That night Dragon King Adonis relayed a declaration to every corner of Dragonia.
〖 Citizens of Dragonia, this is your King, Adonis.
It has been three centuries since our great defeat at the Linea's Battlefield. For too long, the human kingdoms have bound us to this continent, exploiting our resources and slaughtering our younglings in their pursuit of vain pride.
But that era has come to an end.
If you wish to see our race rise once more, to reclaim the pride and dignity of Dragons, and to stand at the peak where we rightfully belong, then join me in the creation of the Pandemonium's Order.
There will be justice for the innocent, and ascension to the ultimate power.
The Order awaits your strength and your will. Rise, Dragonia! 〗
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A bright day.
Two young dragons were playing under a massive banyan tree.
"Raza, have you heard?"
"Heard what?"
"Hehe, you don't know. Then I am sure you'll love this news."
"Argh, out with it already Sima."
