Dawn of a Hybrid
A TALE OF A HYBRID
DAWN OF A HYBRID
RYAN JOHNSON
DAWN OF A HYBRID. Test copyright © 2019 by Ryan Johnson
Map done by Najla Kay
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Johnson, Ryan
Dawn of a hybrid / by Ryan Johnson
(A Tale of a Human Dragon Hybrid; 1)
Self-published, 1st edition
ISBN: 9781070174679 (Paperback)
Summery: A lonely hybrid embarks on an adventure that will change the course of his life and the fate of two islands.
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Legend 6: The Warrior of Dust
Legend 7: The Elemental Warriors
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DAWN OF A HYBRID
This book is for all those people,
Who have felt like outsiders to their friends and family
CONTENTS
Prologue: A Story Told
Life In A Village
A Human Dragon Hybrid
A Sudden Attack
A Celibration For A Hybrid
A Famous Hybrid
On The Shorelines
Looming Threats
Strange Enemies Among Enemies
Training With A Sword
A Piece Of Cloth Again
A Meeting Of Creatures
Dealing With A Siren And Royalty
Six Companions
Unexpected Events
Needing To Leave
Settling Down
Walking In The Mountains
Traveling With Unexpected Animals
A Piper And A Trio Of Witches
Into The Swamps
Fog Of Hallucinations
Moving Out Again
A Dreadful Village
A Path Of The Castle
A Castle, A Princess, And An Ice Dragon
A Narrow Escape
A Regroup
Finding Armor In A Cave
A Great Loss
The Five-Headed Dragon
A Knight’s Passing
A Brighter Future
Tests With New Powers And Travel Back South
Two Weeks Later
About The Author
PROLOGUE: A STORY TOLD
I
t was believed three gods had created the lands: valleys, mountainsides, hills, deserts, lakes, rivers, and living creatures. It was believed two of the gods took shape of human deities: one a man and the other a woman. While the third assumed the form of a great winged, four-legged dragon to balance out the male god and the female goddess. The female goddess was called Adelpha, Goddess of life, beauty, wisdom, and purity; and the male god was called Origenes, God of death, ugliness, hatred, and ignorance. The dragon god never took a name, since it was believed not to have a gender. Its entire purpose simply to keep Adelpha and Origenes in balance and under control at all times. The dragon god was believed to be made of glowing, precious crystals and was dubbed the Crystal Dragon.
It was these three that created long ancient, forgotten lands with creatures that once desired long life and immortality: the Titans, the first living creatures in ancient forgotten lands in an age known as the First Generation of Living Life. The Titans, which were gigantic creatures that took many forms and lived in mountains or waters, were the first creations of the three gods to roam a long, forgotten land.
The Titans were ruled freely and wondrously at first. Adjusting to the light they were made beneath and the air they breathed in, the Titans’ curiosity for life made them wonder what the future was holding for them and they grew a desire to build a foundation for future generations to thrive.
However, little did they know why they were created or understand what their purpose in life was. So they turned to the gods for help and the three gods helped them grow to understand what the meaning of life was.
It was the gods’ giving knowledge that suddenly changed the Titans’ understanding of life and they learned to desire something even greater: immortality. The Titans wanted to become powerful gods themselves. The Titans also wanted unlimited amounts of power and knowledge. The Titans wanted to play at being gods and make other creations of their design.
The gods saw this as a great nuisance and refused the Titans to have such power and knowledge that would only lead to certain destruction. The gods made the Titans live their lives as mortals and to learn to understand what everything around them was.
The Titans were outraged by this news and rebelled against the gods. Hundreds of Titans fought against the gods and many were easily cast down. The created rebelled against the creators, the deities that gave Titans mortal life but not the reasoning to understand how to live.
For centuries of torment and raging, the Titans and the gods have fought hard and long. The end of the war between the Titans and the gods meant the end of the First Generation of Life. The gods saw there was no hope for the Titans and decided to cast them down.
The gods sent down an asteroid to the lands the Titans were living upon and destroyed what they had made. But instead of killing their own creations they considered to be their children, they imprisoned them; the asteroid submerged into the seas and drowned the entirety of the lands and the Titans.
After the asteroid came crashing down upon the Titans and their earthly home, the gods created an impenetrable barrier around the Titans, cursing them to be forever imprisoned in a great, dark abyss of the plundering oceans.
After the destruction of the First Generation, its lands, and the imprisonment of the Titans, a new age came into creation: the Second Generation of Living Life, but with the new age came a new disastrous threat.
At first, there was the light of the sun brightening many valleys, mountains, and roaming hills bathed in plants and trees of vibrant greens. Animals and people roamed around the lands freely and many more creatures of myth joined the people and animals. Centaurs, Dragons, Faeries, Griffins, Merpeople, Pegasi, Sea Serpents, and Unicorns thrived alongside people and animals. Peace reigned over the lands, and the creatures shared the lands with each other, regardless of what species they were.
