(I'll post this soon)
Hi, my name is Declan.
You would have never imagined what it was like there. It was like a whole other world, and there were so many ways to get there. A world where magic flowed, untamed, where dragons flew and creatures roamed. This was a world where I'd learned how to conjure a sphere of light without words, and where I'd met my dragon alongside Alice. It was a place of wonders and of dreams. But as great as it was, everything good had to come to an end.
As was life.
Nothing lasts forever, and that was the only problem with this magical place where I'd learned more about myself than in the world I'd lived in for eighteen years. Beautiful, golden flames eventually died down into ash, which turned to dust, which had to blow away in the wind. The sun always had to go down, every day when you didn't want it to. Humans always had to die in the end.
Everything came to an end.
And now, the best thing that had happened to me was going to disappear, and I knew that there was no way I could see it again unless I vowed to do everything in my power to save it. Which was what I had done when I'd decided to become a Draconigeus. The most horrible thing was upon us, and I was to do everything in my power to stop it from happening. The empires were falling.
Alvaenia was falling...