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| - Before anything there was earth and sky, a barren and lifeless landscape. The moon and sun, ever circling the world, each bestowed a gift upon this world. The ground grew peaks and birthed fire; the air grew eternal restless and spawned water. So it was that the four elements were born. It is said in the most ancient of myths that the sun and moon were lovers. Dancing around the world we tread upon. Long before the age of men, their offspring roamed the lands: the deity. Formidable creatures, each unique in appearance, power and wisdom. Some rooting in the earth, immobile and steadfast; others soaring in the sky, floating and flying freely; some digging deep into the ground, inhabiting the depths; and some walking it, wandering aimlessly and careless. But none of them were as grand (and as feared) as the dragon trinity. Three brothers: the last of the children of day and night. In the time where no omens yet foreshadowed and fate was mere illusion, evil reigned supreme.
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