The newly created land these creatures lived in was called Pangaea. The creatures living on Pangaea had been living better and smarter lives than the Titans did, thriving better than ever.
However, where there was Light, there was always a Shadow dwelling near. There was a dreadful, thundering darkness clouding throughout the lands and covering the brightness of the sun. Crimson lightning blasted across the entire sky and dozens of purple lightning bolts flashed under the black clouds soaring overhead.
A great, unknown shadow had draped over Pangaea unexpectedly. One day there was a brightness covering the land in a prosperous peace and the next day there was a darkness creating a dreaded, fearing torment.
The animals, creatures, and the people went from free races to a captured people clamped in chains. Many tried to escape these heavy chains restrained around their necks, legs, wrists, and sometimes tails.
This looming threat had spread t
hroughout the lands of Pangaea like a virus, an infection waiting for the right moment to divide and conquer. While everyone was distracted, the infection would spread with great ease with little to no resistance. Very few people had ever come face-to-face with the threat itself and could not survive even a few seconds of laying their eyes upon the target trying to take away their precious Pangaea.
This threat was a being that was neither human nor a creature of the living. It didn’t have a physical body; it was a spirit of Shadow. A tormenting spirit created as a ghostly image of an unruly creation meant for a different purpose than having dominion over all physical lifeforms.
Very few knew what the spirit’s true form was and even less knew what the spirit’s face was. It was a mysterious, evil, nasty spirit that sometimes took the form of a black cloud, a fog-like ghost flying, lurking, and spying on unoccupied people or animals.
Now that the animals, creatures of myth, and humans had all been captured beneath the iron foot of this blazing spirit of darkness, there was no resistance to overwhelm this dooming threat controlling the lives of all the enslaved races.
“These miserable beings are now under my control and these lands of Pangaea are beneath my Shadow of darkness,” the Spirit proclaimed. “The age of Light is over; the age of Shadow had come.” The spirit then took a physical form for itself and sat atop a large throne of skulls and bones built atop a black-burnt hill, overlooking his fiery, tormented, dark clouded kingdom. The body he took was draped in black armor with a helmet, concealing his identity from all his chained, enslaved prisoners.
However, as he captured even the last of freed animals of rabbits and raccoons, a ray of light suddenly appeared from the dark clouds swirling overhead.
The spirit’s sudden darkness had been abrogated by another cosmic force that could fight against the strong, evil Spirit of Shadow.
“What source of magic is this?” the Spirit shouted.
“Not magic, Spirit of Shadow,” said a voice from the rays of light blooming from the evil clouds. “This is true power and it is greater than magic.”
Then the shape of a large beast with two massive wings, four bent musical legs, a slithering tail, a neck with a lizard-like head, and scales that shined like the sun’s light soared down from the light, descending upon the evil spirit ruling over the ruined, infested lands.
The Crystal Dragon!
The Spirit was angered by the sudden appearance of the Crystal Dragon from the skies above the clouds. The Spirit had a resisting obstacle repelling its dark will. There was no way the Spirit could win against a god.
“You dare rule over Pangaea which I and the two other gods have created?” asked the Crystal Dragon. “You’re just like the first natural beings we created: the Titans; they are the creations of the First Generation of the Living Life. You follow in their footsteps and you bring another age of darkness and dread into this Mortal Realm, and once again the gods will intervene. There is no place for us deities to rule and have dominion over the world of the physical.”
The dark Spirit stood up before the Crystal Dragon “I’d say otherwise, false god, these living creatures need some guidance of how to live their pathetic lives. So I’m doing them a favor of showing them how to live.”
“By forcing them into heavy chains they know they cannot carry within inches of walking?”
“Call it tough love, Crystal Dragon. Now go back to your home world in the stars! I already claimed this land for my own. Find a different world to rule and conquer because I have already commandeered these lands.”
The Crystal Dragon flapped his wings together and sent out a shockwave toward the evil spirit, splitting the throne behind the spirit in half. “No! You will give up your power and release these creatures from their chains. Then I will go someplace else to rule or conquer.”
The dark Spirit gave a few pouts and shouts as like a spoiled child. In a single wave of his hand, a long scythe appeared in his hand. “I will not give up my power to a beast that thinks is greater than me. No, I am above all, even the gods. All of the gods will come to fear me, for I am… Lusìvar.”
Lusìvar rose high above the ground and floated in the air without any wings. The Spirit clamped in armor and concealed identity was ready to fight against an immortal object. Lusìvar hoped he would cast down the creature before him and become a god himself, able to rule the mortal creatures without contest. “I am Lusìvar, the true ruler of the living. Everything I desire is what I shall have,” he proclaimed. “And those who stand in my way will be cast down into the depths of the sea’s core and left to rot in the cold mud.”
