The Coming

There weren't always dragons in the Valley. The great protectors of the cities were once thought to be extinct and hell was the world we knew, but, our story does not start there. There is much to be had before giants flew through the skies and protected us all from the nightmares in the darkness and daylight.

The story should begin with a young boy named Lazerus Troupes. Laz was a young stable boy, not by choice but destiny. His mother died giving birth and his father had died during the war of Triade. He was left to be raised as a servant to the Mildred family. As soon as he could walk he was put to work caring for their stables of farm animals.

As Laz grew up he learned of the horrors that the world endured. At dawn the day walkers would arise and upon dusk the night walkers filled there void. The world lived in chaos of demons who feared no sun or moon but a giant beast who no longer existed. They tormented the poor, sick, and tierd. The wealthy families paid their safety with souls of their unborn and the occasional livestock or help. Demons needed to be fed and they made sure to keep them at bay.

Laz was saved by his masters but he knew at any given time he could be fed to a Demon to keep moving onward from their home. The times were terbulant and everyone missed the days of the coming, when the world was at peace. Demond master Arkast had come and battled all that was good and erased the Dragon population from the world, or so he thought. In doing this he took control and there were no giants to protect the souls of those who lived.

Each soul that was fed to a demon was blood money for safety or for the pure satisfaction of their crul nature. The tired, sick and poor were just pure sport. Once a soul had been promised there was nothing that could erase the blood contract. Upon an age agreed upon between 25 and 30 a demon would come and collect. Some souls were promised to Arkast himself to be demorilized and terriozed for all eternity, or to become a slave to his wants and needs. These souls came from the wealthy as they pure in his mind and increased his power.

He took domain and has ruled for over 50 years. Many wars including that of Tridae were faught in hopes to over-throw him, but he eliminated all. He elimnated the last hope of this world and his name was Matthew Troupes, the once great Dragon tamer. He sits upon Mount Kasis where he watches over all his demons and humans of which they control.

This story is not of how Arkast gained control of this world but that of a young boy destined for greatness, and the woman batteling for her soul at his side. How the Mildred family made a blood contract for an unborn soul and to keep a young boy destined for greatness at bay. How a young boy learned of his father and the legacy it entaled. Most importantly the final resting place of the worlds only hope. A giant beast laying to rest only to be awakend by a worthy.

Great Dragons once again will protect the Valley's. Day walkers and Night walkers will only exsit in nightmares, but most importantly Arkast will finally return to his firey hell where he belongs.

I am Layla Mildred-Troupes, and this is the story of how Lazerus helped save my promised soul and brought back the coming.