Disclaimer: This fic will have multiple pairings spring up as it goes on. Some to expect for starters are: Guy x Luke, Anise x Ion, Peony x Jade
YAOI WARNING!
There will be scenes of yaoi or guy x guy pairings. If this isn't your thing, you have been warned and anythign you read beyond this point is your own responsibility. If you're not comfortable reading yaoi then I suggest you stop before you start. I don't want to hear any negative comments against this genre since this warning has been posted!
Comments are appreciated and help motivate me to write more. ^^ 3
Dragon Legacy
It is a bad omen for a sparrow to sing its shrill and deathly song after the sun has sunken beneath the horizon. So on the eve of the new summer solstice when a sparrow perched itself upon the windowsill of the king of Kimlasca's bedroom, nothing but worry set in the poor man's heart before he hastily slammed his window shut on it. The black bird fluttered into the air a moment before soaring its way over the sleeping capital, moonlight glinting on is velvety, black wings. As it opened its tiny black beak, it began a song that was sad and overcome with distress.
It sang the fate of a nation and a war that had yet to come.
It sang of foreboding and loneliness, of royalty cast down, and blood spilled.
It sang of a prophecy that had already begun.
The sparrow sings:
In AD 1000, the one who inherits the power of the Mystic, will be born in the Kingdom of Kimlasca.
He will be a boy of red hair, born into the royal family.
He will be called the Light of the Sacred Flame in the tongue of the scholars and he will lead Kimlasca-Lanvaldear to a new era of prosperity.
In AD 1002 destruction will fly in on black wings and obliterate a great island.
It will be a land called Hod.
AD 1018. The scion, who inherits the power of the Mystic will lead his people to the mining city.
There his power will be turned to calamity and he will become a weapon of Kimlasca against the dragons.
After that, until one cycle of the seasons has passed, Kimlasca and Malkuth will engage in war, vying for the protection and destruction of the great beasts.
Before long the war will bring about the destruction of Aldraunt.
Kimlasca Lanvaldear's borders will move northward into the Rugnica Plain, their army trampling the nearby towns moving towards the Imperial Capital in order to vanquish the dragons.
It will require a half month's time, before the Kimlascan Army stains the great land with the last crowned dragon's blood.
The cry of victory will be heard throughout the land.
AD 1020. A mountain of bodies and carnage of the fallen race will be piled up around the Imperial Capital, covering the city with a putrid stench and plague.
The disease will kill all that it touches.
This is the true end of the Malkuth Empire.
For decades thereafter Kimlasca will be bathed in glory, as Malkuth's plague gains momentum, until it is brought into the country by a single man...