Lost memory. A world, where dragons and many other creatures inhabit, hides endless mysteries and a reddish crystal that comes from an ancient era. Follows the story of a young man who ends up involved in a conflict that comes from a very ancient time.
Here's a question. Will heroes always achieve the acclaimed victory or will they also feel how bitter defeat is? 
[Anthropomorphic world]

The Path of the Gray Dragon

The sky was completely cloudy, and with it, a great rain fell on the Capital. 


"What ugly weather ..." Pyronus spoke to Ventía. 


Both dragons were under the west gate of the Capital. They had just arrived recently after a long journey. 


"I wish I had brought an umbrella ..." she said pessimistically as she removed the water from her hair. 


Pyronus spread one of his wings above Ventia, like an umbrella, and used his other wing to cover himself. 


"They must be waiting for us. Let's go." 


They walked through the rain, seeing all the destruction that had been generated while they were gone. Pyronus had slight anger on his face, compared to Ventia, who could see the sadness of seeing several civilians sleeping on the outskirts of their houses due to how unstable the structures were. 


After a few minutes, they reached their destination and entered the meeting room, interrupting the conversation that the Masters were having. 


A rainy day