The molten tunnel got harder by the minute! But they were so close! They couldn't back down, or else the whole world would be destroyed! "YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME!" Malefor roared. "I AM ETERNAL!" He then blasted the two, but they deflected it with their own breath attacks! "Just…. Hang…. On!" The purple dragon said to the black and red one. Together, they knocked the enemy back! As Malefor got up after landing on a crystal, he noticed dragon spirits rise! "WHAT IS THIS!" He cried out. Then, the spirits surrounded him! "NOOOOOO!" He yelled as he was pulled into the crystal. Then, the green magical chain that bonded the two dragons broke! Then, the world started to pull itself apart, with its crystallin core breaking! The two dragons landed and looked at each other. "Spyro," The female said. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." "Don't be, Cynder." Spyro replied. "It's over now." The two looked around. Clearly, they wouldn't survive this. "So, this is it…." Cynder said, sadly. She waited for it all to end. Spyro, meanwhile, heard a voice. It was Ignitus! He wasn't dead after all! "Spyro," Ignitus said. "When a dragon dies, he does not truly leave this world. His spirit lives on, binding itself with nature, offering hope for the future." His eyes widened. He knew what he had to do. "I know what I need to do." He said. "Just get out of here, Cynder." "NO!" She protested. "You don't have to do anything! Let's just go!" "Where?! There'll be nothing left! The world is breaking apart!" She was silent. There was no arguing with that. "But I think I can stop it. I think I'm meant to." "Then I'm with you." As Spyro concentrated and used every piece of magic that was within him to restore the world, he swore that he heard Cynder speak one last thing before they died. "I love you…..."
"Be welcome friend." The Dragon Elder said. "I have long been expecting you. A new age is beginning. With each new age, a worthy dragon is chosen to chronicle the many triumphs and failures of the age. This has been my duty for many millennia. And now, Ignitus, I pass this honor to you." The dragon was honored. But there was something that he was deeply concerned about. "And what of Spyro?" He asked, hesitantly. "Is he…. dead?" "Hmmm, that is the question, isn't it?" The book the elder had flew off as another approached. "You see, each time a dragon dies, a new page is written within this book." He said. "I have done my best but… I could find no trace of him." And with that, he vanished, leaving Ignitus as the new Dragon Chronicler. "Well, young dragon," He asked as he read through the book. "Where might you be?"
He woke up in an unfamiliar place. He had no idea how he got there or who he-. Wait. Of course. His name was Spyro. Then, he saw a figure appear before him. "Greetings, young one." The man said. "Who might you be?" "My name is Spyro." The dragon answered. "Where am I?" "Why, this is Summer Forest." "No, I meant, WHERE am I?" "Ah, where are you, you may ask?" The man used his staff to create a portal that showed endless floating islands. "This is Skylands." He said. "The very center of the universe. Here, all things are possible, and adventure lies around every corner." Spyro was amazed. "It's beautiful." He said, awestruck. "Indeed, it is. Now, do you remember how you got here?" "No. No, I don't." "Where are you from?" "Somewhere far away. Sorry, I can't seem to remember." "Of course. But unfortunately, Skylands is also in constant danger from dark forces." "Why? What do they want with it?" "Control. From here, you can travel anywhere in the cosmos. If evil managed to gain a foothold in Skylands, no world would be safe." "You talk about evil as if it's alive." "Maybe it is. And it is my duty to stop it. However, it gets stronger as I grow older. I have protected Skylands for centuries, but now I need help. Your help. You see, Skylands is protected by the wisest and most powerful beings of all: The Portal Masters. I am one of those Portal Masters. However, there are very few of us to combat this evil. That is why I have trained great warriors to protect these lands: The Skylanders. And if you are a great hero from where you are, you may have what it takes to become a Skylander, and combat the evil that is known as The Darkness." "And what is The Darkness?" "No one knows, actually. Its origins are unknown, and all that is known of it is that it is pure evil. It is up to the Portal Master and Skylanders to repel it. Each Skylander has one of the eight Elements: Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Life, Undead, Tech, and Magic. I will take you to the Citadel to meet the Skylanders that I have trained. Come. There is a long road ahead of you." Spyro smiled. "Don't worry, Master Eon. I am ready."
It was later when Spyro came to the Citadel. On the balloon he took, he met Eon's assistant Hugo, who believed that sheep were secretly evil, and Flynn, an energetic Mabu who loved piloting (Although he was reckless at it). At the Citadel, he reunited with Cynder and met up with Cali, Flynn's crush and a tough warrior, and the rest of the Skylanders. If Spyro was correct, there were 29 of them. Word spread of his and Cynder's heroic acts, and they were made Skylanders of the Magic and Undead elements. "Dragon kid," Gill Grunt said with an energetic Trigger Happy. "Welcome to the team."