Interlude: Behind the Curtain Part 1
Two months back before the fight with the two Displaced and before Ryu awakened to his potential, a greater threat skulked the void outside the world’s dimension. There, a large fortress existed in the empty space. Inside were vast amounts of advanced technology, broken and shattered.
Its name was Obelisk, the flying fortress that housed the goddess of Desire and Destruction; Myria. This was her temple, the place where she was at her most powerful.
Inside, Balio and Sunder appeared out of a distorted vortex and landed on their hooves. They both shuddered at the complete wrongness of their transportation before shrugging it off and walking deeper into the structure.
They entered a large chamber full of broken machines. Jumping over the debris that littered the spacious area, they came up to its center where a raised platform was located. They stopped and stood side by side, their postures rigid.
“We found him.” Balio began. “Just like you said, he was in this world.”
Sunder nodded, before quickly adding. “He looked like a clone of that dragon kid. There were some differences, but the resemblance was just too close.”
Up on the platform, a woman stood. Her back was turned to them, and her attention was more on the cracks that stretched all over the chamber’s ceiling.
Long, flowing blonde hair fell from her head and past her hips, moving like flowing silk from the calm but powerful aura that expelled through her skin. A beautiful purple dress hung upon her body snugly, showing off her generously proportioned figure to all. However, it was the two gigantic wings on her back that really caught the attention of others.
The two wings were covered in feathers, shining almost ethereally even in the dim light of the room, switching through the colors of the aurora and were almost hypnotic to the eyes. What made them all the more eye-catching, however, were the way that they were positioned: both wings were inverted. It made for an odd sight, but it did little to lessen the beauty of them, or the woman who carried them.
This woman was Myria, the sworn enemy of the Brood, the goddess that left the world in ruin, and a creature of the Endless.
Her back was still turned, with closed eyes still regarding the ceiling. “I see. I did find it curious to feel two almost completely similar powers clashing in the void. But for it to be confirmed to be almost a twin…” her head shifted to the side, making the stallions stand even straighter when they saw the smooth skin of her face turn to them partially. “What else can you tell me?”
Balio swallowed in slight fear, hesitating to answer. “He’s powerful. Someone that really shouldn’t be underestimated.”
Sunder nodded. “Very powerful. He didn’t even let us combine. He was on us as soon as the fight started.”
Myria’s head turned further, her body shifting slightly to regard the two of them better. Malicious red light started to slip under her closed eyes, making the siblings tremble at the sight. “There was a fight?” she asked with a hint of edge in her tone.
Balio and Sunder glanced at each other nervously, both of them starting to sweat even under her blind glare.
“Yeah…” Balio said hesitantly. “We kinda tried to test him; to see what was so special about him.”
“Also, with how much he looked like the other kid, we wanted to know what else was the same.” Sunder added. “It’s just a little unbelievable to see someone look so much someone you know.
The light in Myria’s eyes began to intensify as her eyelids slid upwards. Her skin also started to adopt a purple tint as her anger rose. ”So you taunted him?”
Balio and Sunder openly trembled as the very air vibrated around them. An invisible weight kept pushing on them, but fear froze them on their hooves.
“… Yes.” Balio admitted, silently praying his last pleas in his head.
“We kinda regretted it given how things went.” Sunder added, hands clenching and teeth clattering together.
They closed their eyes, waiting for their inevitable deaths. It was a pretty short lived second chance, but being nothing but Samples from a near extinct clan, it wasn’t like they were expecting a glorious death, or a long life for that matter.
They waited and waited, but nothing came. Cracking one eye open, both of them saw the goddess openly examining them.
“Hmm... I don’t see any injuries.” She muttered, her skin slowly starting to return to their tan color, and her eyes closing to hide the eerie glow in them. “But I can tell that it wasn’t you two that were victorious.”
Balio held his abdomen, wincing slightly at the memory of his injury. “Like I said: Powerful.” He could still smell his own cooked flesh, making his face twist in revulsion.
Sunder grabbed his right arm, rubbing it slightly as he also recalled his own injury. “His magic was thick. Like, molasses thick. We know what healing spells are like, but his were probably ten times stronger than the ones we know. That’s not normal.”
There was hardly anything to read on Myria’s face, but still she was curious all the same. ”What else?”
Balio and Sunder glanced at each other and gulped discreetly. This was the part that they were dreading to report. Who know how the goddess would react to the news.
“Something happened,” Sunder began. “but we’re not sure what.”
“There were some things that came out of his body. We don’t know what they were, but it almost killed him.” Balio said.
Myria’s breath hitched. “What happened?” when no one answered her eyes snapped open. “What happened?!”
A blast of force pushed Balio and Sunder off their hooves, shoving them all the way to the walls of the chamber. The fortress shook under the temper of the goddess, and the two stallions trembled along with it.
The two stallions have never been so afraid in their entire lives, they could do nothing but fear and panic under Myria’s blazing gaze. “WE DON’T KNOW! WE DON’T KNOW!” both of them held each other as they cried their pleas. This was the worst possible thing that could happen in their entire lives.
Myria’s pristine white teeth became jagged saws, showing them all entirely as she sneered at them. “Leave!”
She swung her arm and blew a massive gust of wind at the stallions. They were pressed to the walls for a few seconds before they fell, and they scrambled out of the room as soon as they got on their hooves.
Myria panted and shuddered as she turned away from their exit. Her skin was once again painted in purple, and the place where her eyes should have been were nothing but a bright red glow. She struggled to control herself, and after some time she did manage it.
She exhaled a shaky breath before looking at her palm. It was back to its tan color, and her eyes were closed once again. Her gaze lingered on it for a while, thinking about what she had heard about the Brood in the other world.
“Magic so potent that it almost erases all injuries…” she muttered to herself. “What could that mean? My Ryu was never that strong.”
“Are you really that interested?”
Myria turned head to the darker part of the chamber, her brows furrowed as she frowned in disdain. “Deis.”
