Prologue- A New Generation

Malefor: You can't defeat me, I'm eternal!

They dark lord shot out his convexity, using almost all of his power to destroy the two young hero's. But they both resisted and combined their strength's together. And just as it seems that malefor was to win, the two dragons raised their strength and pushed through the dark lord's power and shot him out of the skies and making him crash on top of what it appears to be a core size amethyst. But just as the dark lord got back up, eight dragon like spirits revealed themselves out of nowhere.

Malefor: *in fear* Wait...what is this!?

As the the spiritual beings charge at the dark master, they grabbed hold of him and dragged him into the large purple crystal while the were dumbfounded about what just happened, they defeated him, they had defeated Malefor. Spyro felt relieved and takes a knee to the ground finally able to catch his breath,but as for Cynder, she felt that this whole thing from the very beginning was her fault.

Cynder: Spyro...I'm sorry... I'm so sorry.

Spyro walks closer to hand place his on her shoulder getting her attention.

Spyro: Don't be, it's over now.

They both looked around watching as the inside body of the world was ripping itself apart wondering if this is truly the end for the world or not.

Cynder: So this is it?

Then came a warm tone voice in Spyro's thought's, which was a voice he had forgotten, Ignitus, who was both his mentor, but also was sort of like a father to him.

Ignitus: Spyro, when a dragon dies, he foes not truly leave this world, his spirit lives on, binding himself with nature offering hope for the future.

Spyro: I know what I need to do, just get out of here cynder.

Cynder: No spyro... you don't have to do anything, let's just go.

Spyro: Where cynder, there will be nothing left the world is breaking apart, but I think I can stop this. I think I was meant to.

Cynder: *Smiling* Then I'm with you.

Spyro than prepared himself to the convexity blast and heard Cynder what she said and heard.

Cynder: *Whispered* I love you.

With that being said, spyro uses all the power of his convexity. And within seconds, the world was stopped from it's destruction and was inside a world like bubble, slowly bringing itself back together again. After a while, the guardians, Sparx, Hunter, and all of Warfangs citizens came out of hiding underground, they all looked up in the skies and saw a new constellation was being made, it was a dragon. Spyro.

Mean while...

The almighty Chronicler spent all his time, seeing a new age was starting and new pages were forming, but was also trying his best hoping that both Spyro and Cynder were still alive, but then felt a familiar presence enter his room with no needs of looking over his shoulders.

Chronicler: Be welcomed friend. I have been long expecting you. A new age is beginning... With each new age, a worthy dragon is chosen to the many triumphs and failures of that age. This has been my duty for many millennium, and now, Ignitus, I pass this honor to you.

Ignitus walks over as he looks at the ancient one with anxiety and worry.

Ignitus: And...What of Spyro? Is he..

Chronicler: Hmm, that is the question, isn't it? You see, when a dragon dies, a new page is written in this book. I've done my best, but I can't seem to find any trace of Spyro.

Than the Chronicler glowed to pure white and past his duty as the chronicler to Ignitus and changing his color from red to blue with his equipment.

Ignitus: Well, young dragon... where might you be?

Let see what happens, NEXT TIME, see ya soon.