Hark my friend: for an ancient tale I tell. It is written that five mighty Emperors will die And their ancient palaces will a furious being. Nine kingdoms will unite under one hand. A roaring sea beneath the earth; a churning lake of sour tears. One black raven for every wind will tear the crystal eyes. Now, as the final night proudly enrobes the land, A whisper is heard in the sky... Awaken the Dragon.
As I stood here at the break of eternity the planets realined to hide the sun. The moon was red and the sky turns black - the Dragon roared in rage. And I was silent, waiting for a sign, but on the ninth day the earth did not open. There was thunder but no rain - the Dragon howled five names. Seven prophets without faces hiding behind the ancient hills. Fourteen and two servants a lined at their side - the Dragon's eye ablaze. Finally, an eclipse. Voices muttering ancient tongues. Beast long dead, had rearisen awaken the mighty Dragon. On the twenty-third day, a mighty earthquake shook the soil. From each wind came four riders to rob the Dragon's slumber. The world had reached the final stage. Among the stars; the Dragon's breath invoked a mighty storm. Awaken the immortal Dragon - the emperor of time.