FennFeatherDragon

Run away, son, run! Those words burn into Reno's mind as he flees the bluff. His small frame allows the young boy to easily duck and swerve around the human army decimating the camp. Fell flames heat his skin and nip at his heels as he runs for his very life. The pathway they took to reach the camp was currently blocked, only the sheer cliff side offered escape. A bright light shines from the magilith where he last saw his father. Under the blinding cover he darts towards the cliff side, but fear stops him in his tracks. Reno cries out in fear and stumbles backwards as he stares down at the tide lapping at the jagged rocks below. Finding another path wasn’t going to be an option, the blinding light offering him cover was quickly dissipating. Maybe he could slowly climb down, and the humans wouldn’t find him. Right? “Young Prince!” a demon guard with armor stained blood red races towards Reno and scoops up the terrified youth, “Hang on tight now!” With decades of experience, the guard

He had stored these blueprints for quite some time. He didn't think they would ever be needed. But they had a point, what if someone else needed them. Barry rolls them out one at a time, slowly taking over his room as he set the layers out. He work by the man made light, going over his mental blueprints to insure he had everything in place. A smile crosses his face, a feeling of nostalgia and remembrance of one of the happiest days in his life. When he brought his greatest creation to life, Mack. Barry built Mack with intention to serve his homeland and the ruling General Supreme. A means of conquer and destruction. Be it fate or some higher ultimate power in this universe and any others that be, his face was met with divine laughter. Mack fled to fulfill another purpose, one of peace and healing. Barry was enraged at the idea, but seeing his creation..., no, his son so happy, filled his heart with joy and contentment he had never sense felt. Mack had found his happiness here on