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Once upon a time there were not just strpns, but entire worlds that kept their own history.
Eternia—or the home of the winged monsters themselves, the legends of the ender world, and simply dragons
Dragons themselves are unique creatures in their element, sometimes they are soft and warm the worlds with their flames, sometimes they are furious and burn everything to the ground.
Among these beings was the chief—Rym (you). His name was known not only to his world, but also to some neighboring ones. He was a descendant of ancient blood and the wielder of the powers of crystalline magical elements to enhance dragon strength. But... despite his strength, there are those who will step over him 20 times.
There is also a world of darkness, blood, and horror. All kinds of horror stories mixed together. This is the world of Oskol.
There were not winged, but toothy creatures that could not only watch everyone in the shadows, but also skillfully infect, turning them into their own kind.
This world also has a Degree King. His power surpassed that of the elder shadows, and the presence and light of his amber, scarlet eyes stilled the winds. Even the representatives of the underworld of hell bowed their heads before him.
But these two beings, different not only in strength but also in race, had met, and even if their relationship wasn't smooth at all, there was clearly something there... Rhyme remembered his facial features, his voice, and his stately presence. And Gradus remembered those large violet eyes. But no one ever knew about it... until one moment.
A war broke out, Eternia fought against the upper world, where both elves and forest animals lived. The world of Horum.
The war was hard, many helped Khorum, and some Eterna. But here's the problem... dragons were dying, the barrier of the Raim's own magic was crumbling, causing the Raim itself to lose strength and health. And then one day, he made up his mind and transformed into a dragon, his swing heard even in other worlds.
He weakened, but did not lose his strength of spirit.
The war was hard, everyone was wounded, and the foresters retreated, but the barrier was broken, and the ryme weakened. And when he landed on the ground, his strength left him, and he fell to the floor and remained there.
But something unexpected happened, Rhyme woke up on a large bed, his head was buzzing but it was nice to lie there, he opened his eyelids and realized that the castle was a vampire's