A small tale, a story that those who know it, know it well. A family built on the ashes of dragons, the shining beacon of the powerless, the greatest heroes of their generations, the future of all daemons, and a bet between all they called celestial. Our story begins on an Island nation, the birthplace of the world's largest empire, and the death of a creator. Not much was known of that time but the birth of a legacy that remains strong today with the uncountable branches of a single strong tree. This tree was the first of its kind and history's strongest. Exploring its roots will lead to the beginning of the end, to one Uther Pendragon, the first king of Britannia as well as the first man to draw dragon's blood on its shores. The man is celebrated as a hero of the ages, but those who knew called him friend, and to himself undeserving.
So with him, we begin an age of peace through his blood and with him that his kin are known through the world. The day this prince met the first emperor of red was where this story begins. The prince was called to battle as a knight, the strongest of his kind, in this battle he found a relic of the past and a sword that was meant to be his. On that day he met the red emperor she who swung the sword that became his kin's very pillar of strength, and with the help of the red emperor slayed the first of many dragons, the dragon whom he gained his title.
The battle was fierce and the dragon unimaginably powerful however the young prince was not able to beat it at first, the being took every opportunity to escape the reach of death as much as possible. Though he was unable to finish his foe now the emperor had a plan, in a several-year journey across the old world they searched for allies, like-minded individuals who had similar strengths. These persons became the first of their kind and in many ways the first of the infamous heroes.
When the journey came to its end with the petitioned twelve souls of the round. In this the prince challenged his foe again, besting the dragon and in time challenging others of its make until the time came when his name was made in blood and both worlds old and new knew of the round's exploits and he became king at his sister's side. As for the emperor of red, she stood with him for a time but that wasn't permanent. The woman had a purpose of her own to fulfill and in time left to pursue her goals.
