Zero stood speechless at what he saw before him. Thousands upon thousands of eggs with smiley faces were drawn on them with different solid colors ranging from black, red, copper, blue, white, gold, silver, and bronze. But there were also eggs with no smiley face and were slightly smaller in size, double the amount of the smiley face eggs. He knew what these eggs were, the future of Drezo Regalia.
"Oh, my," Agnis stared at the mounds of eggs.
"We just hit the motherload of all eggs," Alan whispered with a gasp.
"They seem so similar," Zeraph was trying to figure out where he saw such eggs.
"The number of fried eggs that could be made would be ridiculous," Jack joked. Bob gave him a dissatisfied glare.
"The great dragons have returned." Bob stepped forward from the group and sobbed. He fell to the ground weeping in pure joy.
"You're saying those are dragon eggs?" said Alan. The thought of thousands of dragons returning already boggled his mind. "Zero..."
"Yes?"
"We just opened up a new possibility for players to play."
Zero understood what that meant. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance for players worldwide to play a new species that had never been played before.
Agnis cut in on their silence. "How are we supposed to move all these eggs? There's a reason these are not even hatched yet."
"What do you mean?" Alan asked. "What reason would there be?"
"Well, Zero was the first dragon born at the pet shop. So they must've done something to awaken him."
"So the answer lies with Tyrell," said Zero. The problem now was bringing the thousands of eggs into this one room. "There seems to be also a small golden egg over there."
"Wait, you're not going to touch it, are you?"
"It's a Dragon Egg. So there is more chance that the booby trap will not go off if I touch it."
"How do you know it's a Dragon Egg, not a chicken egg?"
Zero thought for a moment. What Alan said was true; how did he know it was a dragon egg instead of something else? Was it gut instinct or a wild guess? The best answer he could give was that he just knew.
"Look at the eggs. They have smiley faces on them. It's the same thing as when Zero was born," Agnis replied. "I haven't seen such a smiley face egg in a while."
"You were the one that was there when Zero hatched."
"But that does not mean that the golden egg is not a booby trap."
"It's going to be alright."
"Where does that confidence come from?" Alan and the group were inching backward. They did not want to get caught up in the possible booby traps that were laid out.
Zero stepped forward, carefully avoiding the egg from being squashed. He tiptoed towards the middle of the mounds of eggs; there lay a small pedestal with a metallic egg the size of a chicken egg. He reached over with his claws. Everyone held their breath, hoping nothing would happen.
His claw touched the tip of the metallic golden egg, and he felt a searing hot pain coming from his chest. The new Krustallos that were growing there reacted with the metallic egg. The searing hot pain made him unconsciously pull it out with his claws. He could feel the pulsating warmth from the Krustallos as it reacted with the metallic, golden egg. Then, the Krustallos turned into a liquid with a flash of golden light.
The gold and black liquid Krustallos were like tendrils that encased the small egg creating a unique jagged pattern. The egg opened up on the tip like a flower, and a gust of storm escaped from it surrounding Zero. The wind pushed outwards and picked up thousands of eggs like a tornado.
Zero watched with awe as the eggs were magically transported into the small metallic egg. All the eggs they saw before them were gone in seconds, and the room felt larger than before.
"All that fits into one." Agnis walked up behind him and rested her hand on his arm. She reached over and carefully picked it up. "And it's not heavy at all. It's like a paperweight."
"Really?" Jack came up next to her, "May I?" He was curious as well. When she dropped it into Jack's hand, the egg gave off a severe static shock that cut Jack's life in half.
"Gah!" Jack yelled, pulled his hand backward, and the egg tumbled. Alan rushed forward, trying to stop it, and he too got a shock that cut his life in half.
"What's with this egg?" Alan shook himself from the shock. "It just took a chunk of my life. Are you sure it's not a trap?"
Agnis picked it up once again. She shook her head. "I'm fine. I don't understand why you guys were shocked."
"They are not worthy of holding the great dragon's offspring," Bob called out behind them. "No one but their descendant and partner may rest their hand on the holy relic."
"That explains everything. Why didn't you say it sooner," Jack was not happy. He was peeved that his life was cut in half. For a moment, Zero thought something was wrong.
Zero took it out of Agnis's hand and examined the egg.
Holy Relic of Drezo Regalia. The golden egg.
An ancient relic that was created for one purpose only to be used to transport large amounts of eggs from one place to another. Since ancient times, all newborns were put in incubation that the ancient relic naturally gave, but the power of the ancient relic has recently lost its ability to keep the eggs warm. Usually, the breath of an adult dragon blown on the ancient relic could heat up eggs harbor inside. However, due to inactivity for a long time, most eggs have fallen into a deep slumber. As a result, not all eggs will hatch simultaneously, some eggs will take longer, and the gods' blessing needs to be awakened.