A woman with long blue hair surfaced from the shadows. She was dressed rather scantily, with a simple bra to cover up her modest chest and an intricately designed cloth that was wrapped around her biceps serving as sleeves. On her lower half, was a skirt hiding her waist but left the rest of her lower body uncovered. She did not have legs, however, as everything below her was composed of nothing but a snake’s body with green scales.
Deis, as Myria had called her, was the elder sister of the goddess. She was also an Endless.
Myria sneered at the woman, no longer keeping her face emotionless as she did for the stallions. “Don’t pretend that you’re not.”
“Maybe.” Deis muttered with a shrug.
“Don’t lie to me, sister.” the goddess spat. “I know that you’re interested in this one, just like the ones before him.”
“Who wouldn’t be,” said Deis, moving closer to her sister even as the blonde goddess slowly leaned back from her. “given their circumstance.”
“Stay away from me, Deis.” Myria hissed, her eyes slowly opening again and her skin turning purple. “One act of kindness does not erase your slight against me. You, who aided in my sealing and an accomplice to the one who almost slayed me, can never understand how I feel.”
As the the goddess turned and disappeared, Deis couldn’t help but feel a pang of hurt at Myria’s words. She looked down sadly before sighing.
“For all the powers of the Endless, why can’t we ever defy fate?”
Turning around, she slowing slithered away back into the shadows.
“And more than that, why did you have to accept yours?”
Her body shimmered, and the Endless disappeared.
The Endless; beings of great power and ones who could change worlds with their very presence.
The Brood; once known as the Dragon Clan, are people with the power to destroy worlds.
Two races, completely different from each other, yet so similar in some aspects. The Dragon Clan are mortals, feared and revered by the people who knew of what they are capable of. The Endless are immortal beings, they bring forth salvation or destruction depending on those who call to them.
This story was something long forgotten, barely any creature remembers. It was a time before the War between the two factions, the Goddess and the Dragon Clan. It was a time where both did not exist, and a time where conflict and strife was common.
It was an era where the world was at war, and one God observed from the heavens.
Ladon, the Dragon God of the Dragon Clan.
But no. Perhaps it would be better to refer to him to a name long ago forgotten.
Endless Dragon YORAE, the God of Destruction
Back in Equestria, a certain Brood slowly drove his wheelchair in Canterlot’s restored gardens. He stopped before the statue of his petrified double and examined its reptilian features.
Looking down at himself, he gazed at his palm and clenched his fist. His skin briefly shifted into scales before quickly returning to its original texture.
He knew nothing of this new gene, and he had yet to give it a name. Unlike the original eighteen, there was no game mechanics that would display its capabilities to him. He wasn’t sure if he could fight the the six dragons that manifested from the original eighteen as he was now.
He needed help, and he knew just the people to do it. The only problem would be the time it would take to train himself.
Perhaps many are confused by this, outraged even, by Ladon’s identity. If one were to connect the dots, tracing the line from the present to the past, then maybe it would all become clear.
Ladon was the Dragon Clan’s god.
The Endless are Gods.
Ladon was worshipped by the Dragons.
The Endless are worshipped by those who know of them.
Ladon awakened the power of the [Infinity] inside the First Ryu.
To kill a God, an Endless, they needed a power similar or greater than the deity.
Endless… Infinity...
Did this clear the picture? Or did it only bring more confusion? Then perhaps more clues are required to paint it in better quality.
The Dragon Clan are powerful. So powerful that even a Goddess feared them.
The Endless can change the world by their mere presence; they could warp reality itself.
The Dragon Clan have the uncanny ability to attract friends and allies to themselves, creating bonds that have lasted lifetimes.
The Endless have a powerful life force; something called a Life Stream. These streams are large and strong, pulling the smaller Life Streams of other creatures to them and intertwining their fates with the Endless.
Is it clear now?
Ladon was an Endless. Myria was an Endless. Deis was an Endless.
Ryu of the Dragon Clan is an Endless.
…Partly, at least.
In the shadows of the Obelisk, Deis laid down on the nothingness of the pocket dimension. She raised her hand above herself and summoned her baton; a golden foci made to look like a twisted serpent holding an orb in its mouth.
She looked at the item for a long while, thinking back of the past, as well as the two who she shared adventures with. It was funny that they carried the same name.
Then she remembered the third one.
The First who was given the potential.
The Second who awakened an aspect of its power.
And the Third who could passively tap into it.
All of them sharing a single name, all of them gathering allies for their cause, and all of them somehow managing to change the fate of the world three separate times.
The Life Streams of the Endless pull along the smaller Streams of others, sharing their destinies with them. It transcended space and time.
Deis wondered if it also transcended Life and Death.
Ladon was the first Endless to come to their world, not Equestria but the world Deis and Myria left behind. He was summoned by the despair and hopelessness of those who suffered from the unending wars. He came to their world to bring them peace.
Peace through the Annihilation of Everything.
He cleansed the world and left so little of it. Those who saw his visage did not live long, and those who didn’t had survived. He came down like lightning and disappeared just as quick. He fulfilled his purpose, their wish, and stopped their suffering.
Conflicts were no more, and wars were stopped. No one saw him and lived to tell the tale, and the survivors could only call out to a god that they never saw. Thus they called him by a name.
God Of Destruction
Funny how the Displaced Brood seem to emulate this in his early years.
We of the Endless are summoned to this world by mortals. They that summon us have the power o'er us. 'Tis they who determine how our power shalt be used. 'Tis their desires that shape us. The Endless be not good, nor be they evil. The Endless are. They become gods or devils according to the desires of those who summon them.
Years and years went by after Ladon had served his purpose. He gave the people their peace, and he was left with nothing to do but watch over them. Had he been mortal, he would have certainly gone mad by how long it took for the world to restore itself.
Still, even as he watched, he was curious of the mortal beings that inhabit the world.
