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“There weren’t always dragons in the valley” explained gwandhou in our first history class while making a mysterious face and getting close to caught the attention of a few children in the back of the group that weren’t paying attention.

“A Millennium ago one of our founders was said to have come from another dimension and had formed a bond with a desert dragon and since then, our small village had been protected by dragons for generations until 10,000 years ago when all dragons disappeared. As our village started to grow under the protection of the dragons we expanded until Ifganÿr was formed around 100,000 years ago.

During the past 50,000 years we started to see other types of dragons coming into Ifganÿr because they were being chased after by powerful Warriors whom seek to killed them and take their heart. One of the children asked “why were they being chased?” With a sad expression gwandhou said “because their heart has a huge amount of refined life source, which is beneficial for cultivators to improve themselves tremendously, our ancestors took them in and helped repel the invaders after that we started to coexist with dragons and adquiered special qualities from the dragons and that’s how we got our control over certain elements and that’s how we began to be know as the dragons paradise”

“Okay! That’s all for today we will continue tomorrow with history class prepare for you other clases accordingly and don’t be late for mark’s cultivation class”

Every child of Ifganÿr had to go through a set of classes to get them to understand why they were selected for the program called “early development of the warrior” this had been established a couple hundred thousand years ago when the Great War of the states started; this program was design to test every child and set apart the children with the most potential to start cultivating at a young age and also to find children with special characteristics passed down from the previous generations of cultivators.

It’s been a month now since my descent into ârkeæ which I just learned yesterday that it’s the name of this world where I’m stuck now; this was the beginner class for children to understand the background of ifganÿr. In this new world where “LS” which is LifeSource is so abundant that humans, animals and plants have evolved and a start developing traits from fiction novels like magical powers; wars over resources for cultivation just like the novels I had been reading in the last couple of months, it’s just so much to take in for a teenager that just emigrated to another country and that’s not event yet the worst part of it all - after ten years of war in another dimension for a country that took me in as part of them, you think it would have changed me a little right ? The thing is that it didn’t because when I somehow came back to my dimension I forgot everything and travel back in time to when I was falling but later on strange things started happening and memories started to come back and with them a catastrophe but going back to the main point. yes! I’m in a new world.

The only thing I remember before falling was hearing the approaching car of my uncle that had picked up my parents earlier that morning. I usually lean on the window a little to take a peek at the garage door and I could barely see a gilpmse of what car was going to enter the garage and then I would know whether it was my parents or not but this morning they parked the car a bit farther away from the garage door so I had to lean a bit more to be able to see them; as soon as I was able to see the car the window’s glass cracked and I fell right through and continue to fall until I saw the wormhole but for some reason I felt like I was moving slowly.

I saw how from a small black dot it grow until it was a straight line the size of a car then it open up like if it was an eye and then a bunch of lines with different colors that spread like tentacles kept growing from it and one that look transparent touch my right hand then I lost consciousness.

After I lost consciousness, I don’t know how long I was out for but suddenly I felt like I hit the floor and that woke me up. Before I opened my eyes I felt on my face and hands that it was dusty and rocky more than what you would expect from a open ceiling garage in a small city and then I felt the heat, it was a bit suffocating.

I stand up and looked around I was disoriented and dizzy the sunlight felt painful to the eyes so I cover them up with my forearms and slowly took peeks around to see where I was and as crazy as it sound I was in a desert a freaking desert I had only once stepped into a desert while traveling with my family on a vacation trip a couple of years ago and we only looked at it from the distance just then it struck me, wasn’t I supposed to be on the garage of my apartment complex? What it’s going on here? Where am I? What were does tentacles made lights and colors ?Where are my parents? My uncle? My sister who saw me fell through the window?

After my panic attack I tried to calm down and think about what to do and decided the best way was to find someone to inform me where I was. I needed to see what was close by so I climb a big rock to get a better view of my surroundings and on the horizon I saw something that resembled ruins so I embarc myself towards it.

Not too long after I started moving towards the ruins I notice that some things like animals were moving towards it as well but they were still very far so I couldn’t make out what they were so I tried to get close to them to find out what they were, once I was close enough to be able to make out their shapes I notice that the animals that looked like camels were transporting people and the “camels” were walking on their hind legs they had longer heads.

The people that were riding the “camels” were kind of like little giants since they were about 8 feet tall, they had a skin that white as porcelain and some kind of tattoos that were crimson red that seem to extend over all of the bodies, their hair was black as the deepest night right before the sunrise, they had clothes that were ocean blue with black stripes which cover all the way from their head and necks to their knees protecting them from the scorching sun and heat.

As soon as I was a bit close the “camels” started to move their long ears in weird ways alerting them that something was close by and I think they notice me because I saw how their heads started to turn to look in the direction of the rocks from where I was looking at them.

While Hiding behind the rocks I cursed my luck, and turn back to look at them again from the dístance I notice how one of them was looking in my direction attentively. Noticing this the leader of the group stopped the caravan while rising his left hand. When they stopped the two men in the front dismounted the camels and started to talk with each other then the leader of the group put his left hand over the head of the camel and a crimson light shown where it’s eyes were supposed to be at and then I saw how he turned to looked at me and when our eyes crossed I saw him in terror how he started to run towards me and the disappeared.

While I was looking around for him I heard something moving behind me, and there he was looking at me with a glimpse of curiosity and surprise.

Gwandhou- I knew from about half an hour ago that we were being followed but I never imagined that it was you a foreign. After seeing his face I knew he wasn’t from this world and seeing his scared and confused expression I tried talking to him.

-ãjeshi nù dērã-

-calm down I won’t hurt you-

Leonel- hearing him talking to me in a language that I didn’t understand. I started to get more flustered because the shadow from the rocks and his crimson tattoos were glowing making him more sinister than he actually looked, I tried to run away.

Gwandhou- ëh! Kyšh nù dîshte ‘ nù dērã.

-Hey! Kid don’t run I won’t hurt you.

While running away I turned to looked at him whom just stayed there looking at me and then he disappeared again just to see him appear right in front of me but with my speed I couldn’t stopped in time and clash into him and fell down on my butt, he stuck out his hand in a friendly manner to help me to stand up so since I didn’t saw a bad intention in him I took it because I felt dizzy already form the heat of the travel and I still needed help.

When I grabbed his hand to stand up I get how a electric current went from my hand all the way to my neck, when this sensation disappeared I saw some images in my head and then I heard him say my name is gwandhou, Ãh plêch! Åkj kyšh.

Once he help me up then he does some kind of reverence and I somehow understand that he was trying to say hi my name is gwandhou, it’s my pleasure to meet you foreign kid.

Still somewhat frightened I said while grabbing his had in a hand shake.

-my name is Leonel ãh plêch! Īrjo.