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The Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness ProloguePrologue: The Birth of DarknessThe Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness Prologue by ~DecayedDream
In the Year of the Dragon, in a world beyond the realms, I, like all the others, awaited the birth of the dragon of whom the prophecies foretold.
But the Dark Master heard the prophecies as well. I should have hidden the eggs long before.
But I... I thought we were ready. I thought they were safe.
Oh, how I was wrong…
Walls cracked and eggs tumbled in the tremors from the temple roof. Ignitus, who was completely engrossed in guarding the clutch, was taken by surprise and nearly lost his footing. The stones crumbled to the floor as he wobblingly stared at the collapsing ceiling.
"Save them!" came a

The Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness Chapter 1A Chat with UncleThe Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness Chapter 1 by ~DecayedDream
Cynder quietly paced through the tall chambers of her castle. Several years had passed since she was hatched in the dark rooms of Malefor's lair, but she was already in her adult form. Lean and dangerous with her glinting horns, massive wings, and whip-like tail with a curved scythe, she certainly looked the part.
The dragoness, who was now enormous, slithered up the steps which headed to her chambers. A pair of conduits guarding her room immediately stepped away when they saw Cynder approaching. The black dragon stood on her hind legs and pushed the door open. Without a word she stalked into her room and slammed the door

The Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness Chapter 2Swampy Spot-ChecksThe Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness Chapter 2 by ~DecayedDream
The smell of rotting plant material and dead animals made Cynder gag as she walked through the marsh, her face contorted at the stench.
"Good grief," she muttered, "who would dream of living in a place like this?"
Cynder closed her eyes. Objective. Remember your objective.
The red dragon with claws like brands and wings alight with fire.
But where would she look? Surely no sentient creature would dare live here willingly?
Something particularly squishy interrupted Cynder's thoughts. She looked down at her paws, which now had swampy muck oozing through her toes. "Blech!" she roared, lifting her feet and shaking them at

The Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness Chapter 3A Storyteller's WorkThe Legend of Cynder: Reign of Darkness Chapter 3 by ~DecayedDream
With a loud creak, Cynder opened the front doors of her castle. The smell of scented floor wax greeted her unsuspecting nose like a wave of sleepiness. Her chandelier was dusted, the carpet beaten clean, and the windows were polished. Even her portrait of Fabius feeding a young Cynder biscuits had been put in a new, dark-wooded frame. I must be seeing things… Cynder thought, blinking her sleepy eyes. My palace is so clean!
At the top of the curving staircase stood an ominous Faust, his murky brown eyes narrowed seriously. He grunted, "Queen of the Conquerors… I assume your task has been successful?"
"The
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