High above the mortal realm, in the heavens, a blonde archangel can be seen telling a story with shadow puppets.

"Now I will tell you, the strongest and most trusted angels within the heavenly realm, the tale of how we defeated the draconic horde oh so long ago." The archangel started as another Angel interrupted. "Excuse me, Lord Michael, sir... Weren't the dragons sealed away into sacred years by God?" The inquisitive angel said anxiously and nervously.

Archangel Michael gave a small grin, before manipulating the shadows and beginning to tell a story.

"A long, long, long, time ago. long before humanity was created, their existed a great horde of dragons, but they were not ordinary dragons, or even heavenly dragons like the red and white dragons respectively. No, my friends... These were the primal dragons." Michael started to laugh whimsically as the shadows morphed into a horde of millions maybe even billions of monstrous dragons.

"Being born of unknown origin, ancient and powerful. They emerged from the darkness of the universe when God created light. They watched hungrily as God created the universe, enviously of the father's power and light." The shadows suddenly morphed into thousands of terrifying monstrous faces.

Michael then continued the story. "One day, the primal dragons made their move. They attacked God and the heavens, seeking to devour and destroy all which opposed to them. God and his angels tried everything, but it was no use, for the horde of beasts had one advantage which could not be understated or underestimated."

The shadows morphed once more to Sharp spikes adorning dragon's bodies.

"They had scales, scales so unexplainably powerful and durable, that they prevented even the powers of death from harming them. Even the father could not even scratch their scales..."

the shadows immediately shifted into a single dragon, surrounded by thousands of monstrous dragon faces.

"One day however, a great blessing came to the heavens... In the form of one of these primal dragons. But this primal Dragon was different, for it was without scales, without the endless pride and arrogance of its kind."

Michael then started to laugh once more, as if he was reminiscing, before immediately going back to the story.

"This Dragon was shunned by its brethren, for without scales, it was mortal, susceptible to injury and pain... The other primal dragons constantly tortured and avoided it. Eventually, even tricking and abandoning the lone dragon on the other side of the universe."

The shadows emerged once more, depicting a humanoid holding hands with the dragon.

"The lone dragon, eventually sought out companionship from outside sources. Eventually, the lone dragon began to talk to and interact with god himself. Slowly growing a close relationship with one another."

The shadows changed once more, now transforming into a ever-shifting swirling picture which could not be defined by shape or logic.

"Overtime, eventually seeing God as more of a family member then its own brethren, The Scaleless Dragon told God a great secret, this was the fact that the scaled primal dragons could be harmed with mysterious power."

The shadows soon morphed once more to an image of the lone dragon waving its hand against thousands of billions of monstrous faces, just before the horde of monstrous faces immediately turned into a horde of terrified ones.

"Using this mysterious power, The Scaleless Dragon soon gained the fear and respect of its species, before immediately showcasing this mysterious power to great effect."

The shadow then immediately turned into the image of billions of Dead skeletons and skulls laying across a wasteland.

"One by one, the primal dragons had died out, their invincible and impenetrable scales were now useless against their own destruction by one of their own... But on the other side of the battlefield, the heavens rejoiced, God chuckled in amazement of his friends power and kindness in defeating the others."

The shadows changed to a picture of God bowing in respect to The Scaleless One.

"For doing a great Justice and favor for God and the heavens, The Scaleless One was granted gifts and titles aplenty as just reward for their great deed. Many of its titles are great in their own right, but none more than it's most crowning of them all."

Suddenly the shadows rose up and transformed into a stained glass mural depicting a scaleless, pale dragon with fae wings.

(Do not laugh, this was quite literally the only picture of Seath I could find with legs, I know it's not that good, but it is quite literally the only one I could find with legs.

I know he's not supposed to have legs, but couldn't someone, at least one other artist replace the weird tentacle legs with normal ones? Just once?!?!)

"For this great title was none other than, The Pale Heavenly Dragon, gifted The Principles of Sorcery by God, Seath... The dragon was even made honorary Seraphim."

The mural immediately broke apart and transformed into a question mark made of stained glass.

"Sadly however, ever since that day, oh so long ago... Seath secluded itself to an unknown region on the mortal world... Many of us wonder if our savior even existed... But those who were there, will never forget the kindness one of our own enemies gave us." Michael finished as he looked up and gave a huge smile.
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Meanwhile deep below the surface of the Earth, deep in caverns and unexplored, a castle can be found.

Deep within Castle you can hear humming.

But after the humming, a voice can be heard seemingly talking to themselves. "Let's see, new magic creation attempt #49,311,466,257, I am attempting to merge the three following magic types, sand, wind and compression. I have already mixed these three elements together in various ways, today I will be trying the reboundance method I used for soul experiments #348,987,115. To #9,672,582,774." The voice said as a small clicking noise could be heard.

And then almost immediately after, a large explosion happened. "Recording my findings, it appears that experiment #49,311,466,257 is a failure, while trying to create something akin to implosion magic, I accidentally had created a miniature black hole, even then it was to unstable and briefly collapsed in a explosion." The voice spoke once more before another clicking sound could be heard.

Eventually we see the figure of this person in the middle of a ginormous room conducting experiments.

This is the legendary dragon of sorcery, Seath. Despite his looks however, he is a male.

(He finds it funny how over the years many people mistook his bones, which stretched out farther than a human's, as breasts.)

Suddenly a creature runs into the room, looking like a massive hunk of crystal.

"986, wonderful to see you. Tell me, what brings you to my magic experimentation laboratory?" Seath asked the golem, which then (by using sign language and interpretive dancing.) Explained to the Dragon that he hadn't been out of the castle since the first humans came along.

The pale dragon looked down upon his hands and give a small sigh. "All right fine 986, if you wish then I will move the castle to the surface." Seath spoke as he then spun his finger around and pointed at the castle floor. "Displacement." Suddenly the castle and everything in it, except for Seath, instantly disappeared as the dragon then spoke again. "Space" he said as he instantly teleported into a forest on the surface.

The dragon gave a small smile before then speaking once more. "Placement." Seath whispered while pointing at the ground as is Castle and everything in it instantly appeared right there. "Cloak" the dragon spoke once more as the castle instantly transformed into a tiny cottage.
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Once the whole integration process had finished, Seath prepared to greet the world after so long.

The primal dragon raised his hand as suddenly beams of light appeared in the sky, seemingly connecting the Stars into pictures, then with the twist of his wrist, the dragon manipulated the Stars into ornate and beautiful patterns, displaying a show of cosmic beauty unmatched.

But as the primal dragon spun the stars into shapes and pictures most beautiful, a certain redhead looked upon the stars with want and desire...

End of chapter.

Author's secrets:

-Seath the dragon of sorcery, is the creator of all magic, capable of creating brand new spells by merging others together, even able to use various magic types to mimic and surpass bloodline abilities.