There weren't always dragons in the Valley

There weren't always dragons in the Valley.

Once, there were only the unicorns. They were the most beautiful creatures in the world, and they roamed freely, eating the sweet grasses and drinking from the clear streams. The unicorns were the Valley's only residents, and they were content. But then, one day, a dragon flew into the Valley. He was a massive creature, with shining scales and a long, sinuous body. The unicorns had never seen anything like him before, and they were terrified. The dragon demanded that the unicorns give him food and shelter. He said that if they did not, he would eat them. The unicorns had no choice but to comply. They gave the dragon what he wanted, and he made himself at home in the Valley. The unicorns were now slaves to the dragon. They had to do everything he demanded, or he would eat them. They were no longer free to roam and eat the sweet grasses. They were no longer content. One day, a group of brave unicorns decided they had had enough. They banded together and attacked the dragon. They used their horns to stab him and their hooves to kick him. The dragon was wounded, but he was not defeated. He breathed fire at the unicorns, and they fled in terror. The unicorns realized they could not defeat the dragon on their own. They needed help. So they went to the humans and asked for their help. The humans were scared at first, but they bravely agreed to help the unicorns.

No one knows for certain where they came from, but the first recorded appearance of dragons was during the reign of King Bahram V of the Sassanid Empire. The Sassanid Empire was a vast and powerful empire that ruled over much of the Middle East and Central Asia from the 3rd to the 7th centuries AD. King Bahram V was a great warrior and a skilled hunter. He was also said to be a sorcerer. One day, while out hunting, King Bahram came across a huge egg in the forest. He took the egg back to his palace and placed it in his harem. The egg hatched, and out came a tiny dragon. The dragon quickly grew and became very attached to the king. The dragon became the king's loyal companion and protector. It would often go with him on hunting trips and help him kill his prey. As the dragon grew, so did its appetite. It began to eat more and more animals, until it was eating entire herds of sheep and cattle. The people of the empire began to fear the dragon. They begged the king to get rid of it, but he refused. Finally, the dragon's hunger got the better of it. It began to eat people. It started with children, then moved on to adults. The people pleaded with the king to kill the dragon, but he still refused. The dragon's reign of terror continued until one day it attacked the king himself. The king finally realized that he had to get rid of the dragon or it would kill him. He took his sword and stabbed the dragon in the heart. As the dragon died, its blood flowed into the river that ran through the valley. The river turned red and has been known as the Dragon's Blood River ever since. As the dragon's blood flowed through the valley, it transformed the plants and animals into dragons.

The first dragons were small and weak, but over time they have grown larger and stronger. Today, there are four main types of dragons in the Valley: Fire Dragons, Ice Dragons, Lightning Dragons, and Poison Dragons. Fire Dragons are the most common type of dragon in the Valley. They are large and muscular, with thick scales that protect them from fire. They have large wings that allow them to fly, and they can breathe fire. Fire Dragons are aggressive and territorial. They will often attack anything that enters their territory, including humans. Ice Dragons are much rarer than Fire Dragons. They are smaller and thinner than Fire Dragons, with delicate white scales. They can breathe cold air, which can freeze their enemies. Ice Dragons are not as aggressive as Fire Dragons, but they will still attack if they feel threatened. Lightning Dragons are the rarest type of dragon in the Valley. They are small and slender, with bright blue scales.

The life of a dragon was one full of luxury and leisure. It was the perfect life, really. Especially for a young dragon like Sharnu who had just come into his magic. As he flew through the air, it seemed as if everything was possible. The sky was clear and blue and the sun shone down on him warmly. He could go anywhere he wanted and do anything he pleased. But even dragons can get bored. And so, when Sharnu heard about the humans who lived in the valley below, he became curious. He had never seen humans before and he wanted to know what they were like. Surely they couldn't be as boring as dragons, right? With that thought in mind, Sharnu flew down into the valley to take a look for himself…

He observed them from a distance and noticed that they were always busy and seemed to be in a hurry. They were also quite noisy and always seemed to be arguing with each other. They just seemed to go about their business without any real purpose.

Then he found a group of dragons playing some sort of game. It looked like they were trying to catch a small unicorn in a net. Intrigued, Sharnu flew closer to see what was going on. It turned out that the game was a lot more complicated than it looked. The object was to catch the creature in the net, but it was difficult because the creature was very fast. Sharnu watched for a while, and then decided to try it himself. He was quickly caught up in the game and forgot all about his initial boredom. He found that he loved the challenge of trying to catch the creature.

It's not clear when or how the dragons caught all of the unicorns, but it's likely that it was a gradual process rather than a sudden event, as the dragons actively hunted the unicorns, using their superior size and strength to slowly drive them to extinction. The last known unicorn was killed by a dragon in the year 1001, after which the species was officially declared extinct.

Without the unicorns, the dragons slowly starved to death. Other than the dragons, there were no other magical creatures in the kingdom. This meant that when the dragons died, there was no one left to keep the magical balance in check. As a result, the kingdom slowly fell into disarray and eventually crumbled.