(Shortly after the seals completion) as Alavar lay in a pool of his own blood with only a matter of seconds to live he smiled. "With my de..cough.. with my death sealed in blood this gate shall remain closed. Closed until my heir leads my people once more. He will carry with him my blood. In that blood he will rise a mighty drake, no, a mighty king." With this a final seal was put upon the gate one which a young Drake would discover in the most unlikely of places.
600 years after the death of Alavar
A young female gold drake awoke to the sound of a baby crying. As this young dragon would come to find in the door step of her home a little boy, of dragon and an unknown scent, lay in a crib. Looking only to find shadows and not knowing where to take the child she took him in only to raise him as her own son. Little did she know that babe would lead an army of countless races to reclaim the lost world's of the gods. But that's a story for another day.