They were different from the Endless, and he knew nothing of them. He was intrigued by how they lived; by how different they were from each other, yet somehow seem so similar in certain ways.
Mortals were truly interesting creatures. If only he could converse with one of them, then maybe he would learn more?
Maybe…
Once we hath served our purpose, once our time as gods hath passed, we become as you see us now--dragons. And thus do we watch over the world.
Many times had Ladon pondered and hesitated, taking years of mortal time for him to finally decide his course of action. A millennia had passed, and he made his choice.
He came down to the world and mingled with its people. He came not as an Endless, for it would mean that his task has yet to be done. No, he came to them in a form similar to them.
He came to them as Ladon, a wanderer from a distant land who came to learn more of the world. He met many of the different races on the planet, of the different clans scattered in each continent. Truly, he did not regret his choice.
Then, of course, because he had stayed in their presence for so long, the people he met slowly began to change him, and he them. He slowly forgot the ways of his kind, of the Endless, and began to learn how to live like a mortal.
And as any mortal, he learned about the beauty of love. Thus had been the beginning of the Dragon Clan.
Back in the Obelisk, Myria walked into one of the darkened rooms of the fortress. There, many tanks of different specimens lay dormant, completely dead to the world.
She looked at all of them, each one being one of her creations. They served as her vassals, to spread her will across the world. They carried a piece of her power, and each one were like her very own children.
Her knees buckled suddenly as a wave of fatigue washed over her. She braced her hands on the ground to stop her body from meeting the floor. Her wings stopped their shifts in color and settled on the pure color of white.
She had not fully recovered, not after facing the power bestowed upon the Dragon Clan by Ladon personally. It was just like with the First Ryu, she needed time to regain her strength. It didn’t help that time flowed differently when they weren’t anchored to a world.
For Myria and the people on board the Obelisk, only three years have passed since she fought against the Third Ryu and his allies. It was not enough time for her to heal and regain her lost powers. The aspect of [Destruction] was truly thick in the blood of the Dragon Clan.
She looked at herself and the white wings on her back. Why couldn’t she have inherited the same?
She loved her wings dearly, it reminded her of her own mother. It was better than the leather wings that most Dragon Clan females carry on their back. The blood of the Wing Clan was thick in her veins, matching the quality of the other aspect of her lineage.
“Father…”
Why did he leave? Where did he disappear to?
After Deis had awakened her true power as an Endless, their father simply vanished. It wasn’t long before she, too, ascended like her half sister into an Endless.
Deis used her ascended powers for herself, openly displaying its destructive properties to everyone. She was vain and sought the attention of others. It sickened Myria that she wasn’t using it to help instead.
The blonde Endless used her gifts to help her family. She discovered that with her powers, she could change the world and grant them their wishes. As long as it’s the desire of someone, she could use the energy of that wish to warp reality and grant it for them.
She was happy to be helpful, and she thought that if she did well her father would return to them. So she granted as many wish that she could, uncaring even as some of them started to become malicious in nature.
She didn’t know that she was channeling the ways of the Endless through herself, but was too young and foolish to take notice of it. She had only been in her early teens, after all.
That had been the start of it. The catalyst of the war between her kin, and the slaughter that portrayed her to be the demon in the stories that they told. It was at that time that her clan had almost destroyed the world.
The Endless are shaped by those who summon them. But what if one was merely ascended to be one? The Endless were not mortals, and they originally did not look human. Deis and Myria were an exception because they were only half of a True Endless.
At the height if the killings, one of her brothers stood before her. Behind him was Deis and a few others who became his friends and trusted allies.
He had been one to follow their father’s footsteps. He travelled the world and learned of its ways. Along his journey, he met other people who were drawn to him because of his Life Stream.
When different Life Streams come together and combine, they become bigger and may become powerful enough to change the course of the world’s fate. Deis had been caught along within the combined Life Steam and made it strong enough to even challenge Myria at the height of her power.
They sealed her away for a thousand years and twisted the tale of the Dragon Clan’s shame. It was because of them and their Greed that nearly destroyed the world. They wanted her power, something that every single one of them had the potential to access had they pursued ascendance.
But no. They wanted what was already there and ignored the consequences of their actions.
While in the seal, the Dragon Clan continued to twist their tales, portraying her as a monster so hideous for mortal ken. They didn’t know that, as an Endless, how they saw her also affected her powers and form.
Myria would never forget the horror of watching the multiple transformation that her body entered when she was in the seal. She cried for her mother, her father, and her family, but none, not even her god of a father, heard her despair.
Back in the Obelisk, Myria slowly wrapped her wings around herself as she stood up from the ground. She held them close and caressed their feathers. Thinking about the past made her think about her mother. She didn’t know what had become of her, but she had been mortal. She would not have be alive after one thousand years.
Then there was the First Ryu, the Clan’s legacy and the Fated Child. When she first saw his face, her heart had been struck with fear. He looked so much like the brother that had sealed her, it was terrifying. But she discovered that he was merely a descendant, a member of the Light Dragons from the fractured family of the Dragon Clan.
This one seemed to have also followed his ancestor’s footsteps; travelling around the world, meeting friends, creating allies, making bonds that lasted… more than a lifetime. She thought that he was a reincarnation of her brother.
She thought that perhaps it was because of the Life Streams. Their resemblances were all so frightening. The First Ryu had a member of the Wing Clan, so did her brother and her Father before him.
Then came another surprise. Ryu had gained access to one of her father’s great temples. [Infinity] had been awakened in him, partially giving him access to his Endless lineage.
He used it to tap into the power of the great Life Stream that he created along his friends; A power strong enough to even kill a god. Deis had also been there, adding more fuel to its inferno.
She thought that it was the end for her. After suffering for so long, she would die at the hands of her family at last.
But she didn’t.
He had used it only when she was weakened. It did not break the illusion that she created, masking the hideous form that she bore because of the lies of his clan. What they killed had been the illusion, the [Aura] of her powers.
