ElatedFantasy

Maniacal laughter rang out through the streets of a bustling metropolis. Most were too busy to notice the echoing, chilling sound of haunting raucous chuckles, but those that did stopped in their tracks. Especially one who had heard them moments before, albeit in a much different setting. Looking frantically around, they set down what they were carrying as they recognized that sound from a vicious vision they had just witnessed, and had awoken from, earlier that morning. Swallowing, they looked around as dread washed over them, fearing to see those yellow eyes appear in their workplace, belonging to a body black as night with glittering scales followed by glinting metal.....
A blue orb appeared before finally taking on the shape of what resembled an Obelisk dragon. The laughter also reached his ears as he fully formed, and placed his feet on the ground, taking in his surroundings. As he adjusted, he saw that he was in the waking world, the world of beings called humans, those he protected from his brother's harmful wishes in the sleeping dream world, whom he had recently started seeing appear in their realm, beyond just their normal patrons of dragons. He sighed as he looked around, though knew that none could see him, for everyone always thought they were just dreams, and not as real as their real world. No one believes anymore, he thought with a sigh, though knew he had to set out to find his brother for if they were in the real world, that meant these pairs of dragons too were real.. and the Nocturne could cause real harm this time. And that was definitely not a fantasy he intended for him to live out..
Following the laughter that rang out through the concrete jungle that surrounded the Obelisk named Fantasy, he found his way down a passageway behind a place that looked to be the back access of some business. It was loudest here, but he couldn't see a thing.. until.. yes, there.. the shadows of the dumpsters glistened, and it was then that he saw the yellow of his brother's eyes, followed by his black, starlit scales. His maw was wide in his signature cheshire grin as his eyes danced with glee, though his teeth were darkened on the tips. Darkened? Oh, gods, Fantasy thought, as a sinking feeling settled over him. "There you are, brother!" The Nocturne said, with his sickening joy ringing through the alleyway. "Look! We've traversed the boundaries of space and time are now in the real world! Isn't it incredible?!" He roared at the Obelisk joyously, then placed his arm in front of him. "Look, brother!" He said next, then proceeded to lunge his head forward and clamp down on the scales, hard enough that the teeth broke through the tough layering, and a liquid pooled where the calcium broke the skin. "I'm bleeding! We can bleed, brother! I've never seen blood like this before! Isn't it amazing?!" The Nocturne then said while the liquid on his teeth glinted in the afternoon sun. He then licked his teeth clean, and then proceeded to clear the rest of his mouth, as a crazed look entered his eye. "The flavor!" He shouted as more laughter bubbled from him, after swallowing.
Fantasy swallowed, inwardly amazed to himself at how real that that felt, and got ready to stand his ground. "Terror, I know it all seems amazing right now, but we are not supposed to be in this realm. And you are still not allowed to harm anyone, now more than ever. You said it yourself, if one of us is gone, it upsets the balance of things. How much more do you think that balance is going to be upset if we are not in the realm where we belong?" He asked, trying to get him to see logic, ever the voice of reason between the two. As he spoke, he knew there was truth to it as he could feel the connection to their realm slipping away the longer he stayed in this mortal body. "I feel the connection fading even now; I know you can feel it too," he added, beseeching his brother to listen.
The Nocturne slowed his laughter enough to listen, but rolled his eyes when the Obelisk finished. "Why is it always doom and gloom with you?" he said, snorting, not really expecting a response. "I don't care about the dream world. You never let me do anything there anyways, balance or not. I'm free now. We're free, don't you see? We don't need to be tied to that realm anymore!" Terror said, almost with a fervor to his voice.
The blue dragon just shook his head. "We're not free. This realm or the other, we're not free. You came here somehow and I was pulled here after, as we are bound and tied to each other, perpetually. That balance can never be broken. You said it yourself, we are good and bad, pure and evil; one cannot exist without the other. And that realm cannot exist without us," he explained, shaking his head, though feared this would be another pointless conversation between the two.
The Nocturne lifted his head then, eyeing his brother with one eyebrow lifted. "Do you even know how we got here? And how to get back then, since it's so dangit important that we return?" He leveled to the dragon, his craze gone in a moment of what seemed to be clear-headedness.
Fantasy stopped, realizing he didn't have an answer to that. "I.." he started, but trailed off, closing his mouth as he didn't know how to finish that sentence. "I'm sure there's a reason," he finally thought to say, but Terror had already looked away, a grin on his face yet again.
"My big brother.. doesn't even know.. The first time my older brother doesn't have an answer. The baby stumps the elder. Oh! What a moment!" He exclaimed, and laughter escaped his mouth once more, enveloping the two and bouncing off the walls of the bricks around them. Once he was relatively gathered a minute later, he looked back to the blue dragon with his yellow eyes glistening once again. "You haven't been doing a very good job, brother," he began as the Obelisk tilted his head in confusion as the Nocturne explained. "Don't you know how things work? I thought you would know. The older ones always seem to know everything. Yet here I stand corrected," he said, and shook his head at that. "You see, not only is the balance needed in our realm, but the deeds we do also give us power. You by bringing elation to the dreams of those you protect and let live out their appropriate fantasies, and by my bringing fear to the ones I get in my grasps by enacting my terrors, it feeds us. This is how we thrive. Don't deny this for I've seen you soak it in. Where do you think that power was going? What were you saving it up for? Don't you want to be free of me? I surely wanted to be rid of you, balance be cursed. So I was saving it. Saving and building what little I could from the ones you were always too slow to arrive to. At first, they were from the dreams of our own kind. Sure there were dragons, but we were already dragons. That wasn't enough to satiate. Not quite like these other beings. Now that was fear. That was power," he paused here to shake his head and laugh sinisterly as an evil grin curled up his mouth. "And each time I saw more of their kind, and entered their dreams, I saw glimpses of their world. And I knew I would be free there. If I could just break through. So, with the power they gave me, I soaked it all up and finally, finally, that last one gave me just what I needed to break through. And here we are," the black dragon said, and motioned to the surrounding area. "And I don't know about you, but freedom tastes pretty good to me," he added, and lifted up his arm to his mouth again where the liquid had begun to coagulate and closed his mouth around the wound once again.
The dragon named Fantasy closed his eyes as the Nocturne once again smiled with red-tipped teeth a moment later. He was right. He was right about it all. Fantasy had to admit that, at least... but what he didn't have to admit was the feeling of freedom, for he didn't feel very free in that moment himself. A thought occurred to him then, as what Terror had just said rang in his mind. If he had the ability to build up enough power to bring himself here, then perhaps I can use my stockpiles to bring us back, he thought, and thus began to work out a plan in his mind as the Nocturne once again errupted in a maniacal laugh.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some real havoc to wreak!" Terror said, and at that, launched himself into the air and took to the sky pulling his weaponry along with him as his ascent was albeit in a somewhat wobbly rise at first until he got the lift he needed and propelled himself further and further, until he rounded the corner of the brick building and was out of the Obelisk's sight. "Now that I am freeeeee!" he called out in the sky as he flew out into the open air.
No! Fantasy thought as he slipped from his vision, and he cursed himself for once again being too slow, as his brother had accused him of being, and was so blunt to point out. What's wrong with me? Am I losing my touch? He wondered to himself as he took off in a run from the alleyway, keeping his eye on the sky for a black flying figure, and followed the sound of the diminishing laughter.

