Age
(#27124601)
Level 25 Imperial
Familiar
Spirit of Light
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Imperial
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
24.69 m
Wingspan
20.75 m
Weight
5695.83 kg
Genetics
Ivory
Crystal
Crystal
Yellow
Facet
Facet
Buttercup
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
117
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
70
INT
5
VIT
25
MND
5
Biography
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A G E
The Ancient General | The Vengeful Spirit | ENTJ   
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 P A S T
A hopeless soul among the hopeful. A lone wanderer, seeking forgiveness as much as revenge. It's the whole Clans fear whenever one of them perishes. They gather, they beg, they observe, claws digging tensely into the ground. Usually the corpse falls apart, the scales get loose, their pupils lose their glance. And eventually their bones become one with the earth. But sometimes it's different. Then the corpse bursts into flames as soon as the light vanishes out of the Dragons eyes. It's like their insides are being set aflame by the fire that burns inside them, originates from their lungs and lava melts through bones and flesh and scales until there is nothing left but ashes. Out of the ashes arises a spirit, barely visible, a golden glimmer, a tiny glimpse of what the Dragon once was and what it would become in a future life. Outsiders would call it a miracle, a spectacular process, something worth seeing, experiencing, though the Clan knew it better. Age is about to be seek them out once again. An ancient Dragon, a general with her true name being erased out of all the scrolls in shame, once punished for leading her entire Clan into a hopeless battle. A battle that turned into slaughter, had one after another fall under the massive Claws and Jaws of their enemies, until there was no one and nothing left but her. This Dragon with scales and wings shimmering in gold, now sprinkled with blood. Just she was left standing, now begging for her life and calling a retreat far too late. Instead of being spared, she was burned to death by her foes in an instant. Her whole Clan was obliterated in just a few hours, with just a handful of newborns remaining back in the lair. Not able to rest, not able to find peace, not able to forgive herself, her spirit lingered, clung onto the world she had once walked on. Clung onto the skies, she and her Clan had once dominated. Couldn't help but act like a guardian to the helpless babies, the crumbling remains of what once was. It is lost in the past who made her stay, who heard her calling and crying. Who doomed her to continue her existence as a demon, who forced her to take control of her offsprings. The little dragons survived and did their best to rebuild the Clan, with the shadow of the massacre hanging over them like a dark cloud. As well as the spirit. 
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P R E S E N T
It's possessed by the soul of the ancient Dragon, it's controlled by her thoughts and it's actions driven from the urge for revenge as well as the wish to finally be able to rest. Uncontrollably. Unpredictable. Breathing fire hotter than anyone else and possessing claws sharper than their Leader. One cycle decided to lay the handling of the possessed dragons down by law and to neither cast them out nor to kill them, but to keep them caged and chained as soon as they are able to stand. To keep themselves and other Clans save. They are being fed but ignored, being used as warnings for their enemies, being put on a display, just fueling the rage of the ancient spirit and erasing her last glimpse of good will completely. And there they lie, unable to move, alone with their thoughts, their memories, the minds of the old and the young dragon finally merging, so that there is nothing left of what the baby should have become. They call her Age, due to her, the spirit, being ageless, being from an ancient time and because of her still being here in future ages and all the generations to come. One day she would get out of this endless cycle or so Age told herself. Or one day she would show them what she was capable off. One day these mortals would feel her wrath.
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Art by Saruhiko
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