A desolate realm with dark skies and hard black rocky ground, was populated by dragons of different sizes and colors. Their intimidating draconic cries pierced the air as they soared magnificently.
While this went on, some of the strongest stood in a circle breathing flames and frost at one sole being in their midst.
When they finally stopped, the flames slowly died down, revealing a beautiful pale skinned girl lying stark naked on the ground.
Her entire body had reverted back to normal but her hair had changed. It now had a dark crimson hue.
It was sprawled on the ground like blood as she lay on the ground, with a peaceful expression as one that was long dead.
A few seconds passed, some dragons approached, those flying landed, covering the vast land with winged, thick scaled creatures. While all the dragons came down, two of them larger than the Boeing 747-8 aircraft, remained far above the clouds, yet their shadows loomed above the landmass.
Their glowing eyes, larger than a grown man’s head, were fixed on this fragile looking human girl who had undergone the baptism of dragonfire.
She had succeeded in the first part, which was enduring the flames and frost, she had succeeded in the second, which was absorbing the flames and frost but now the third and final part was here, awakening with the mark of the mother of dragons.
Only those that had the potential of bringing them back to the world of the flesh were elected for this esteemed position.
In that tense moment, Isolde’s eyelids flew open, revealing a pair of glowing draconic eyes.
She gasped, her body jerking as life flooded her soul once more but this life was born of fire and ice. As she rose to her feet, all the dragons bowed their heads and their thoughts and desires flooded her mind.
***
A pair of ocean blue eyes opened to see the huge petrified door. Godfrey pursed his lips. Every time he went to sleep, his soul would come here in expectation.
With a heavy sigh, he sat on the floor, leaning against a pillar so he could face the door. Solstice footstep made him glance at the general from the corner of his eyes.
"You can take my throne, my prince." Solstice offered but Godfrey shook his head.
"I’m quite comfortable right here." He smiled softly.
Solstice walked to his side, unsheathed his swords, sat on the floor and dropped the swords by his sides.
Godfrey looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "I rarely ask but you’ve seen my world. So how’s yours?"
Solstice looked up. "It’s too different to compare with yours but I do admit that people of this world are quite weak overall. Both in body and mind."
"That observant huh?" Godfrey chuckled.
"But... from them comes people like you." Solstice added.
Before Godfrey could reply, rumbling sounds fell into his ears. He turned and saw the stone surface of the door breaking off and falling to the ground. The golden door behind was finally revealed as every single piece fell off.
Godfrey quickly got to his feet, made his way to the door and pushed it open. The door swung inward, revealing a narrow hallway.
On the left and right ends of the hallway were columns with the heads of different dragons.
At the end of the hallway was another door but there was a stone monument with ancient texts engraved.
This was one of the few that Godfrey could interpret by default. He knew it stated the information of the knight behind the door.
Name: Mother of Dragons/ Knight General of the Golden Order
Type: Unknown
Tier: 25.0
Potential: 30.1
Description: [A soul who refused death, was baptized by the essence of dragons and resurrected as the mother of the near extinct dragon race. This knight is a queen on a broken throne, an anomaly that should not be alive but exists by the unknown King’s will. Can control her spear with her mind. Master of the spear. In Black-Out State, this general gains immense strength, beyond the average knight in Black-Out and is able to summon as many dragons as she desires.]
’This is Isolde?! Those tiers are insane.’ Godfrey gasped visibly as he squatted to read the crimson text below.
Next Tiers;
Paragon Tier: 25.0 - 28.0
Progenitor Tier: 28.1 - 32.5
Titled God: 32.6 - 40.0
His eyes narrowed. This ranking made him understand Isolde had the potential of a top level Progenitor and at her base state, she was already a paragon.
A paragon!
He rose to his feet and pushed the door open. As both doors went inward, a well lit broad rectangular hall reflected in his eyes and at the end of the hall was a dais on which a stone throne sat.

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