When they left, Myria had shifted the Obelisk outside of the dimension, hiding the transfer by making it look like the fortress had self-destructed. There, she began to recuperate, while also keeping an eye on the progress of the world.
She saw that her aura seemed to have had an effect on one of the creatures nearby.
The Endless are summoned to this sphere... This changeth the very balance of Nature herself, flooding the world with energies both powerful and dangerous, and doth cause those beings easily influenced by it to think themselves gods.
When the power of the Endless increases in the world, it begins to affect creatures sensitive to their aura. They absorb some of that power, and think themselves gods.
She saw the effects of the death of her [Aura] double. It created a creature who thought himself a God, spreading his influence by creating a religion to offset the followers of Ladon.
This thing was called Deathevan.
She had seen its effects and noticed its growth in power. She saw how it slowly began to spread all over the world, how they slowly made the people forget about her Father.
The Light Dragons and Dark Dragons at the time had reconciled after her supposed death. Both halves became one again, and the rift in the Clan was mended. They had noticed of the dark presence that lingered in the underworld and moved all of their clansmen into the depths of it.
The Dragon Clan created a village between the dark presence and the world on the surface, waiting for it to form a body for them to vanquish.
A member of the Clan was tasked to return to the surface and search for signs that the so called Dark God was spreading its influence. This clan member’s name was Valerie, and she was the mother of the Second Ryu, the next Fated Child.
It was ironic that she married a priest of St. Eva, the very religion that worshipped Deathevan itself.
In the next coming years, the member of the Dragon Clan would be once again struck by misfortune. Valerie would transform into a dragon and serve as the seal to the gates of the underworld; Ryu’s father would then be taken by a demon and he would never know the fate of his sister.
As for the Fated Child, he would also follow the steps of his ancestors. Along with his travels would be yet another member of the Wing Clan, a girl also named Nina.
Two for two. It was starting to look less and less like a coincidence and more like a machinations of fate.
Ryu, Nina, and their companions would travel the world and commit great deeds of heroism, changing the destinies of others and fulfilling their goal. This one, this Second Ryu, did not need the aid of Myria’s father to unlock his potential. He would awaken his own powers himself, but not enough for him to ascend into an Endless.
It was close, though.
He managed to tap the powers of the Endless through [Infinity], restoring his friends’ from their demise and fighting together against Deathevan. They had won, and the world was safe again for a while.
However, Deathevan had still been alive, merely scattered in the depths of the underworld. It continued to consume the life force of everything around it, killing the land on the surface and creating the Desert of Death.
Those on the continent fled across the sea, saving themselves from the spreading terrain. Myria used this opportunity to shift the Obelisk back into the world, and settled the flying fortress on top of Deathevan’s location.
The Dragon Clan had fled along with the people, helping them reach the continents beyond. Myria then used her powers to create great turbulence in the ocean, preventing most from returning to the dying continent.
She went to the underworld personally and destroyed whatever was left of the Dark God. Such an abomination was not needed in the world. From there, all she had to do was wait.
Many years later, Myria founded her own religion from the remnants of the St. Eva sect. Their worship helped her in recovering her lost powers, while also altering her hideous form into something less.... unsightly.
But the Dragon Clan still lived. She knew that with them still existing, she would never fully recover her original form. Their lies countered the worship of her followers, preventing her body from shedding its monstrous transformation.
Her anger and resentment fueled her desire to destroy them, and with her powers recovered, she created her Guardian; her shield and sword against those who oppose her.
Guardian Gaw, Guardian Gatz, Guardian Gaist and Guardian Garr.
With all four of them together, she tasked them to hunt down the Dragon Clan. She began to call them the Brood, the evil dragons who once almost destroyed the world because of their greed.
Her Guardians followed her command and slaughtered many of her former kin. Though she felt a tiny stab of remorse for what she had done, it was still nothing compared to what the Clan did to her. They made her out to be a monster, yet hid the fact that it was also the fault of their kind that made them slay their kin.
An Eye for an Eye, as they say. They turned her into a monster, and she in turn made them out to be demons.
Her sister, Deis, had come to her Guardians and tried to reason with them. Myria ordered Gaist to seal the fellow Endless, using a magic that used the life of her Guardian as the key to unlock it.
She knew it was cruel for her creation, but Deis’ words managed to reach his heart. Myria did not appreciate sympathizers to those who have wronged her.
In the end, though, she had won. Barely any of the Dragon Clan were left, and those that managed to escape either died in their hibernation or have sealed their powers completely.
She had spared those who could no longer transform, seeing that they no longer have the means to fight back. Though she may have been turned into a monster, Myria was not one without mercy.
Still, it was within her power to completely destroy the Dragon Clan, but… for every one of them slain, the guilt in her heart increased. She had been recovering her form faster because of those that worshipped her, and every time she changed, so did her heart.
The Dragon Clan was the only race who completely thought that she was a monster. Her worshippers believed her to be a benevolent saint, coming to the world to save it from evil.
Because of their faith, Myria had entered another change. As an Endless, the thoughts of others mattered greatly to her powers, form, and perception. If she were to be portrayed as a devil, then she would be. If she were to be portrayed as a saint, then she would be.
When her change was done, she only knew grief. She had come to regret what she had committed to her Clan and thought of what her father would think of her. She began to remember her original desire, why she used her powers like she did.
She had never been able to find Ladon. She knew of his temples, and sometimes she prayed to them to hear his voice. But nothing would come. He was silent to her prayers and she knew then how disappointed he was with her.
Ever since that day, she tried to live up to her worshippers’ faith. She became kinder, more motherly. She did not scorn Garr when the Guardian began to question her teachings. She allowed him to live, free of her influence, and gave him her blessing.
A few more years have passed, and she felt another Brood awaken.
