The ancients told him to stay,
For where he was going
Lied hate and betray,
He stood at the gate,
Thought about their words
As his last battle,
Foretold by the gods,
Was about to begin
With a raging spin.

The summer was ending,
The fall would come soon,
As the path was clearing
For this poor maroon.

He walked through old ruins
And saw ancient seas
Spared of hard battles
Immune to their disease.

At the end of the journey,
He reached an ancient top
A dragon's cave lied before him
And a veil of brimstone
Upon this ancient rock.

Prepared for a battle
He slowly walked in,
A shield to guard his body,
And faith from within.
For here Azgalar
King of all dragons
Awakened from a dream
Of a time that was far.

-What do you seek?
Asked the old dragon,
Awakened by the heart-beats.
-Who are you knave?
Said the old dragon,
Echoing through the cave.

Our hero stood still,
Our hero stood brave...
-I need your power..
-As they all do,
But then there's more
I feel it in you.

-I seek to save them,
Them taken away.
Ensnared by pure evil
When was yesterday.

Bones and shivers felt through the cave
And evil and laughter
They scared any knave.

But he stood silent
And he stood still
As the dragon was speaking,
With silence he fill...

A powerful rumble,
A hideous boom,
A dragon's claw swinging,
Was it he’s doom?

From the bones of a soldier,
The monster took an armor
And put it on this hero
As his limbs grew number.

A burden of ages
He would soon find
As both of them grew weaker
Preparing for what was to come.

Our hero felt like a stone
But quickly he rose,
Dropping his rusted shield,
Loosing his tremor sword.

-I'll give you my power
As I will soon die,
Go kill my entrappers,
Tell them of I.

An ancient flame blew
The monster's last breath,
Straight at our hero,
To make him the best.

The rusty old armor,
Melting like snow.
And as the flame grew stronger,
So did our hero grow.

The dragon died before him,
And screamed of death and pain,
To ash he turned by magic,
Some day to rise again!