There once was a young red and yellow fire dragon. He was just several years old, maybe even a hatchling. His parents loved him very dearly, and named him Apollus, to be shining like the sun, and a victor. When Apollus was young, he would often times wander into the woods, and fight off little bugs. He had a brave young heart, yearning for adventure and excitement
As he grew older, Apollus began his training to be a Sword fighter. His father made him a shining silver sword, imbued with his father, and mother's love. They told him, "Let us always be with you, in your heart, and mind. We shall fight with you, son."The day for departure came upon Apollus, he spread his wings, and took flight from the forest and mountains he once called home. His parents were smiling as he left to continue his righteous journey.
With his sword in hand, he fought many brave battles. Some against evil monsters, shadows, the wicked. A mystic told him, "Beware, a great evil is arising, you must be ready young