. Rosalyn and Erebos were left alone. Deciding to open the curtains, Erebos got up out of bed-And promptly collapsed. Rosalyn held him up, and said "You broke your leg somehow. Don't try to move" She gazed at him in concern, and helped him to bed. Without a sound, she opened the curtains. Dazzled by the sunlight, Erebos' damp spirits suddenly leaped
+++ A week later+++
Erebos took a step out into the open. Taking a deep breath, he realized this was the first fresh air he'd had in 8 days. Walking the perimeter of the cottage a few times, he absently wondered where Mors was. The small black dragon was probably missing him. His thoughts turned to the girl beside him.
"...So I graduated and decided to write a treatise" "Oh? What on?" "Dragons" Erebos jumped. Not many chose to study dragons for a treatise. Tended to lower your life expectancy. By roughly 5 dozen years. "You know...I have a dragon"
"!?"
