[Celestia]
The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it. It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Mystics; immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Eartheans Lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Fírima , who above all else desire power. For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Megatron forged, in secret, a master ring to control all others. And into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One ring to rule them all.
One by one, the Free Lands of Hasbro-Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of fírima and mystics marched against the armies of Mordor. And on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Hasbro-Earth. Victory was near, but the power of the ring could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Flash Magnus, son of the king, took up his father's sword. And Megatron, enemy of the free peoples of Hasbro-Earth, was defeated. The Ring passed to Flash Magnus, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the ring of power has a will of its own. It betrayed Flash Magnus, to his death.
And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer. The ring came to the creature Twiggy, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains. And there it consumed him. The ring brought to Twiggy unnatural long life. For 500 years, it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Twiggy cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East - whispers of a nameless fear. And the Ring of Power perceived its time had now come. It abandoned Twiggy. But something happened then the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. An unnasta, Spike the Dragon of the Shire. For the time will soon come when unnasta will shape the fortunes of all...