Prologue

Two men were standing in the sky facing each other. One of them was injured in the war, still, another one has come to stop him in the middle, after the end of the war, while he was uninjured.

Drake Drayce, the strongest wizard of all time, had rallied all wizards and witches to defend against the outsider's attack, and with his four friends and generals — Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Helga Hufflepuff — they secured the victory. He single-handedly killed half of the enemy's army, while saving countless people of his country.

He was coming back from the battleground to his home, while in the middle, his friend, Salazar Slytherin, stopped him with wicked intentions.

Salazar turned into 100 meters long Basilisk and attacked Drake without a word. But Drake wasn't slow, he turned into a mighty Dragon. They moved so fast that one couldn't see their movement with their eyes. Their clash was so great that the mountain below was crushed by the waves. They battled for an hour or so, and when Drake made a mistake as he was injured, Salazar attacked him, injuring him critically.

Drake fell from the sky creating a huge hole below. He changed from his Animagi form to humans. There was a hole where a heart was supposed to be. But his dark green eyes didn't know the meaning of defeat, as it was still sparkling with pride and fighting spirit.

"Won't you ask why I attacked you, leader?" Salazar asked.

Drake laughed, "There is no meaning to it for a dying man." His voice filled with pride and haughtiness, without a trace of regret.

Salazar continued, "Many might think of you as a chosen one, savior or revolutionary, but to me, you are a traitor, as you cross every tradition set by our ancestors."

"You, Drake Drayce, might be the greatest wand creator and many other things, but to me, you are nothing more than a traitor. I will make sure to erase your name from history. Rowena Ravenclaw is a smart woman as she might have doubts about your disappearance, but I will take care of it too. I will end your bloodline too, as killing all your wives and children to stop spreading evil. How can one have many wives? It is totally against tradition. Even though most of them are pureblood, some of them are muggle-born, MUD-BLOODS. You are a stain on all Wizard kinds. I will end your evil legacy."

Drake didn't say anything and even his face didn't change hearing everything. So Salazar got angry and hissed, "Try to act cool until the end. I will leave you to die alone." He flew back as it wasn't safe for Apparition with his injury from Drake.

Drake started laughing after a few minutes Salazar left, "Haha…My legacy…Haha…is not in my blood or in my Skills…Haha…it can't even be said as legacy…Haha…But it already has spread…Hahahaha…Although I am dying, you, Salazar Slytherin, still lost…"

Drake performed an incarnation, "Go, my wand, wait until the next chosen one appears, help him to become a leader of the lost masses."

With a booming sound, the once majestic looking wand lost its light and became a straight line with one dragon core left. It flew and disappeared in Horizon.

"I, Drake Drayce, have no regrets in my life. I will leave the power and responsibility to the next chosen one. Now, I will march toward the next adventure." That was his last word. Even in death, he was smiling, like meeting an old friend.