The rewrite for this story is finally here folks, hold onto your hats! Lest the storm take it. For reference, This Chapter is narrated by Stormbringer, The Storm's Fury, Stormbringer is the narrator for this entire story! But for most of the chapters, the POV(Which stands for Point Of View for those who don't know) will be from Eldingar Stormur, an Elder Lightning Wyvern.
If you want to know what Eldingar Stormur and Stormbringer look like, read this on Archive of Our Own.
Anyways, enjoy!
In the ever expanding reaches of space, while the world was still in its primordial phase, just a mass of magma and rock, before even I and my brothers were created, two dragons clashed.
One was of a darkness so deep, that it's form simply seeed to be an absence of light. It's name was Nightwalker.
The other shone with the light of the sun. It's name was Odin.
In the heat of battle, the two dragons failed to realise that they were tearing the fabric of reality apart.
One final time, the two dragons gathered their might, and they clashed once again with a massive ripple that stretched throughout the universe, nearly destroying Earth, and destroying other planets, realising in horror what they had done, the two dragons ceased their battle, but the damage had already been done, and in that one moment many things happened.
The nine realms were birthed, and along with them the elemental planes.
Time Split, and the first alternate timelines were created.
I and my kin exist in both timelines, yet there is still only one of each of us, we, the 7 forgotten kings, are a universal constant. No matter how time changes, or reality changes, we will remain the same.
The timeline this story takes place in is the one where the world developed differently, the first landmass took on a different shape, and when it eventually split, the new landmasses were larger in number, and different life forms were birthed.
But these new creatures, eventually called monsters, wyverns, and dragons, would not come till many, many centuries later.
The planet, in our original timeline, responded to its near destruction by cultivating the first life forms, and leaving its original state of a mass of rock and magma. Those life forms were me, Stormbringer, and mine brothers, Sürtr, Niflheim, Jörmungandr, and Jötunheim.
We were not aware of the second timeline's existence until Nightwalker told us of it.
Naturally, we were curious, we watched this other version of Earth as life developed.
Of course we didn't just stay completely idle, whe played a hand in the development of life on both Earths.
Jörmungandr helped develop life in the sea, I helped develop life in the air, Jötenheim helped with those that lived under the ground, or in the mountains, Niflheim helped those that braved the freezing cold, Sürtr didn't actually help till much later, after the rest of us had died to save our Earth, and Sürtr was banished to the core of the Earth by Jötunheim.
With nothing better to do, we returned to our observation of the other timeline, oh, and I created Eldingar Stormur and later on, I would create the first Amatsumagatsuchi, Vindstormur.
Eventually we grew bored, and we started creating wyverns and dragons, as well as other creatures.
These new creatures quickly wiped out the planet's previous dominant species, the dinosaurs.
All 7 of us created all sorts of wyverns and dragons, the Alatreon was our attempt at a being that could control more than one or two elements at once.
Eventually along came you humans, tiny, insignificant creatures with no natural defenses, and only your intelligence and sheer tenacity and numbers kept you alive.
You shouldn't have survived, it's a miracle that you did.
But then you started using your opposable thumbs to create things, like houses.
And when you created things to destroy, weapons, and you began fighting the monsters that preyed on you, we were astonished, who would have thought that you, tiny, weaponless creatures, with only your wit and numbers, began to fight back!
And then, you started to fight each other!
We all thought you were mad!(we still do)
But in time we realised that it wasn't always needless fighting for no reason, sometimes it was justified, sometimes it was for the sake of others, but still many times it was because of your pride, fear, anger or just sheer stupidity and bloodlust!
Despite your ceaseless fighting, you continued to advance, you created more powerful weapons, and towering skyscrapers and endless cities, and you drove dragons and wyverns alike to near extinction.
But then you started playing god, you tried to create dragons, you had gone too far.
Sürtr created Fatalis, and it laid waste to your cities, and crumpled nearly everything you once had to dust.
The only remainders went to spark the creation of bowguns, switch axes, charge blades, wyvern ignition, and the gunlance.
Your "Golden Age" was over, and the only things left to remind you of it were some of your weapons and moss covered ruins, and wyverns and dragons started to return to their previous numbers. but despite it all, humanity survived, you changed the way you lived, scraping by with what you had, your general behavior changed drastically, you still hunted monsters yes, but far less than before, and you kept the ecosystem in mind as much as possible, now the only reason you hunt is to protect, and to survive.
Who would have thought that all it took was losing everything to make you humble?
Of course some still hunt for profit, but it is nowhere near as bad as it was before, who knows, maybe by the time you reach the Golden Age again, you will keep in mind the mistakes of the past?
Now it's the present, you found one of the other continents, and you outright saved it!
But now the next crisis has made its appearance, and this time humanity are not the ones who can save the world, not alone anyways.
For some reason male monsters are growing fewer and fewer, despite the guilds best efforts, the difference between a male wyvern, and a female isn't always easy to spot.
With males growing fewer, the females are getting desperate, it's gotten to the point that only female hunters, and the best male hunters are allowed to hunt, for the female monsters have started taking male humans in replacement.
Me and the other forgotten kings suspect foul play on the part of seiðandi drottningin, but it will take time before we can fix the problem, and time is what the world doesn't have, so I must hope that my creations can carry the mantle that me and mine kin have worn the moment we were created...
I somehow managed to make this entire chapter in one day! Wow!
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