Dragon Flyz, the illustrious Wing Zero, and the enchanting Children of The Amber. Hard Rock Type Beat
At the end of the 21st century, Earth was no longer the cradle of humanity—it was the battlefield of legends. From the void descended a horde of Gundams, their metallic wings blotting out the stars, their eyes glowing like judgment itself. Among them, two figures stood apart: Wing Zero, piloted by Hero, and the enigmatic Epyon, commanded by Zexs. I tightened my grip on my blade, its edge shimmering with the last breath of my dragon. “Hero… Zexs… what are you doing here?” My voice trembled between disbelief and fury. “I need to confirm—are you my enemy, Hero?” But the answer came too late. The clash had already begun. As a true warrior, I could not retreat. The Gundams descended like gods of war, and I raised my weapon to meet them. Yet my heart was heavier than steel—for behind me lay the broken body of my dragon, its scales once radiant, now dulled by corruption. “What have you done to my dragon?” I roared. The tru...