Legends of Kepler: The Dragon & The Woman
CHAPTER III: THE FIRE HEIR (1)

Bongo was raised entirely by Kramian. He dedicated all his days providing the necessary teachings of the dragon culture to his grandson, with love and determination; enjoying both of the best attributes that life had to offer. The union, the family, the legacy, the coexistence, and the Colonel witnessed the growth of a very strong dragon. The next great leader of The Splendor. Kramian was preparing his successor, and who better than his own grandchild.

The Fire Heir proved to have great abilities. He was fast and intelligent. He had an impressive ability to concentrate and became a warrior with a promising potential. Kramian trained him during his first hundred years, and he was already ready for battle.

Although in reality, the dragons needed to have a minimum preparation of one hundred and fifty years. Kramian decided to bet on him, since Bongo’s energies were very strong. He was a very sociable dragon, with a distinguished capacity for leadership. And the day he turned his hundred years old, Kramian dared to take him to his first battle against those of Nénufar. He stood out in it, and led it successfully, in a surprising way.

Because of this, Bongo participated for five hundred years in the eternal wars, at the hands of Kramian. The leadership of both caused a time of much control and dominion against those of Nénufar; triumphing without major problems in the region. The grandfather had an impressive synchrony and understanding with his grandson, and the coordination favored them in battle. Together, they guided firmly the Army of Splendor.

One night, Wiz received a signal from the heavens. It was a comet that left a fading trail, which was rare and uncommon. Bongo also observed it. He decided to run to the great shelter of Wiz.

“Your majesty, did you see this comet?” he asked excitedly “It is not frequent in these lands.”

“The atmosphere is lately full of surprises, son” he exclaimed. “I’m afraid this doesn’t bring me good feelings. It is the beginning of unfavorable times.”

“What do you mean, sir?” Bongo asked shaking.

“A cataclysm is coming. We must be prepared.”

Bongo ran to his grandfather. He told him what had happened, and asked him to talk to the Golden King. Bongo, in reality, was an extremely nervous dragon, and excessively anxious. He needed to feel that he was working on what bothered him. He did not like to be still, for he considered that there was always something to improve. It was part of his excellence as a warrior, but his weakness as a spirit. Kramian reassured him, and told him they would face the problem together as a nation. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Later that same day, Wiz requested the presence of the Colonel.

“Your majesty, Bongo is quite restless these days” he said. “He doesn’t stop talking about a destruction; a threat. What is coming to us in these times, sir? Nénufar is remarkably controlled. I don’t know what threat can be bigger than them.”

“I don’t know either, my son” responded the Golden King. “However, I am afraid to say that we are really facing the imminence of a disaster. I can feel it. Life does not want to be clear at this time, but we must be prepared”.

“All of this, is very strange. From what nature could this disaster come from?”

“It will not be internal” responded Wiz. “For we would have noticed already. This disaster must come from an external source.”

“Will they be beings from other domains?” says Kramian sarcastically.

“I doubt it very much” exclaimed Wiz. “Let’s continue working in that army. We must strengthen our defenses. Ïnmâeh will be attacked soon.”

The beings of other dimensions were considered part of an ancient mythology. A rumor passed from generation to generation, started by the terrestrial. And, somehow, spread throughout the Kingdom of the Dragons. It explored the idea of unlimited powerful beings, created by the universe, beyond Kepler. They talked about how they interfered and interacted with life and death on the planet.

It was said that his energies were hidden, but occasionally, they projected on the environment and induced incompressible situations, even for the most experienced dragons. Some sectors of the dragons then deduced, that these strange events came from the unknown beings of other dimensions.

Although, warriors like Kramian and the Splendor itself, did not believe in these assumptions. Through them, control and tranquility needed to be exemplified. These symbolized the security of their nation and their reign. But the rumors began to run fast. In the Hanging Garden any kind of made-up stories began to spread, from the appearances of beings of darkness to the kidnapping of creatures to prisons of other dimensions, which forced Kramian to go to the Hayedo Square, and sentence a statement.

“Whatever is coming, we will be prepared!” he shouted. “And this kingdom will prevail while I am alive and entitled as the Guardian of this Army. Our home is, and will be safe!”

The dragons were all day in Hayedo. The magic of this place emitted a spring atmosphere, with large pink-leaved trees and a set of shrubs that spread harmony in the heart of the dragons. It was the perfect place to deliver public message that could cause tension. The dragons received the calm of the place, and thus processed the information easily.

Even so, everyone was worried, and wanted their doubts to be clarified. Kramian had become the bearer of information and the general messenger of the Golden King. Which, for some reason, had spent decades isolated.

He was always in his shelter, on the strange abode on top of the Mount Geneza; the upper floating island and the highest point of the suspended kingdom. Bongo was privileged enough to go there, sometimes. In fact, he had a close friendship with the golden creator.

Wiz stopped being participatory as before, for he was more and more flooded with wisdom. He spent his days conversing with nature itself. His people no longer saw him, but everyone respected him. Everyone loved him, for he still was the creator of them all.

He was the founder of all their homes. And in the written relics of the dragons, the Golden King was the apotheosis embodied as a true legend. Everybody talked about him, and people spread the mythical stories of how he had overthrown the six-headed monstrosity of Nénufar. Narratives of that day when the empire was born; from the icy lands of the high mountains. From when he emerged with his own kingdom, in front of the world, to place it magically among the clouds. Turning the miraculous peaks into a floating nation, until arriving, to the beautiful suspended city that The Garden became, above the sapphire skies.

“How is he?! The shelter has charms everywhere right? Tell us, how is he?” the young dragons asked Bongo, in Hayedo.

“He is our King; he loves us all and is asking us for cooperation, so we could be prepared for the revelation of this unknown event.”

“How can we help?” they asked.

“Keep calm” Bongo explained, “continue your regular activities. Enjoy them, make them with more love. Spread the tranquility in your environment and neutralize any negative message through peace and harmony. We need the Garden to emanate the purest possible sensation, find the clarity of what lies ahead. We can only achieve this with everyone’s help.”

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