In the continent across the sea, a young whelp had awoken from its hibernation. It was nothing more than a baby dragon, alone and wrapped in the fossilized remains of its parent. This one clearly had the potential of the Endless as well, but it was not Ryu.
It was Teepo.
Before the Third Ryu awoke from his own slumber, she had been watching over Teepo as he grew. He found his way out of the mines and travelled all the way into the Cedar Woods, collapsing near the house of a stray Woren Clan member named Rei.
Rei found the unconscious Teepo and took care of him since then. Myria watched happily as the two of them became a family. It was a scene that made her long for those days with her mother. But not long after that, Ryu broke out of his own Chrysm prison.
The goddess had been… confused. She knew that the whelp that came from the mines was another Ryu, and that he also had the potential to become an Endless, but… it was lesser than his predecessors.
Why? How did he lose his potential? Myria did not understand. She wanted to know what happened, why he was so weak unlike the first two.
And so she began to manipulate the world. Using the powers of the Endless, she began to change their fates, weaving the threads of destiny and make them come to her. The Endless had the power to change the world, but it took a considerable amount of energy to do it.
She wanted to know more about this Ryu, learn more about him, find out why he was so weak.
Then she found it. After she had Balio and Sunder separate him from Rei and Teepo, she felt him awaken to his lineage. She was baffled, intrigued, and almost ecstatic with what she learned.
His affinity to the Endless was not weak.
The First and Second were never able to become an Endless, their connections to the world had been too solid that they were inflexible in adapting to the energies that would make them ascend. The Third, however, was not.
He was a blank slate, a newborn dragon with no earthly ties to the world. He woke up alone, with no purpose. Unlike Teepo, this Ryu did not have a driving force within him, merely reacting to everything that he has encountered.
He was the best candidate of the three to truly ascend.
That was not all, however. This Ryu could use the leftover essence of the dead Brood, and make their powers his. He could assimilate them, be influenced by them. It was like watching an Endless fulfill the wishes of the dead and using his own body to channel their powers.
The shamans of that world could do something similar, but never to this extent. Ryu was not so limited, especially after obtaining the power of the [Fusion]. He could take the aspects of his friends from the Life Stream and become a Hybrid of their influence.
Then there was his battle against her Guardian, Garr. Underneath the Angel Tower, her creation fought against the child Ryu with the intent of slaying him. She had been worried for the young dragon, having grown fond of him as she watched his travels.
Her worry had turned into elation as his internal turmoil awakened the strongest dragon within him: [Kaiser].
Like the Second Ryu, the Third was able to manifest his power without the aid of her father. His incomplete awakening was not a surprise. After all, he was still just a child who looked as if he was barely out of ten.
Then a thought came to her. What if this Ryu became greedy like his ancestors before him, the ones that did not share his name. Being more in tuned with the Endless in his blood, he could be influenced easily by those around him. She hoped that it would not come to that.
As Ryu’s journey progressed, Myria felt a sudden sense of nervousness within herself. Their fates were already changed so that they would come to her, yet she could not begin to think of what she would do once they made it to her Station.
That nervousness only grew after they met with the remnants of the Dragon Clan, the ones who have fled back into the continent where Obelisk hovered. They told him the lies of their clan and poison his mind of her.
She knew that they did not have high opinions of her after hearing Garr’s original mission, of his crusade with the other Guardians. It only became worse after Ryu and his friends stayed in the rotting village of Dragnier.
Her nervousness then gave way to fear. Somehow, Ryu had obtained [Infinity] without her knowing. She did not foresee this coming. She saw him use it for the first time, where he rampaged in the Desert of Death and almost killed his friends.
[Infinity] increased Ryu’s link to the Endless, granting him access to his powerful Life Stream. He could already use a trickle of its energy within his body, but acquiring [Infinity] was like opening the floodgates to the Life Stream.
He could not take it all, and the result was him drowning in its power.
Ryu had turned a portion of the desert into glass, raining down death on every monster that was living there. It seemed that he also carried in him the aspect of [Destruction] inherited from his bloodline.
It took half a day for him to stop, exhausting his magic and reverting him back to his human form.
Myria did not know what to do. They were coming to her, and she knew that, more than likely, they would be after her life. She did not want to die, nor did she want to hurt Ryu and his friends. Her worshippers had changed her too much for her to wish for their demise.
But Ryu carried in him the power to destroy the world.
She needed to find a way to pacify them, to stop Ryu from ever using [Infinity] until he was ready. And she knew the right person for the job.
World building is fun! Making it work, though, is a bitch and a half.
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So Ryu and the brood are the halfbreed babies of Ladon an endless? That is pretty cool. Also the overlapping history of multiple BoF series is a nice touch.
Great chapter, man.
I still need to play the 3rd game, but the first two I've beaten multiple times. Very nice world building, fits in well with the established lore- keep up the good work. Can't wait to see what you do next with this.
I remember in BoFIII Ryu finds Deis buck nekked and blushed like a pervert.
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Remember that he also turned his head away. Deis also didn't give a damn about her lack of dress and walked right up to him.
Excellent world-building. :3
Then came the fourth Ryu, one who tied him self to a world by choice, then after a thousand years he became a true Endless by losing the power of the brood. Now he has much to gain and learn, powers to reclaim, destruction to prevent, or else reduce the world to glass by inaction. He thought himself to be a feared being before, but now he is bound wholly to the will of the world.
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Fourth Ryu becoming a Counter Guardian like EMIYA? How deliciously morbid.
But the Fourth Ryu couldn't live for a thousand years. In the end of the game, he banished all of the gods back to their dimension and chose to stay. He became mortal, with Deis even saying that he would grow old and die.
Look here:
http://lparchive.org/Breath-of-Fire-IV/Update%2052/
Our theories are different, but to each their own, right?
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Well... that's true, I suppose. Other authors create a crossover only for the sake of interacting with each other, sometimes even forgetting about making a story out of it. The readers tend to get... lost after that.
