Luna-Cry: The Dragon Rises on Lyric Continent Progressive Rock Type Beat
The sky over the Temple of Souls was not the blue of a calm morning, but the bruised purple of an oncoming storm. Ignitus stood amidst the cooling embers of the dragon nursery, his scales soot-stained and heavy. He looked upon the three warriors who had fallen into this realm through a rift of shimmering starlight—strangers to this world, yet bound to its fate.
The Prophecy and the Ruin
"In the Year of the Dragon," Ignitus began, his voice like grinding stone, "we awaited the birth of the Purple Dragon. The prophet spoke of a savior who would bridge the realms. But the Dark Master, Malefor, heard the whispers too. I should have hidden the eggs long before... but I thought we were ready. I thought the Temple was an unbreakable fortress."
He looked at the shattered pedestals where the eggs once rested. "Oh, how I was wrong."
The Travelers from Beyond
Standing before the Great Dragon were three men who looked as though they belonged to different histories entirely:Yusuke leaned against a cracked pillar, shoving his hands into his pockets. He looked at the devastation with a weary, knowing eye. He’d seen his share of hells.
"Sounds like a classic screw-up, old man," Yusuke said, though his tone lacked its usual bite. "But dwelling on it won't bring the eggs back."
Haru Glory tightened his grip on the hilt of the Ten Commandments. "We'll find them, Ignitus. If this Dark Master thinks he can just steal hope, he hasn't met the Rave Master."
Crying for the Moon
Yuskue King of the Underworld, stood apart from the others, staring up at the pale crescent moon visible even through the smoke. He didn't look angry; he looked hollow.
"I just feel unsatisfied, that's all," Genji murmured, his voice barely a whistle in the wind.
Ban glanced over. "Unsatisfied? We just survived a siege, sparky."
"Crying for the moon," Yuskue continued, ignoring the jab. "It’s a saying my mom used to say. See, I don’t have anybody left to fight here. We’ve won our wars in the Lightning Empire, but here? In this world beyond the realms? I’m just a ghost."
He turned to Haru. "If I went back home, I’d miss the fire of this fight. If I stay here, I miss the peace of my own bed. That’s what the saying means. You always want what’s out of reach. Crying for the moon like a savage pack of wolves."
The Road to Malefor
Ignitus bowed his head. "The moon is out of reach, but the eggs are not. The Dark Master's forces have retreated to the mountain of Malefor. If you three truly wish to find a purpose in this realm, the path is clear."
Genji cracked his neck, a blue spark dancing at his fingertip. "The moon can wait. I’ve got a feeling this 'Dark Master' is exactly the kind of target I need to feel a little more satisfied."
Haru nodded, the jewel on his sword glowing with a pure, white light. "Let’s go. No more crying for what's lost."
As the three warriors turned toward the horizon, the Year of the Dragon began in earnest—not with the birth of a savior, but with the march of three legends.
Soundbites from Spyro, Yu Yu Hakusho, Get Backers, Narnia, Rave Masters , Card Captors, Sailor Moon With Samples from Bruce Dickinson, 3 Doors Down, Dominoes, The Doors, Fleetwood Mac
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