Fire power needed: 0/110,000,000
Zero saw the obnoxious number and requirement he needed to hatch the eggs. So he blew a constant fire at the golden egg to see how much power it would raise.
Fire power needed: 10/110,000,000
Zero couldn't believe it. All that long continuous stream of fire output, he was only able to add 10 to the eleven hundred million.
"What's with the fireworks?" asked Jack.
"It's not that." Zero groaned. "The egg needs constant heat energy for it to hatch."
"How much?"
"Eleven hundred million."
"E-E-elven h-hun-ndred m-m-million?" Word got stuck in Jack's throat.
"That fire breath only gave ten."
Everyone was stupefied by what Zero had stated. They didn't expect the eggs to take so much power to hatch. Zero knew he wasn't an adult dragon and wondered how strong an adult dragon fire was when they blew their fire onto the golden egg. Zero blew fire continuously for the next ten minutes Until he was out of breath.
Fire power needed: 100/110,000,000
Zero realized the ridiculous amount of time this would take to hatch the eggs. In addition, he had a sore throat from the constant pouring of fire coming out from this throat."
At that moment, Zero noticed the golden egg glow white and spit out a small pearly O.M into his hand and a golden marble the size of his thumb. Zero was surprised that there was an O.M inside the golden egg. Excited, he played the O.M.
The whole room was filled with nothing but the heavenly blue sky in seconds. Dragons of different shapes, sizes, and colors flew gracefully through the sky, enjoying themselves in the clouds. Then, finally, the scene zooms to the ground, where a large gold dragon stands proudly on the ledge of a cliff. Its silky scales glistened underneath the sunlight, horns decorated like a royal crown, and golden eyes radiated with power.
"Your majesty." A slim snow-white dragon landed next to the golden dragon. Comparison to the size of the golden dragon, the white dragon dwarf comparison.
"Go ahead, Estro." His deep voice rang with power.
"Your majesty, we have reported that the enemy has taken over the whole Water Continent and is moving towards the Ice Continent. At this rate, they have taken two-thirds of the world; we'll be next."
"I know, Estro. I know. The smell of blood even trails through the air as we speak. I have sent reinforcement to our allies, but I do not see the end anymore. Something is blocking my vision. At this rate, I worry that our bloodline will be wiped out. Send words to gather our future hope and hide them away."
"Yes, your majesty. Ah, your nest mate has been calling for you."
"Thank you, Estro. I'll go and speak with her."
Static interrupts the scene making it very difficult to pinpoint what is being shown; the scene changes to a bloody battlefield where man against man, dragons against demons. A clashing of blood, sword, and magic that has never been seen before. It was a grandiose battle of scale that encompassed the whole nation.
"Estro!" The King of all dragons roared in the middle of a fight between an ugly-looking wyvern demon. It was pure black eyes, and sharp beaks snapped towards the gold dragon's neck. Blood dripping from his jaws and large bruises and cuts were all over the golden dragon.
With a ferocious diagonal slash, the golden dragon crushed the demon wyverns skull. A small white dragon darted like lightning through the battlefield. Nothing could match Estro's speed, and all who pursued gave up in seconds.
"Your majesty! The Queen is in trouble!" Estro yelled with desperation in his voice. "Quickly, your majesty!"
Estro bolted off towards the direction of where the Queen was. With its mighty gold wings, the King swooped into the sky, following as best as he could behind Estro. Each flap of his wings was difficult for the King; his wings were shredded and torn from the continuous battle with many demon wyverns.
He flew and swirled in the sky, ducking from the grasp of the flying demons that tried to stall him. Then, with a mighty roar, the demons fell down around him from the sheer shock. In the distance, he saw a black dragon fighting a humanoid demon with four wings. Black fire erupted from the mouth of the black dragon as it followed in pursuit of the humanoid demon.
At that moment, the humanoid demon raised his sword and struck directly into the black dragon's shoulder. A painful scream erupted from the mouth of the black dragon as the dragon crumpled onto the ground. Estro rushed forward but was smacked away onto the ground with one hit.
"Nooooooooo!" The King roared in a fury. He rushed forward with teeth bared. His claws shredded through a pair of wings of the demon, making the demon difficult to fly. The King dived toward the fallen black dragon.
The black dragon grew smaller in size into a womanly figure. A beautiful woman with black hair and a black dress lay flat on her back. Her shoulders were bloodied from the sword impaled on her shoulder. With a rush of air, the King landed on the ground next to her.
A painful stab erupted from his back, and the humanoid demon that was completely smoky black laughed.
"Your soul is mine." The cackling of the demon voice rang manically in the air. The demon hand clawed his back as a black aura formed around it. The demon's hand slipped slowly into his back and grabbed at his soul, his Krustallos.