I'm afraid that my first crossover is like that, with my second being a decent enough read, at least. But the third, I'm proud to say, actually has plot in it.
6296544 ... Slightly confused. Only slightly. What you are saying is that this is the fifth Ryu's story.
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I have to agree. I did not play BoF 3 for the first time because of the dragon forms, hell I didn't even know they existed before I got to certain point in the game. And I loved the game because of the plot, especially the first parts before the adulthood were the most enjoyable. And I loved, how Ryu despite being a dragon had to defeat many obstacles that proved to be quite challenging for him. And that the game showed that even dragons can be killed if they are not careful.
And about that idea, feel free to use however you want. I am always glad to help :).
PS: THE ARTSTYLE OF BOF 6 IS GOD-AWFUL to say the least.
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Nah. The Ryu in my story is a combination of the Ryu of the Third game and the Lore of the fourth game. I'm making the story interesting while also making sense of the plot of the Breath of Fire series. Like many authors of fanfictions out there, my story is made using speculations, overactive imagination and many 'What-If' factors.
And for me, this is how it works and makes sense.
PS. Fifth game made absolutely no sense at all. It had nothing to do with the Endless or the Brood/Dragon Clan. They probably thought that just because a character was named Ryu and that he could transform into a dragon, then it was okay to add the game into the Breath of Fire franchise.
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Generic, is the word, I think. I thought it looked a bit like Ragnarok Online from a few years back.
I really miss the good old days. Capcom's really trying hard to kill the franchise, for some reason.
6296753 There wasn't a fifth game. Sort of like Ikkitousen isn't a fighting anime. There was no fifth game.
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You are not the only one that thinks that BoF 6 looks generic as hell. I remember the annoucement thread on neogaf and most people were like this: "Not like this... not like this.". I have never been a fan of capcom but boy was I angry when this thing was revealed. In any case at this point the franchise is most likely dead at this point, at least to fans such as ourselves.
The thing is if the BoF 6 succeds then capcom will continue to make games like this - mobile phone crap. And if we don't support this then most likely they will abandon the franchise for good. Similar thing happened to another franchise I thoroughly enjoyed - Prototype. First game was great and the main hero was badass and I loved how they made him. In second game though they turned him into second Albert Wesker because a girl dumped him and thus the studio was shut down.
In any case, the only good game about dragons that in recent times is: dragon the game. It is still not perfect, but this is the closest we can get to game with dragons, because I doubt there will be something similar to BoF 3 in nearest future. Now the only games I look forward to are: Persona 5, Fallout 4, Digimon Cyber Sleuth and Legends of Iron steel (something similar, can't remeber).
Now about the story of BoF 6, in two words: Fu** Capcom. Here you can read entire thing, I just skipped it because it was so predictable it hurt my brain. Read at your own risk!
Encounter with Nina
"Look, Look! Something, is that?"
While exploring the surrounding ruins, Amelia raises her innocent voice as she points to a part of the building.
"Judging from the structure, a sort of dock..."
Gilliam shrugs.
"But why would there be a dock in the middle of the woods?"
"Hmm"
Jubei rubbed his chin as he stared intently at that part.
"According to the legends, the Dragon Clan possessed advanced technology, capable of making a city float across the sky... If those ruins are the work of the Dragon Clan, this dock is probably a remains of that."
Amelia's eyes shone strongly.
"Nice! And, were there also flying ships?"
In contrast, Gilliam let out a wry smile.
"That's ridiculous. That's just some kind of fairy tale. Boss, when did you became a writer of fairytales?"
"Huh, you are a fool."
Jubei said in a joking tone, then turned away.
Seeing such an exchange, you can't help but smile. The villagers have regained their former tone. From that tragedy, they are recovering gradually.
"I wonder if there's something else? If I will find a ship which can sprout wings ♪"
"Hey! We are not here to play. We are looking for Ryu..."
And then, "Hwaa!!!".
It was a shout from the leader of the Paketa Guild, who came alongside the group.
Everyone rushed to the guild leader's position. And then, they discovered......
"Oh, a girl...?"
A beautiful long hair that resembled gold.
Crystal-clear white skin.
Delicate arms that gave the impression they'd break if even a bit of strength was applied, covered in mysterious white clothes.
"Hey, cheer up!"
Amelia hug at the shoulders, holding her upper body tight.
The girl led out a small sight and a "Ugh", faintly opening her eyes.
"Are you allright?"
At Gilliam's question, the girl nodded weakly.
The girl hush her eyebrows, and twists her body painfully.
"My...name is Nina...but other than that..."
She then stopped talking.
"You don't remember?"
At Jubei's question, Nina once again shook her head positively.
With an uneasy look still on her face, Nina inadvertently throws her sight at you. Then, gasping in surprise, she stares right at your eyes.
You can't keep your eyes off Nina's face.
Her dim eyes, grabbing onto your very soul, as if they were to accuse something.
A suspicious light dwells in Nina's pupils. And then, slipping through Amelia's hands, she suddenly stood up.
"Ryu...is calling..."
She murmured, and pulling something, Nina turned and walked away into the interior of the ruins.
"W--wait! Did you say "Ryu"? Do you know Ryu?"
Jubei's shouts didn't reach her, Nina appeared to be in a state in which she lost her identity, and disappeared in the unsteady darkness.
"W-what should we do?"
"What to do...such a place is dangerous for one person!"
The three turn their sights to you as their representative.
Without hesitation, you decide to chase and protect the young girl.
And thus, you and your three partners set foot into the ruins filled with many traps and strange wandering monsters.ad it on your own risk:
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I thought it was good, but at the same time there was something wrong about it that I can't put my finger on it.
WHY!!
The only thing good about this is that it makes the earlier Breath of Fires look better.
