Prolog

Step by step, the brave men continued to walk through the snowy land showing the purity and purity of their hearts.

"It can't be, why has this cruelty befallen us all?" There was a cry from someone with a sad tone.

"Be quiet, be patient because we cannot waste our struggles so far. All suffering be patient because we will all reach the promised holy place of peace." Someone replied in a serious tone.

Led by the chosen hero, the brave young man with red eyes and blond hair who wore golden white armor. The warmth and beauty of the bond he had made had led them to the promised land.

A mysterious land never seen by those blinded by the great sin forgotten by time.

"No way, my chest, it hurts!" Came the hero's voice.

The moaning sound made him let out a long sigh and spew black liquid from his mouth. Making the comrades who followed and believed in him, follow every trial and tribulation they went through.

"No, wait, don't hold back because this is part of our test. It is a sign of the arrival of this true fire embodiment!" One priest's voice was heard in a stern tone.

"Don't joke around because they've been completely wiped out, we have to find a way to resurrect them! Even if I have to sacrifice my life to face all those threats!" There was a sound of pain from the hero.

The hero, once again tried to restrain himself from straightening his gaze forward as a dragon head that was larger in mouth width than his sword with its nose emitting black gusts of air while its eyes seemed to glance at this brave group.

"Visitors!" The dragon's voice sounded with an extremely cold tone.

"Evil dragon! You will have my majestic attack to free us from the curse and purify this world with the pure fire power of Framion!" The leader of the brave replied in an extremely annoyed tone.

"Fighting, it's interesting because no one has done it in a long time. But seriously, Flamion, even before this they were more creative. Deharm, you've really raised our standards to the point of underestimating them." Replied the dragon's voice in a bored tone.

"Who is Deharm? The evil wizard here who collaborated to enslave you?" Asked the brave one in an annoyed tone.

As he spewed out more of the black liquid, the dragon straightened his body and shook his head.

"It can't be helped, you should rest and throw away that power." The dragon said in a serious tone.

"What do you mean?" Asked this hero in an extremely serious tone.

"The blood of the astral beast poisoned your body and mind, making you destroy all the goodness and calm side of you that made you always driven to fight. So the blessings of the celestial child have been scattered again." The dragon replied in a serious tone.

The brave hero, looking extremely serious as he stopped reaching for the sword at his waist nodded and looked at the dragon.

"The son of heaven, destroying my family, and making me like this, the prophecy says that this place is where they established their holy empire!" Said the hero in a stern tone.

"It's already 10,000 years late, they were destroyed in their early days. I recognize your bravery in fighting them, but you're not the first to do so, in this place, the curse that fell on you was destroyed even before it spread. Not by heroes or strong men bound by fate or prophecy, but by the will and determination of humanity, the ancestors of you all." This Dragon retorted in a serious tone.

"Stop that because I don't have time for this!" Said this Hero in an annoyed tone.

"You will all listen without exception, this is a punishment for you to understand." The dragon replied in a serious tone.