Dragon Genesis: I Can Create Dragons Novels & Stories

The metal is freezing, and I can feel my body heat sapping away, along with my energy. My dragon growls furiously in my mind and sends fire running through my skin where it touches the chains. I feel it warm the metal momentarily before it becomes cold again. Cold Iron was also created to stay a cold temperature, it is nearly impossible to heat above negative fifteen degrees Celsius. I have no idea how it was ever created to be that way, but I do know that this entire room is made of it. This confinement and lack of energy is making my dragon angry, and that is never a good thing. There are four classes of dragons, fire, water, earth, and air. Each type has its own subclasses, each named aft

Infinite yet indefinable, it sought to bring some order to the chaos of its being. For reasons no mortal can comprehend, utilizing the substance and energy of the cosmos itself, life was brought into the universe in the form of Dragons. Formed from the essence of the stars, and the primordial matter and energy that is at the heart of all life. Giant beings, there were only two in this beginning of time. As the essence of existence has two components, opposite yet complementary to one another, so were the Dragons made male and female, in order to maintain the balance that holds the fabric of reality together. Equal and opposite, yet incomplete without the other.

Yrian said smilingly, “I have an Eight-Star Combat Power. However, it’s because of my identity.” James asked curiously, “What’s your identity?” Yrian smiled and replied, “I’m Yrian Zvecha, but I am also the Zvecha Dragon, the first Divine Dragon to exist before these worlds formed.” ‘Another being that existed way before our worlds? Are there that many mysterious beings hidden in the different corners of our worlds?’ James looked at him in shock.

Wynter giggled. We ate breakfast and Wynter seemed like himself. Echo slept a lot and Abeloth said that’s what baby dragons needed to do, they grew when they slept. I had called the Elders of Florida to inform them that Wynter had merged with his dragon and they outright laughed at me.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

But somehow, what was created were creatures similar to Wyverns, of the same race as dragons. If he used the bodies of Axias Euclase or his son, Ezekiel Euclase, mixed with the potion he had from extracting the genetics of Arun Euclase, would it be possible to create a real dragon? A sinister smile appeared on Ethan's face. "Let's see..." . . .

When Perun obtained his creation to the third planet, he forged by himself what he called Earth, he still feels empty to see fractions of mountains, animals, cliffs, seas, caves, surfaces, and glaciers in his naked eyes. They won't last nor be preserved if only Adamah and Eeva will rule the realms he created so he decided to formulate his first guardians of the territories and treasures which can protect and defend them and he called them, Dragons.

Jenny took a step back, her voice trembling as she whispered, “They don’t belong to anyone. They’re my world!” Suddenly, her voice cracked as she shouted, “You destroyed me once, and I swore I wouldn’t let you destroy what’s left!” She struggled to free herself, but Dragon’s strength held her captive. The closer he came, the faster her heart raced, her breath quickening. Finally, he let her go and gazed at her with intense longing. Jenny stood silently, words caught in her throat. At last, she forced them out, yelling, “Stop playing games with me, Dragon!”

"I can't hold her, even with your help." "How is this possible, Thalan." An elderly moon drakaina demands from a dark corner. "She's just one dragon." "She isn't one, she is all," he corrects the councilmember. "A universal dragon and a shadow walker both. A primordial dragon. A void dancer. Like her namesake." What was it that he had said about Carnelia the Great? When he showed me the pretty book full of pictures of the moon? Thalan told me that Carnelia could create worlds with her mind and call the void itself to be her lover. It was her deep love and great power from which the first dragons were formed--creatures who are the physical manifestations of her love and her will.