A long time ago, the world was nonexistant. There was nothing but a black void. In that void was a god, one so powerful that he didn't even need to breathe. But he liked to breathe, because it gave him something to do. So the god took some asteroids and comets and junk and made a planet. The first thing he did was flood it with water, cuz making a planet is thirsty work, and he got really thirsty. So then he drank a fourth of the water. To make up for the lost water (and because making water is also thirsty work he wanted to avoid) he made some land, which are the seven continents we know today. But the land was all dry and flat and brown. The god doesn't like flat things very much (which is why the earth is round), so he made the ground go up and down, which formed valleys and mountains and hills. Unfortunately, he got bored after a while, and left the rest of the world pretty much flat. The god didn't like the color brown very much either, so he made stuff grow, like forests. He got tired, so he made day and night, so he could rest at night. Then he got hungry, so he made animals.
But one species was too powerful for the god to eat. They were dragons. The dragons were intelligent creatures with a strong sense of honesty. They were everything the god was not, despite his power. The god was a selfish being, and he only did things for himself (as explained earlier). So the dragons conversed among themselves and decided on a course of action. On the seventh night after their creation, the dragons all banded together and destroyed the god, who is now know only as the god (with a lowercase 'g' because he isn't important). With the god gone, there was no one to rule and keep some sort of order among the animals (like there was any before the god died). The dragons saw that soon the world would be chaotic. So they pledged themselves to keeping the peace.
The dragons lived in peace together for a while. But years later, when the world was a little older and the dragons a little more numerous, the dragons got fed up with spending every moment together. They all agreed that there would be seven dragons clans, and each clans would govern a single continent together. So they all split up and went to their respective continents. But before they disbanded, they all agreed that they needed minions, because who wants to govern a whole continent? When the humans became too numerous and rebellious, the dragons went into hiding, because the humans threatened to kill them if the ever showed their faces (all because humans are cruel and power-hungry). The only dragons still free are the onces in Antarctica.
The only reason that we all know about the good dragons of society is because we can't believe the stories our parents tell us about evil and destructive dragons. For some, it is because we are dragons. For others, it is because we aren't morons. But we all live with the hope that someday dragons will return to reclaim the world as their own. They remain true to their vow, and they continue to keep the peace as much as they can while in hiding. But humans have become immune to their powers for the most part. We, on the other hand, can believe we will be spared when the dragons purge the world of evil humans (that may include our families, but don't get down about it; dragons will return mrgreen ).
The End
Okay, so it was all funny. It was a piece of crap, but man it was pretty funny. Tell me what you think.
