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Camelot.
Timothy and Arthur stood before the ruined capital. The Spirit Divine Tree, the Guardian of Camelot's Fantasy Realm, Avalon, burned as divine flames of gold and red spread across its form.
The giant guardian, completely taken over by a mysterious entity from beyond the stars, trembled in agony and screamed loudly. A distorted woman's scream echoed from within.
"W-What is that?!" Arthur gasped, holding onto his wounded sister. Every other member of his family stood close to him or lay unconscious on the floor. He had never seen such a gigantic being before… or rather, not one that was not Louis.
"That's… Uh, I guess that's help," Timothy muttered, smiling in disbelief at the sight. "Yeah… holy shit."
What they were all witnessing was a god among gods, a dragon among dragons, a King of his species. An incredibly powerful being born from the Fire Dragon Family, he wielded the strongest flames, Origin Flames, capable of returning everything to nothing.
