The harbinger of destruction

As you stand there looking as without a warning or any clear design, a dragon sets upon cassardis, the village you call home.

The fisherfolk flee in terror from the wyrm, a beast well feared as destruction incarnate.

And as you look at the ensuing destruction and watch as people burn under the flames of the wyrm, you find yourself frozen in fear as the nightmare, that's been plaguing you the moment you woke up in this world unfolds in front of your eyes.

You find yourself with a choice presented in front of you, run away as your fellow humans die under the rage of a beast that by no means can be felled by mortal hands.

Or stand and fight knowing that's your actions and bravery will amount to nothing, in the face of this machine of destruction.

The answer should be easy you owe nothing to these people you didn't even know, them they were merely NPC's of a game you played ur life should be more valuable than theirs, and as ur complementing that you hear a voice calling to you.

" cousin what are you doing let's go hide with the others" says quina anxiously with a scared expression on her face.

As you look at her scared face and eyes pleading you to follow her, you doubt whether any place can hide you from the impending doom, that destroyed the pier of your village and is massacring it's residents.

You turn ur face away from her and stare at the dragon, and it stares right back at you as if urging you to come face it to take up arms and slay it.

And so you close your eyes and come to a decision that's it's better to stand and fight than flee and falter.

You will face face this challenge... you pick a broad sword from the ground, a former possession of an unlucky guard who came face to face with the dragon.

Tightening your grip on the handle of the blade that resembles a toothpick in comparison to the beast you'll be using it on, a sigh of resignation escapes your mouth before u start walking towards the dragon ur steps grow wider until ur running towards i,t and it notices you as it turns it's giant maw in ur direction you hear the screams of quina trailing behind you.

The dragon looks upon and speaks but you don't understand of the language seems foreign to you, and honestly you don't care u sidestep from his giant limbs and try to to slash at whatever comes to ur sight.

The dragon seems to not acknowledge you, merely breathing fire to whatever was unfortunate enough to be in it's way.

And his disregard only sparks anger in you so you try and taunt it, " hey you overgrown lizard why don't you go pick on something ur own size".

a weak attempt at best but u were never much of a talker, but it worked the dragon turned to face you saying something again in a language you don't understand.

As it looks at you it raises it right arm adorned with claws, that can rip through anything with untold ease so you brace yourself for what's to come and dash towards your certain death, with the blade poised in a stabbing motion and you collide with the dragon.

And as you skid on the sandy shore you feel nothing but pain you strain ur neck to look at the dragon, and u find him staring at his palm where you sword is impaled.

The dragon looks back at you it's eyes that were white and with no pupils, lits up in ominous red with vertical slits and it starts approaching you it's eyes never leaving you, and as it brings it's arm towards you and by extension it's claws you're overcome by fear and finally it's claw sinks into your body ripping out your heart with it and your consciousness starts to fade the last thing you see is the dragon swallowing your heart.

And so a quest to reclaim what was lost begins and the never ending cycle continues on.

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A/N:( hope you enjoy the chapter can you help me point out any mistakes I'll appreciate that)