1 Prologue

(Woman's voice)

I wish to tell you a story, a story that acts as a precursor to an even greater, more inspiring story, a story about a young man and his never-ending desire to protect... This is a story about a true hero.

Many many years ago there was a great war that shook the universe itself, a war that pitted Heaven, Hell, and the fallen Angels all against each other. It was very similar to all other wars, a useless one, all that came from it was pure devastation to both the 3 different factions and to the living realm. The war itself ended in a draw as all sides lost almost everything and none of them could continue funding such a war. The Fallen Angels were sealed back into their own realm, while Heaven and Hell both went back to their own duties of keeping the balance and being the judge and jury of all souls, it seemed as if everything was finally going back to normal; however, there was one major part of this story that I didn't mention. During these times of war there lived 3 mythical creatures, beings that carried in them more raw power than any demon or angel, these beasts outmatched even the Devil and God. The trio consisted of 3 brother dragons. These brothers cared not for the war itself, but it would allow them to do the one thing they did care about... Fight!

The 3 hated each other and felt that their only reason for existing in the first place was so that they could fight one another to the death. It was because of this ridiculous bloodlust that the 3 each sided with a different faction in the war, not because they cared about the outcome, but because it was the perfect excuse for them to exercise their one goal of fighting one another. The white dragon, Ashrothe The Dragon of Knowledge, sided with the angels. The black dragon, Dakuron The Dragon of Power, sided with the Fallen Angels. Last but certainly not least there was the red dragon, Dragnar the Dragon of Bravery, who of course sided with Hell.

These 3 acted as a major trump card when it came to the war, each dragon caused immense damage to it's opposing factions, but for as much fighting as the dragons did, they never actually fought each other. They were now in sealed contracts that forced them to follow most orders given to them and they were forced to fight in battles many times but never was there a battle where all 3 dragons came together in one place, but on one fateful day, however, this did change. The war was nearing its end and none of the divine powers could hold out much longer, the 3 powers decided it was time for one more battle, the final battle that would determine which side would gain complete power over the afterlife, and in turn the living world. The Angels, demons, and Fallen Angels all gathered every remaining soldier still alive and prepared for the last, most intense battle the universe would ever see. Blood was spilled and many lives were lost, the sheer destruction was indescribable, the sky blackened with dark clouds spewing a flash of sky-cracking lightning. Only three warriors remained of course, the three battle-hungry dragons. They finally could have the battle they had killed for and it was a battle that shook the very cosmos itself. Once the dust cleared no life remained at all. The Titan's clash was enough to take every life that hadn't already been taken by the mass fighting, the only ones who remained were the rulers themselves, this being God, the Devil, and the leader of the Fallen Angels, who was sealed back in the Fallen's realm of a prison. So I bet you're wondering who came out on top, who was victorious! Well, the simple answer is none of them. All three dragons were killed by the other's power, but let me assure you that is not where our tale ends, no, this is only where it begins. Now the real tale can begin, the tale of NovaKing.