Story
Long ago, there was only a block of rock. An asteroid fell to the ground, and when it hit, it cracked open. A dragon emerged, spewing lava from its wounds, and smoke from its nose. It ravaged the land, the lava creating lush environments, the smoke creating atmosphere. Out of the ground, man grew and flourished.
Nature ran it's course, and man became feared among the creatures of the world. Magic ran wild, and infected man and beast alike. Wizards battled, and destroyed the world. People grew corrupt, and hungered for power. The dragon grew sad at the loss of its dominion over the people, and then angry at the destruction of its creation.
Out of a fissure in the ground, the dragon created a power, one of chaos and impossibility, that he bestowed to a very special person. This power allowed him to recreate things on a whim, and to battle the wizards. A fierce battle ensued, and in the end, the wizards were defeated.
But the man fell prey to the very corruption that had the wizards in its grasp. He mixed his power with magic, and locked the dragon in a deep sleep. Then he recreated the world in his image. The dragon, as a final hope before he fell asleep, created a person who could help out, one who was innocent in the world, and could see it for what it truly was. For everyone knows, the world is not what it appears to be.
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