(more story--Terror disappears before Fantasy catches sight of him again, sneaking into the workplace of the person from before, so he catches up to him and runs into the person from before and the person can see them since the person just dreamt of them earlier so they still know what the two look like, and have a real showdown, Terror again making to hurt the person for real this time but Fantasy leaps and grabs him, and while they're mid-air, Fantasy begins tapping into his own reserves of power Terror had mentioned and pulls them both to another realm, and find they've landed in a realm that was not theirs nor the intended place, but as they are both now depleted on their reserves, they must remain here and make a life for themselves.. and thus begins & opens up the chapter of their new lives in a realm called Sornieth where beings like them reside... include something about his name change upon arrival in another clan that took them in)

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Give a greeting to this gorgeous guy who joined the clan on this terrific Tuesday morning of 2-13-24 at 12:18 pm MDT, along with his brother, who is the clan's (something to do with Role)! :D


(personality)


(family)
(past clan/s, family, siblings & growing up, lore-brother (the Nocturne), etc --link included for reference to clan he was bought from-->https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/676272 )
(dragons he meets & makes friends/bonds/connections with in the clan mentioned here)
(one who he finds & becomes a mate with here, meeting, relationship, love & their journey here)
(meeting Familiar & how that happened here---date met/given/recieved: 2-15-24 ; name given/recived: date Awakened: )


(Role)
(Garudian of Dreams perhaps, if gene goals are achieved)

(goals)
gene goals! (although he looks awesome as-is, too! )
(see above Garudian picture)


This dragon, while in another clan, was featured on the front page for a few moments on November 19, 2023!! :D