Years ago in the time of my father's youth my family had riches beyond imagination but one infamous day our country of Deus Terra shook and a dragon rose from they Cessabit sea and marched its way through our largest city and harbor named Portum Dei the second most sacred site in our nation , that vile creature rampaged killing civilians and most of our military personnel but the most grievous lost was my mother she was only 18 ,this loss weighed heavily on my fathers head but he pulled through his depression for me his new born son and his mourning country men