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Life on Planet Torva wasn’t what you would expect it to be. Though a race of warriors years of living united had made war a distant memory. The Nightshade’s were a well-known family of warriors for the accomplishments made during the great wars on Torva—Aric Nightshade was trying to live up to his family’s name. Young Aric did everything he could to make his father (Seth Nightshade) proud of him and for a time he truly believed his father was. As he grew older he wanted more though. Then one day and surprise attack was launched on their planet from an unknown enemy. Still quite young Aric wanted to assist his father in battle but was told to stay and watch over Hazel and his mother to keep them safe. Quite frankly he thought that was some bullsh*t. The battle that would take their planet from them didn’t even last a day. However, Seth had made it back to his family, and returned with the surviving Torvians. His efforts on the field of battle had made Seth the greatest Torvians that day—their hero—their leader. Evacuating who they could from the planet the Torvians left their planet with the taste of defeat on their tongues and bitterness in their hearts—it only got worse. The longer it took for them to find a new home the more desperate their people became. Aric and his sister grew older on their journey for a new home and incidentally found one once both of them had reached their majority—Planet Ergo. Everything about the planet reminded the people of a young undeveloped planet Torva. The only problem was Planet Ergo was already occupied, but the Torvians had been looking for too long to let something like natives get in their way. At first even with a very strained alliance the Torvians and Ergon’s lived together, well not really together. Torvians had their land and Ergon’s had there’s—an imaginary line dividing their lands. Though the Torvians didn’t want it everyone knew they were on the brink of war; all the military drilling didn't help either. Just the thought that one day we would kill them or they would come for us and our families created hatred between the two. Even with the treaty between the two small acts of aggression happened often— crossing into each other’s and causing all kinds of havoc. With damage being so minor both decided to turn a blind eye to avoid all-out war. Then one Ergon went too far. Crossing over into Torvians territory and Ergon had snuck into the Nightshade Kingdom and stolen a family heirloom. Furious Seth at first wanted to send an army but seeing a chance to shine Aric had asked to be sent alone into Ergon territory. Trusting his son Seth let him embark on his own—no one knowing this was another step towards war.

Aric being an adept tracker and fighter found the Ergon and fought him for the heirloom. With orders not to kill the thief Aric held back and the fight went on for a few hours. Perhaps it was the sound of battle that had awakened the storm dragon. A blinding silver-white and golden dragon swooped from the skies measuring the both of them. Not too long after a storm had started—lightening seeming to target the two men. Aric proved luckier than the Ergon. Watching the man literally barbequed by the dragon Aric did the smartest thing he could think of, he fled. He had heard of the dragons before and that the treaty clearly stated they were not to be harmed; yet here he was running from one that seemed to want nothing more than to roast him like it did the Ergon. Aric had only two choices—run and die or stand and fight. Using his surroundings as he was taught Aric fought with the dragon on and off for days until finally the beast began to tire. Seeing an opening Aric went for the finishing blow splitting the dragons belly open and laying its warm insides to the ground. Worn out from the long travel and constant battle with the urgency of the situation gone Aric fainted in the blood of the Ancient Dragons.

Waking up back in the Kingdom with the heirloom returned Aric wasn’t really sure what to expect—for them to be grateful. Instead his father was furious. Everyone had seen the giant dead carcass of the beast and it had been reported as Torvians had violated the treaty. With angry Ergon's attacking the Torvians Seth knew the only course now was all out war. It had begun. The war had been bloody for both sides—both feeling they had been wronged—yet it was Torvians who would have victory. They wanted to celebrate their victory of course. Though no one wanted to admit it the Torvians were happy they had conquered the Ergon’s and now could truly call the planet their own, but it wasn’t over. On the night of the victory the Torvians had been put under a curse by a powerful Ergon Priestess. All of the blood thirsty Torvians would become savage, aggressive, and corrupt. Some Torvians did not display the full blown animalistic behavior. The King was a great example. While he himself had not gone on an all-out killing spree he began to work more on his military then diplomacy. The Ergon’s were shown no mercy and enslaved. Hazel tried to talk to Aric about what was happening around them but Aric was preoccupied with finding out what was happening to him. He began to feel like he was a part of something much bigger than just himself. When he was angry thunder storms would erupt out of nowhere—when he was depressed it would pour down rain. It could have all be a coincidence really. Then he noticed his jet black hair began to turn white slowly—white like the storm dragon. It wasn’t until his father had told him about the powers the Ergon’s received from drinking a dragon’s blood that he realized what had happened to him. As hard as it was to believe he had acquired the power of the dragon. When his father found out that even a Torvians could acquire the powers of a dragon he went mad with the idea he too could have the power of a dragon. The discovery led to genocide. At first Aric didn’t mind the idea of a super powered race—even though he wasn’t king yet he would be soon—then it would all be his super powered empire. It wasn’t until the disappearance of his sister he began to question himself—to question his race and what they had become. Yet, at the same time he wasn’t sure he could afford to care.