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Draconis sanguis

Our legend

By Ionut Irinel AndreiPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 3 min read
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There weren’t always dragons in the Valley of Galgamhor, dear Nohar. My father’s ancestor was the great Arkhfell Gor-Dominius. He was the king of this land, and he built this glorious reign, from nothing…from dust!

As you may well know, our people lived for centuries underground with terror of dragons, eating all various of roots and plants. We couldn’t eat anything that lived on the ground. We were deprived of meat, clean water and freedom.

The dragons always hated their creator, and the Gods always betrayed the mortals. There was no peace, but only conflict. There was no God to believe in because they always behaved like us, like humans. There is no man that can have faith in another man, nor Gods or dragons.

Some say: “Dragons have the eyesight of gods”. Well... they’re right! But see Nohar, fate is a God itself that runs with the time, embraces time, venerates time. Indeed, time is my own God, is our matrix, is everything and nothing at once.

One day, the prophet Arkha-lla, said: “A new era is yet to come. Be prepared! Oh, dynasties of Galgamhor. Our redemption is advancing under the sound of an immense legion. A new king of men will be blessed by God Saphiriot-Ron to rule over a kingdom. The name of this king will be Arkhfell-Gor-Dominius.

Arkhfell will reunite the seven lost man kingdoms of Galgamhor into one: the Impetum-in-Aetheres. One kindgdom made to exterminate the seven most powerful dynasties of dragons: Dominius-Luce, Tenebris-Vis, Saphirus-Rah, Umbra-Mortis, Hymnum-Tenebris, Ignis-Furorem, and the ancestors of the Leviahtanus, the Deus-Bellum. The king will face the beast, the master of seas and skies, king of dragons, the Leviahtanus.

Only after Arkhfell will defeat the beast, God Saphiriot-Ron will lay the foundations of Galgamor-Pactus-Aethereum. A pact that will lead to 500 years of Harmony between Gods and mortals. But Arkhfell and his alliance must be quick. If…if he fails in reuniting the 7 reigns of Galgamor, then the Leviahtanus will create his alliance, gathering the most powerful dynasties and lineages around the seven skies for a single purpose: the domination of Gods. Draconis Sanguis will be the name of dragon’s league of the seven skies in the region of Knhar-Harr.”

The prophecy told that Arkhfell will hold the Caelestis Vitae, Nohar. A sword forged by the father of the Gods himself, Gor-Ron-Cherub. When four thousand years ago he gathered the Archangels, the saphirots and the cherubins into a vast legion in order to pierce the Leviahtanus heart. He sadly failed miserably.

The prophecy was clear: Arkhfell-Gor-Dominius must establish his own alliance first, or the gods will perish, and there’ll be not any hope of emerging from underground and fighting our destiny. If the Impetum in Aetheres will fail, then the Draconis Sanguis will lead to Armageddon: the war of wars, the battle between Gods and Mortals. So, see Nohar, the worst enemy that our dynasty faced, wasn’t the Leviathan, but time. Time has the power of enslaving you or…set you free. Arkha-lla told that Caelestis Vitae is the only sword that could, maybe, pierce the skin of the Leviahthanus. But see my dear, some say that the Gods are the extension of our soul, the transcendence of our kind…so how can you really believe a God that sublimates his choices as truthful? You cannot, but a pact maybe could.

Arkhfell was the only man who dared to face the mightiest creature that ever existed. It was the beast of the skies, a man eater, a God’s terror. The Leviahtanus was something more than a beast, more than a predator and more than a king.

Who is God Shapiriot-Ron? You may ask. Or who is God Gor-Ron-Cherub? You may wander. What’s the legend of The Leviahtanus? Who is “the king yet to come?”, his origins, his legacy? Who, if any, are the hidden witnesses and actors that I yet must reveal? What’s the reason of the story, the power of the greatest war the men ever witnessed, you could ask. I will tell you the story of death, war and resurrection of our land, my dear nephew.

So, lets begin!

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Ionut Irinel Andrei

We are machines made of flash and blood, interconnected by the wires of perception, designed by the gravity of time in order to believe in something we may never understand.

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