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I undestand your feelings and I think that is enough of bad news for such a short amount of time. In any case, you have got my applause for the way you explained Myria and her behaviour. Half-endless, huh? That is so simple yet so genius, why didn't I think of this myself? And the best thing is that it totally makes sense. It always confused me why did Ryu have to fight Myria in the first and the third game because I didn't understand why Myria was evil. I am looking forward to reading more of your story, good luck.
No, actually, I'm pretty sure Ryu's dad's church worshipped the Dragon God, not Eva...
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That's not what it said in my source, though.
Let's play BoF II
TIME FOR BOF 6 UPDATE AND ANOTHER BATCH OF HATE:
-They finally revealed Ryu and it turns out he is a brother of the protagonist we create. To me, he looks way too girly and not really unique, but I guess this is what people like in this day and age.
http://www.technobuffalo.com/2015/08/14/breath-of-fire-6-finally-introduces-ryu/
http://67.227.255.239/forum/showthread.php?t=1095576
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Bishounen Ryu...
Then I remember the Furry, the Loli...
Capcom's trying to sell this to new gamers who have no idea of the old games. They're making the characters Pretty to make them buy it.
They're... They really are trying to kill the old Breath of Fire that we know and love. The old art style is gone, Ryu reduced to second fiddle, Nina turned into jailbait (even in the Fifth game), the hidden plot's been trashed, and probably a few other things were changed as well.
Yes, the characters look good; Yeah, it might look fun to play; Sure, people might still buy it. But this still makes me sad. I think this series died on the fourth game. Capcom probably took up necromancy for the fifth installment, but the fucking game just didn't surface from the ground.
But maybe it did. Still didn't change it from being a rotten corpse of its former majesty.
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It may seem like I am doing this on purpose just to torment you, Laze Around. However, the truth is a bit different. You are a Breath of Fire fan just as I am, especially 1-4, 5 is a matter of taste. So seeing one of my favourite franchises reduced to this makes me angry and I want to share this because I can't accept what crapcom is doing right now.
I love BoF 3 and still play it from time to time. So seeing BoF 6 which is an abomination hurts my soul. I am not happy at all, I am furious ever since they annouced this crap and every new info adds more coal to that fire. In any case, I agree with everything you have said. Breath of Fire is dead and we can do nothing about it.
With regards,
Ediros.
6313930 Huh, well, he seems to have worshipped both in any case, plus I didn't get that far in the game itself, so I didn't know, sorry...
Also, while this explanation is pretty good for connecting the game's separate storylines and the stuff about the Endless, I still have my doubts about the whole "being completely mentally affected by the values of those who summon you" kind of thing, I mean there are just a lot of loopholes there, and why bother even giving the Endless will, minds of their own, or for that matter identities, or even names? Plus, the games themselves were only meant to possess small similarities among them for the franchise's sake and all that, I mean, look at how radically different they all were in comparison, like Dragon Quarter and so on....
Edit: Oh, something else, mine is the old translated version Capcom did, where they toned down everything.... so there'd be a lot of misunderstandings because we're using different versions...
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In the source that I gave you, the guy also explained about the differences between the versions.
As for Dragon Quarter, I kinda excluded that from my world building; doesn't have any connection at all from the earlier games. You'll only find parts of the first four Breath of Fire in my story. But then again, [Dimension Hopping] is kinda canon in the Breath of Fire 4 (Momo from the Third game could be found in Wyndia and can become a Master).
I mean, the ENDLESS could be counted as Displaced as well, you know. They did come from a different dimension and was just summoned to the Breath of Fire 4 world (*coughdisplacedtokenscough*).
For the "being completely mentally affected by the values of those who summon you", that's Canon too, you know, from Breath of Fire 4. The Wind Dragon, P'ung Ryong, said so when the Party went to meet it.
Actually, the most of the quotes that I've been using to describe the Endless were ALL canon. I just copy/pasted the game's transcript, found the bits about the Endless, then used those in my story.
All I did was just twist the story based on how I understood the text.
BoF4 Script
I took them from here. (the quotes were from P'ung Ryong, Fou-Lu and Deis)
Very nice work, loved the story so far, keep it up!
God, fuc*** dammit! Calm down, Ediros, just calm down...
Ehh... Another batch of info has been recently revealed about Breath of Fire 6 and well, they never learn, do they? I will be honest, what I have seen in this trailer is not what Breath of Fire stands for. I will start with the most important aspect combat. It looks way too flashy and hard to follow. I feel like I am watching one of the newest final fantasy entries although much worse and on top of that those dragon forms... AND it also seems like there is ABSOLUTELY ZERO strategy needed to finish this game. Attack enemy, charge up the dragon gauge, transform for a few seconds, attack enemies, change back and repeat from step one. Since we can't really control our companions they will probably die to a single goo or something just as ridiculous.
Oh yeah, about dragon forms. It is one of the laziest things they could have done. All the dragon forms are basically the same dragon form you first acquire although with a bit different details and a colour pallete. So, this means, no tiamat, no whelp, no hybrids or anything remotely resembling dragon, at least not the ones you can use. The way I see it how it works is this: You transform into one of those worse-than-a-warrior dragon forms and then you can use ultimate attack of said form which transforms you into a dragon and drains that dragon-gauge by 1/3. So basically no more dragon breath unless you want to use it for clearing the screen from all those enemies. This is no longer a franchise about dragons, endless or even Ryu for that matter, since he is now a brother of the protagonist. This game is a rip off that pisses on everything the previous games have established so far.
That is it, I quit, I am going to play space engineers, fallout 4, persona 5 as long as I can forget about the fact that this thing exists.
LINK (WATCH ON YOUR OWN ACCOUNT, I ADVISE NOT TO WATCH IT AT ALL): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2CaB0rWPKI
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So that means that the only place we'll ever see the game that we grew to love would be in our dreams?
This makes me want to write a One-shot fanfic about the other Ryus of the series kicking the sixth Ryu's rear. But as much as I want to, I still have to finish the next chapter of this one. Work's been killing my motivation, and I usually find myself re-playing Breath of Fire 3 again.
