The Forgotten Language

Kay appeared in a dark forest. He couldn't help but feel like he had travelled a long distance. He could see fluffy clouds, occasionally through the gaps in the tree canopies, floating up high in the sky, and the sun was just past overhead. So it was still in the afternoon.

The place was lush with vegetation: huge and tall trees were everywhere. They looked as old as time. Kay couldn't help but feel like these trees were mocking him. Maybe they are sentient. He thought to himself.

Rune shielded the kid following him with his aura so he wouldn't trigger the protective runes in this place. This place was riddled with the most fearsome beasts in the Forbidden Forest. It is a place at the core of the Forbidden Forest. When the remnant and Kay had walked through the wall in tbe cave, they had been teleported to this part of the Forbidden Forest.

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At the same time, the moment the remnant had came back and started tracking its way to its home at the top of the mountain, the beasts were puzzled. They didn't dare even think about pouncing on the human in front of them. Instead they slinked into the shadows and quietly waited for this walking disaster to pass.

When Rune first arrived here, he had built his tower with granite stone he curved from the mountain's interior. He had scribed runes on the stone tower and no force would be able to tople it unless the runes on it fade and disappear.

The tower served as his flag and mark of territory, while the interior of the mountain served as his home. He had neatly curved a castle in the depth of the mountain. And spared no coin in furnishing the place. It came out classic, simple but elegant. A real gentleman's place.

The beasts that had attacked him when he first got here had died, without exception, by his hand. All other animals had seen the most terrifying of their lot dying without even giving a fight and trembled. They had fled the place for some time. They were not stupid, they were sentient beings.

As time went on, they had occasionally checked on the human. After making sure that the this human had no ill intentions unless provoked, had came back to reclaim their territory. For hundreds of years, beasts and human lived bedsides each other.

When Rune was still alive, he would walk and converse with these beasts. Some even introduced him to new ways of fighting, tracking and hunting.

It was during this period that Rune discovered the secret of the Forbidden Forest. All these animals were protecting their last Princess. The last of its kind. A dragon of pure blood. A dragon that has long gone into hibernation.

When Rune was first accepted into these beasts' fold, he was made to swear allegiance to protect the weak, respect nature and guide the next generations of these beasts. He had chuckled to himself thinking this was another serving trap, from one into another. But because of his curiosity to meet a pure dragon, and a princess at that! He forced himself to go along.

He had met the Princess. She was a massive dragon, with deep blue thick scales. Her length was almost hundred meters, and had a wingspan twice that. Two small horns were perched on her head, surrounded by a crown of ridges. With a set of deep blue eyes, she was the most beautiful thing that Rune had ever seen.

Of course Rune had seen a lot of dragons before, but all those were never pure breeds. Nobles had forced most dragons into servitude a way back before he, Rune, was even born. They had cross bred them looking for new power attributes in these new species. Little did they know that they were diminishing the power of these majestic beasts.

By the time Rune was born, all pure breeds dragons were only found in the wilds. The nobles formed bands mounting their steeds they called dragons and hunted down the wild dragons. Over time, wild dragons went into the mountains to hide. They feared for their extinction.

But alas, the humans followed. Their greedy and cruelty couldn't be satiated. The wild dragons went to war with the humans. Even though small in number, their mighty couldn't be compared to the tammed crossbreed dragons. They were beasts that had existed unopposed for years. And understood the laws of the universe far much more than an human would because they were part of the universe. The essence that ran through them was the same as that kept the universe intact.

They had fought the humans and their dragons. A few elite of the dragons' royal bloodline took their prince and princess to a far away land and hid deep into the mountain range within a vast forest. This forest was later on known as the Forbidden Forest.

Unfortunately all dragons died in this scheme. In a fit of rage, the prince of dragons took the last of his kind and went to seed havoc among the humans.

After commanding his sister to protect the last egg of their parents, he engaged in guerilla war fare, ambushing the human steeds and killing them whenever possible. And retreating when things turned south.

For a while things turned in this bloody war. The humans suffered. Rebellions surged. Nobles became victims to both dragons and their servants. Castles were erased to the ground. Kingdoms became lawless. The tune of chaos rang throughout the land. It was a time of strife.

The dragons did not rejoice in the turmoil they had caused, they were noble beings by existance, their cores became nearly consumed by rage and their bodies turned black.

Seeing this, the Dragon prince gave his last command, " My elders, we have lost our way. We are now tainted with death. As the eldest son of your King, before any of you completely lose themselves to this darkness, I command you to cease to exist" these words were binding, it was a command that can only be head, felt and followed. One of the unique attributes of the Royal Dragon bloodline.

Once a dragon's core turned black, it was almost irreversible. The dragon would turn into a killing machine, that killed wantonly. Such an existance was against what these majestic dragons lived for.

So one by one, the last dragons ceased to exist the moment their cores and bodies completely turned black. Be it in the middle of flight or battle, resting or eating, they vanished without a trace.

Only the Dragon princess remained. The last of her kind. And without a pure dragon's fire, the egg was destined never to hatch.