GinnunGa

Empty child, devoid of purpose. At first that truth hurt, but at last the scars healed and even without her main goal even near completion she has achieved way more than her previous counterpart.

Ginnun's life starts with kind hands showing her the sunrise and in those brief moments she learned to be different and more, once she drifted apart she realizes that even in her different mindset some things just remain the same. She can't escape whoever she was at first but she will redeem her soul. She is no longer an impure and broken kind and she is more than willing to prove so to those that doubted her in the first place.



"It's...an unfortunate tale," she tells with a soft sad voice, "a story of loss, pain and tears, no rewards can be found in it, however," she looks at the hatchlings, a kind expression on her face, running a caring hand, petting over their heads as she goes on, "the end is truly worth it"

No guardian is born without purpose, without a charge; without that strong instinct telling them that they exist solely to protect and cherish something or someone they are destined to meet or find someday. And they accept and embrace that life and purpose with every fiber of themselves. It may sound difficult to carry on with such a burden of a life-mission, but it gives them meaning of existence and that's way more than other dragons ever get in their entire lives.

It even sounds easy: hatch, grow, find, guard and eventually, die. You can't go wrong with such simple instructions.

Yet I went wrong. So, so wrong, that it became right.

I was born in the middle of nowhere, watched over by no one, only claimed as a child of the Arcane by mere happenstance; an unlucky egg, abandoned to the elements and the wild for them to claim. I don't remember so much of them myself, as I'm just recounting what was told to me by those who saw after me some days after my hatching. I was taken under the wing of an old couple of Imperials, who, after being exiled from their lair, had decided to travel the lands together before parting ways (I later understood why). Even though they weren't Guardians such as myself, they taught me everything I could learn in those young months: how to walk, eat, run, some first flight and hunting lessons and even though I was still too young for it, they tried their best at teaching me to read and write. The moments I spent with them were the most fulfilling in my life for a long time. Too bad they couldn't last longer.

For so many years I said to myself that I was taken away, forced to another place by aggressive claws and possessive growls that hushed my screams and dismissed my wellbeing because they saw me as nothing more than petty fodder; it's not truly a lie, but is also not the truth at all. Sure there was the taking, the separation and loneliness but I've got no one to blame for it but myself. I was young, naive and young, and so bad decisions were bound to be made. I often wish I had a chance to a decent farewell to them, or at least that their last memory of me was not such a sad and hurting one.

The times that followed were confusing and startling at first, the clan that took me in had such contrasting ideals and morals, they were particularly fond of battle and conflict, often sparring against clans far larger and stronger than them but that never stopped them from still going strong, if it wasn't for their training ways that would be considered admirable. I was still relatively small by that time, being surrounded by many dragons several times bigger and intimidating than me it was a bit off putting for me, but I was not alone, several other hatchlings were also in the same situation; we were being trained, roughed up and thrown out to take after the fallen members that they constantly lost through combat. It was not a life fit for the kindness I had grown with, adapting to it was a harsh work but even with the cruel treatment and incessant reminders of a worse fate I always kept that small core of humility and good untainted as much as life let me do. For many times my breed's status was what allowed me to get away with plenty of things under the rug (Guardians being among the largest and naturally strongest breeds was sure a great luck), skirting away from situations or fights that I really did not want to intervene with.

At one point, I don't remember exactly which, the drive began. I had to take the reins of my life back in order to fulfill that soul-binding mission, my biggest purpose, to find my charge; and no matter how much convincing and pushing around they tried, it did not lie within that clan. Separation was difficult to say the least, once they knew what my intentions were in those days that I would wander away for hours- in times, even days- they would come to me to "dissuade" away the thought that my charge lied away from them, telling me that leaving would cost greatly, still with threats of punishment and death, none of that scared me anymore, I knew what I had to do.

I fought too much, even more than in those years I spent with them. I could not win, it was only one me against plenty more; in the end, I could only run, and with my injuries as my only gatherings I ran away, ran as fast as I could on my deplorable state. When I saw back there was no one behind -like in the beginning- I was alone once again. Alone with nothing but a plethora of wounds and a painful drive that moved my body forwards towards something or someone that I needed to find.

Too much time on the road and yet my finish line was not in sight at all. The wounds healed, I fed off the kindness in the heart of strangers, but kept myself on the road to anywhere. Still, nothing as remotely looking as a clue towards my charge ever manifested itself, I felt frustration creep and tug at my heart –Where could it be?-, doubt clouded my mind –Does it even exist yet?-, every step was reluctantly taken as the days went –Am I ready for this?-; after all, What is a Guardian to do if they did not have anything to protect?

I wound up somewhere within the Shadow flight territory eventually, as a clanless dragon I was putting myself at risk to the unkown creatures that inhabited in that place and I knew it but the Drive took me there and I was already desperate for an end to it so I went through with my instinct's demands.

And there I found it. Or rather, it found me.