“Not if I have anything to say about it, Lusìvar,” said the Crystal Dragon.
Lusìvar swung his weapon at the dragon at an incredible speed. The Crystal Dragon grabbed Lusìvar’s weapon and dragged from the evil spirit’s hands with great ease.
However, Lusìvar made another from a nearby floating cloud, exactly the same as the one he just lost. “In this realm, resources are limitless. Unlike the Titans, I found the meaning in life and the reasoning to live my own life. These new creatures you created need guidance before they can walk on their own, and I’ll guide them toward their future.”
“In the Mortal Realm, the breathing creatures must evolve, grow, and thrive without a supernatural being telling them what do to,” said the Crystal Dragon. “You must let them go and let them do as they wish.”
“I’ll never let them go or release them from their chains. I’ve been ruling the Second Generation for four thousand years now and I’ll be ruling until their brains evolve enough for them figure out how to break from their chains and go free.”
The Crystal Dragon grunted at Lusìvar’s statement. The dragon god wasn’t going to have an evil Spirit rule over the creations he and the two other gods created. Instead of a peaceful solution the Crystal Dragon was hoping for, he was going have to remove the dark spirit Lusìvar by force and cast him where the other Titans had been imprisoned.
The great fight of the new Generation had started and lasted as long as it did with the Titans. The Crystal Dragon and Lusìvar battled high in the dark-clouded sky. Many chained creatures and humans watched the two powerful beings battling for the Living.
After some fierce fighting, Lusìvar found an opening on the Crystal Dragon and struck the dragon god’s belly. “It’s over, dragon god, yield before your new godly king,” said Lusìvar.
The dragon stood emotionlessly. His opponent thinking he had the advantage over the dragon god. “You underestimate the power of the Three Gods and your own power that lies beneath ours, runt.” The dragon god whipped his tail around his opponent.
Lusìvar was pushed back and floated higher in the sky. He didn’t have enough time to remove his scythe from the dragon. The Spirit pressed his hands together and made a long spear with a snake-fang blade swirled with thinly, curved ax blades.
The dragon god removed the impaled weapon dug into its belly with a single finger. The weapon faded like a cloud evaporating into the air. The dragon god rose higher to fight again with the dark Spirit, Lusìvar. Its wings flapped softly as it slowly rising higher from the solid ground.
“You forget I am a god of creations, Spirit of Shadow,” said the Crystal Dragon. “I am one of Three Gods that created everything to be mortal, including you. You’re overlapping your power against my brethren. You’ve forgotten we created you and the other celestial beings to watch over the less, smaller beings to grow and prosper and multiply. Yet, you and the other rose against our will and enslaved the creatures you were designed to protect. You not only have taken arms against the gods, against me, but you turned your back against your own brethren. You have abused others and you abused your own power in which I gave you, devil of Shadows. Now I’m going to relieve you of your power and punish you to wonder your days as a mortal being.”
Lusìvar regathered his tracks and repositioned to a higher angle to attack above the dragon god. Th
e dementing Spirit had not thought that the Crystal Dragon was powerful enough to withstand his might, but Lusìvar still remained sure that he would strike down the mighty god and make himself the ruler of the gods.
The Crystal Dragon could see right through the evil spirit’s mind, thinking that the spirit could be turned into a god. But gods, being neither living nor dead, without a created beginning or a deathly end, could not be cast down by any means. They were immortal and had no end.
The Crystal Dragon remembered every creation and living creature he, Adelpha, and Origenes had created. Lusìvar was not one of his creations.
Lusìvar was among the mortal beings the Crystal Dragon had created; the mortal body made for mortal beings and the ghost by the gods’ hands. Now Lusìvar had achieved becoming a dominant celestial being. His only wish now was to achieve rule over the Mortal Realm.
Both fighters wanted something for the Mortal Realm. One wanted the light shining upon the mortals and the other wanted the darkness to blind them.
Again Lusìvar and the Crystal Dragon battled, Lusìvar trying to slice through the dragon god’s spiritual body, but to no avail. Any weapon Lusìvar possessed would go right through the Crystal Dragon’s divine form.
“As you can see, Spirit of Shadow,” said the Crystal Dragon, “I am a god and cannot be beaten. The Titans couldn’t defeat the three gods, and you can’t. Just give up this pointless fight and accept what you are.”
Lusìvar howled a loud grunt. “I will not bow to any gods or upper beings of creations. I am the true ruler of the living and the dead. I will take any means necessary to stay in power, even if I have to be cast down with the Titans you imprisoned long before the Second Generation of the Living Life.” Then Lusìvar’s black armor started to puff smoke and took the form of another creature.
The smoke grew into a giant, foggy figure. As it grew to the same size as the Crystal Dragon, the god himself knew Lusìvar was turning into a dragon. Thinking that to take out a god, he needed to take the same form as the god.