Sowhere in the boundless Magus Universe, countless light-years away from Tron...
The Plane of Reality known as the Primal Wilderness was realm where only the strongest fantastical beasts lived.
harsh and ancient.
It was a world untouched by civilization, ruled entirely by raw instinct and overwhelming power.
Endless mountain ranges, prival forces, and vast oceans stretched across the land, each region teeming with monstrous creatures that had survived
countless ages of brutal evolution.
In this realm, weakness simply didn't exist for long.
Only the most powerful beasts of magic thrived here, such as colossal dragons, ancient leviathans, and titanic beasts whose re presence could reshape the landscape.
Many of the most terrifying creatures to have ever existed in the vast cosmos were born in this unforgiving plane.
Naturally, the arcane ceiling of the Primal Wilderness was far beyond what Tron - a world from the Outer Universe could offer.
Even Myrrandor, a far more advanced world than Tron, paled in comparison to the sheer depth of power that existed here!
This was a realm where the laws of reality allowed beings of unimaginable strength to grow.
Within the vast expanse of this plane lay a territory that belonged to the Somnia Clan. It was only a small region when compared to the imasurable scale of the plane itself, yet few creatures dared to trespass upon it.
The Somnia Clan was not the only dragon clan that existed within the Primal Wilderness. Many powerful draconic lineages ruled over different regions of the plane, each commanding imnse respect and fear.
And yet, the Somnia Clan stood among the most renowned of them all.
The mind dragons had earned a reputation throughout the Primal Wilderness as one of the most respected and most feared dragon lineages to have ever taken flight in this ancient realm.
After many long years - or was it decades? - of traveling through the mystical realm of the spirit world, Endi Somnia and the others had finally returned ho.
They walked through the ancestral lands of the Somnia Clan in their humanoid forms, their footsteps echoing softly across vast stone pathways that stretched through the ancient domain.
Around them stood grand and massive structures carved from stone and marble, their towering forms bearing the marks of countless ages. The architecture was imposing and tiless, built not for mortals but for beings of imnse power.
High above, several gray dragons soared through the clouds, their enormous wings casting fleeting shadows over the land below. Occasionally, one would descend toward the ground, the colossal body shifting into humanoid form before touching the earth.
"My Lord..." Zagho Somnia, who was walking behind Endi, couldn't help but co forward and whisper in a tone of unease. "Is it truly okay?"
"It's not, but..." Endi sighed helplessly. "What else can we do?"
The group of dragons entered a restricted part of the compound.
Before them stood a massive do-shaped structure made of stone. It was old and clearly built on a grand scale.
"Stay here," Endi commanded his n as he alone walked inside.
The interior opened into a humongous chamber. In the middle of it was an enormous pit that went deep into the ground. Thick stone platforms surrounded the edge of the pit.
This place had not been built for humanoid forms.
It was the resting place of a dragon!!
Endi took a deep breath and walked to the edge of the main stone platform. Everything in front of him was pitch black, with only the fire torches along the walls casting dim yellow lights.
The Regent of the clan dropped on one knee and lowered his head before the creature concealed in the darkness.
"Your Highness, I have returned," he said in a low voice.
He cald down his trembling heart and continued, "As ntioned in my correspondence, I was able to locate the young prince. However..."
His figure involuntarily shuddered in terror. After forcing himself to gather the courage, he finally said:
"I've failed to bring him back ho! Please... please forgive , your highness."
For a mont, nothing happened.
Then, in the deep darkness of the pit, a thin line of topaz appeared. Slowly, it widened, revealing itself to be an eye...
A massive eye with a black, vertical pupil.
The eye was several tis larger than Endi's entire body, and it was staring at
him with cold judgnt.
Before the Regent of the clan could explain his failure, the world around him
suddenly changed.
The dark pit vanished.
Endi was no longer standing in the vast chamber.
Instead, he found himself at the edge of a vast, green plain. The sky above was clear and blue. Ahead of him, the land ended abruptly, giving way to open sky and a wide sea of clouds, stretching far into the distance.
Standing near the edge was a towering figure with her back facing him.
Her build was tall and slender. She wore dark gray armor that fit closely around her body. Long, silvery-gray hair flowed down her back, moving gently with the wind. A white cape hung from her shoulders and fluttered behind her, giving her a proud and dignified appearance.
In that instant, Endi understood what had happened...
He was pulled into a dream!
The dreamscape was calm and quiet, with only the sound of a gentle wind moving across the plane.
After a mont, the silence was broken by the Princess of the Somnia Clan.
"Finding the prince was comndable," she said without turning.
"Failing to return with him was not."
Endi's heart tightened with anxiety and fear. Once again, he dropped to his
knee and humbly lowered his head.
"Your Highness," he began. "That boy... the human boy knew about our laws. He
invoked a formal duel."
The Princess remained silent.
After a few monts, she briefly turned her head, just enough to reveal the
side of her face. It was calm and composed.
"And this human," she said in an even voice, "defeated one of your n in the
duel?"
"No." Endi shook his head, recalling what had transpired in the broken citadel. "To be precise," he said carefully. "The boy's opponent yielded."
Once again, the princess fell silent.
After a mont, she finally turned around, revealing her full appearance.
Her face was strikingly beautiful, her features sharp and perfectly composed. Yet there was sothing about her expression that inspired a strange sense
of... tranquil terror.
She looked serene, almost gentle. But the weight of her presence was overwhelming.
Her topaz eyes shone with a sharp light.
Princess Venia Somnia then commanded in a cold voice:
"Show ."
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