Spyro

My name is Spyro, Spyro the Dragon. Maybe you have heard of me? You have not? I guess my new appearance might be a bit drastic but it has been awhile since I was a mere child. I have indeed grown and my scales have taken a form of crystal that I have taken a fondness to. They reflect the rays of the sun in a glistening spectacle that Cynder just loves. Anyway, back to my story. I'm sure you remember me now?! Really? My Name is Spyro, adopted by a family of Dragonflies and raised along side my brother Sparks. Together we saved the world from the baddy known as Nasty Nork. He crystalized every other dragon, and it was my job to help set them all free. He was a gigantic creature at the time. Boy if he could see me now. I was no more than two feet tall back then. Now I stand at seven and a half meters and my wings are able to take flight without the help of a portal. I fought of Ripto during his rise to power. He was a dwarf... but a powerful one at that. With his combination of monsters and magic I am surprised I made it this far. Enough of the past. I look only towards the future and a future with Cynder.