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Chapter 3 - Prologue

Ever since B.C. started, people began to gain natural powers that were later called "Elements." Everybody was born with one, so it was really common. There were three different types of Elements: Elemental, Natural, and Beast. Everyone used different Elements — some were for combat, and some couldn't be used for combat but had other uses instead. The Lost Key is the power source of the entire Land of Avangard, and it's the reason the people living in Avangard are born with Elements. It keeps the world alive and well — without it, destruction could follow. It's a very powerful key that can also be used as a weapon to destroy. The Lost Key was created at the center of the universe, then crash-landed on Earth after its long space journey. It crashed back when dinosaurs roamed the earth and stayed buried until it was found in B.C. by the first Celestianite Dragon, Vigilzante. Ever since the first Celestianite was born, it was the smartest of all creatures. When another Celestianite was born, they mated and produced two more. As more Celestianites appeared, the population grew. They took over the dinosaurs' land and waited until they died off, so they could keep the land for themselves and name it "Celestia." Celestia had the Golden Region, the Heavenly Spot, and the Enchanted Kingdom. That was until the Lost Key was used by Vigilzante to create all the Elemental Tribes, and the people who lived in them were called Elementalnites. For example, people who live in Scarletsville are called "Flamenites," and people who live in the Thunderstark Kingdom are called "Electronites." Since the Lost Key could grant wishes, it created 12 tribes on land and one in the sea — the Gadian Sea Kingdom. Then creatures like Zirixes and Uragas started to appear, and they settled in some of the tribes' lands if the environment suited them. People also began gaining beast-like characteristics representing their respective Elements, which was honestly clutch for survival. And boom — that's your intro to the world of Avangard.

10,000 Years Ago -

Through the Pyramids of Markilao, a blood-to-blood battle raged. The sandy wind howled from afar, and the gusts were fierce. Hurricanes roared across the land, tearing up trees and pyramids alike.

The sky was a blanket of gray, with no sun to shine — just a dark, lifeless zone. In the middle of the pyramids, the Celestianites and Lunaranites clashed again.

With their spears, they stabbed, slashed, and sliced each other without holding back. Both sides fired energy bullets and beams from their mouths, causing massive destruction.

Five Celestianites huddled behind a large, cracked stone pillar. One of them was Blightscaw, a top-ranked Celestianite soldier. He had tough white scales, a shiny gold belly, and shimmering golden horns and wings. His scales from head to tail were sharp and dangerous — he was the most serious fighter in the entire army.

Lunaranites fired lunar beams at the five behind the pillar, but each Celestianite had a Divine Arrow to fight back. Blightscaw peeked over the pillar and sniped one Lunaranite, then another teammate followed. They ducked back down to reload their arrows.

Blightscaw glanced at the Lost Key behind him and sighed.

"Alright, where am I even gonna put this thing?! Why was I chosen to hide it?!" he muttered, his scales sharpening.

One comrade raised an eyebrow at him. "You're chosen because you're the most impossible one to beat, right? You should be able to hide it safely, so we can buy enough time to use it in a few years. We don't want the Lunaranites to win again — they've done too much damage."

Another teammate peered over the pillar and sniped another Lunaranite. "Look, man, you've gotta do it. For the army, your family, the world!"

Blightscaw looked down at the key, and a confident snarl escaped him. He swiped the key from the ground with his claws, and the wind kicked up.

He flapped his wings and blasted into the air, heading toward the colossal, sand-colored pyramid in front of him. The wind howled, whipping up the sand into a raging dust storm.

Blightscaw flew through the thick brown storm, struggling as the dust blinded him. The wind got stronger, pushing the Lunaranites and Celestianites apart — and making it even worse for Blightscaw. He fought through it, but the more he tried to speed up, the weaker his wings became.

"YOU CAN DO THIS, BLIGHTSCAW!"

one of the Celestianites shouted, their voice cracking through the violent air.

As Blightscaw battled the storm, more Celestianites cheered him on. He looked down, a sorrowful expression on his face at first — but then his eyes hardened with determination. He turned back to the pyramid and pushed forward through the wind without hesitation.

The dust storm tried to drag him down, but Blightscaw shattered through the barrier, speeding upward through the swirling chaos. He finally reached the top of the pyramid, flying above it as the storm twisted into a tornado around him, his celestial energy blazing.

As the dust swirled violently and the ground trembled, Blightscaw quickly placed the key into a square-shaped structure made of the pyramid's sandy blocks.

The moment the key slid into place, a massive burst of white and yellow energy unleashed a shockwave across the entire Pyramids of Markilao, sending everyone scattering. Celestial energy crackled and surged around Blightscaw, the tornado roaring even stronger.

Blightscaw was now floating — not by his wings, but because the tornado lifted him. He began to radiate a blinding light that erupted into a massive ring-shaped explosion, ending the tornado's rampage.

And at the center of the square structure above the pyramid, there was… nothing.

The Lost Key had vanished.

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