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Well, I am in similar situation on that matter. I am starting studies soon, so I will have little time to write or relax for that matter.
And about the one-shoot that is a great idea, if you ever write it, I would be glad to read it as soon as possible.
Well, we all knew that ever since it was announced it would not end well, however there was a tiny bit of hope that they would remake the project after all the outrage but It seems like this is not longer an option. In any event, I am not going to give you any new info about BoF 6, because it is just painful to read about about all those things crapcom is doing wrong.
Good luck with the story and work of course.
With regards,
Ediros.
Oh and a small little comment.
Recently I have found Breath of Fire 3's ending song titled: Pure again. It has got great lyrics and it BoF feel although It may not suit everyone tastes.
I suggest that you could put the link at end of one of the chapters or somewhere else, if you want to. I am not forcing you or anything.
Here is the link on the youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PhFZ3twzofs
By the way, I have found a picture, not a game of how Breath of Fire 6 could look if Crapcom wasn't a bunch of idiot morons. Why couldn't they do something like that is beyond me, but I guess this is what happens whan you focus 70% of your income on mobile games.
http://www.megapeliculasonline.net/f/Breath%20Of%20Fire%206/bWVkaWEudHVtYmxyLmNvbS80MDNjYWQ2Yjc3ZTcwYzQwNDg0NmEyZmJmYzU2YjRjNS90dW1ibHJfaW5saW5lX240Z2pnZDFXemUxcmkwNjV0LnBuZw==
Oh and a gallery for BoF series: http://fuckyeahbreathoffire.tumblr.com/post/127408139484/tuyoart-some-breath-of-fire-fanartz-from-the
Once a man asked me, what does a hero truly need? At the time I couldn't answer because there were so many of them it was too hard to choose one but in the end I did. He is name is Ryu and he has always been a dragon unlike any other, no matter what game he showed up at. This story is dedicated to them.
The bar was dark, the result of few candles that seemed like they could go out at any given moment. The tables were old, used to constant drunken brawls, too many drinks but they held together somehow. The chairs were is similar state as well as the rest of the building with its walls made out of stone. The only people inside, excluding barman who was cleaning another pitch glass, were sitting at a single table. There were five of them, all covered in dark robes with hoods. They sat like this for a couple of minutes, before one of them said:
„Well then, shall we begin?”Before he removed his hood and rest soon followed. All of the visitors were men with four of them with blue hair, while the exception had blonde hair. They were similar to each other yet very different at the same time.
„I hope there is a good reason, you brought us together here. I was planning on spending some quality time with Nina, so I hope it is important,” said the male with long blue hair and green eyes.
„Oh it certainly is, Ryu 2 because if it comes to the worst our lineage shall die with dishonor unlike any other,” said Ryu 1 before he continued,”As you gentleman know, Breath of Fire 6 was announced quite a while ago but just recently they have revealed both Ryu 6 and his brother who is also a protagonist.”
„Wait a second, does it mean that Ryu is not a protagonist, anymore? Then what is he?” asked Ryu 3 who had shorter than Ryu 1 and 2 and blue eyes.
„A plot device. Basically Capcom took my story and replaced Sara with Ryu so this time any casual that plays Breath of Fire can become a „dragon” and save his brother,” answered Ryu 1 as he glanced at the others.
Ryu with blond hair frowned, before ha said,” I knew their writing has been rather awful these couple of years, but at least they could have made it less generic or something. Although I assume that this is far from over as I can tell from the look on your face.”
„Unfortunately, it gets worse. Here, have a look at these photos I managed to get,” said Ryu as he presented series of photos. All them had pictures of a man with blue hair and eyes who was fighting with a younger male. The group looked at the photos with disgust as they contamplanted the male.
„Please don't tell me this is Ryu 6,” Ryu 3 pleaded as he glanced at the Ryu 1 who had a sad look on his face.”I knew it would be bad, but honeslty if you hadn't told me he is a male I wouldn't believe you.”
„I know right?” Ryu 4 said before he continued, „If this is how Ryu and the protagonist look then I would rather not look at the other races, anyone else agrees?” All the hands shoot up into the air, before he continued,” Okay then, so what's the plan?”
„We are going to kill both Ryu 6 and his brother that way, this game will cease to exist with both of the main characters dead,” answered Ryu 1 but he was surprised to see that the others did not share his enthusiasm.
„I have to disagree, ancestor,” said Ryu 3 before he continued, „Killing him will lead to us being forgotten forever and I would rather not die like this. In any event I have got better idea, how about we teach Capcom a lesson and defeat all of those imitations, without killing them. That way we will prove that we are and have always been better.”
„I like that idea,” said Ryu 4 while the others agreed. „It is settled then let's go kick some ass!” He shouted before they run of the tavern, leaving the door open.
„Humph, kids these days, I tell. Here have another drink,” he said before he put a mug of beer in front of the guest.
„Thanks, well good luck to them, I hope they won't end up as me,” said the guest before looked into a glass where he saw megaman, before he drunk it all.
***
„No... we can't lose like this,” said Ryu 1 as he held his boomerang sword although barely. The others did not fare well either, they had numerous cuts and bruises and wouldn't be able to fight much longer. In the end they stood no chance against the company that sent all their resources to kill them for good.
„Buaahhahahah, I knew it! YOU ARE A RELIC OF A HISTORY,” Capcom executive said as he stomped on Ryu 6 back, who howled in pain.” In the end the bad guys always win, don't they? Now … to finish you of!”
Then the light shone from the sky and pillar of light appeared, leaving in its wake a heroes that even Capcom couldn't ignore. Yuu narukami, Digimon, Pokemon, Mario all of them came today to end his reign. They focused all their powers and unleshed them on the executive.
He screamed in pain, „Mobile games are the future!” before he died.
THE END
PS: That was fun to write, although it is shitty as hell, but I had a mood so I did it. Have a nice day, Laze Around.
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