Angelo Starchaser

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Nero was the first of the Imugi Clan Blood Line, the Royal Clan Progenitor. A bright hearted and gentle soul, he was well loved. His beginnings were humble, the son of a shepherd raised in southern Keollia. Raised well to fight to protect the flock, he grew accustomed to fighting beasts of many kinds. He was skilled with many weapons, quick to learn and fearless under pressure. He believed in a greater destiny for himself, wanting to set out to find it. But he was unable to, only just a shepherd's son he had no money for a grand journey. But that life fact would not stop the young imugi, he would take any chance he could to take his own small adventures in the nearby forests. Nero would wander the woods, climb through the branches. Reaching the hightest point and feeling the wind on his scales. He was unable to fly, despite his draconic blood, some sort of birth defect that stunted his mana development. This was the one thing that angered Nero, he desired to soar the endless sky and fly far & fast to the farthest lands. He dreamed day and night of powerful wings to carry him to the air, the wings like the great Spirit Dragons that glided through the sky. Despite the villagers who told him he would never be able to fly, he pushed on determined to see his dream through.

It would be a a warm summer evening that Nero would fly for the first time. While tending to the flock two great shapes fell to the ground from the sky. A terrible beast and Spirit Dragon locked in combat, their roars shaking the earth. Nero held his ground and watched in awe of the battle, but soon found himself staring in horror as the beast tore into the neck of the Spirit Dragon. It fell to the ground, alive but terribly wounded. Just as the beast went for the killing blow Nero lunged at the beast, swinging the shepherd's hook. It hit the beasts jaw with great force, causing the beast to stumble back. Nero stood ready to fight, he held his own in the battle but couldn't keep up for too long. The beast threw Nero back, he landed next to the Spirit Dragon. As Nero pulled himself back up he glanced at the ancient dragon. The stories of these creatures were legendary, the true Apex predator of the world and sacred guardians of Keollia. Nero recalled how the tales his father told of them inspired the young dragon. Nero stood, despite his exhaustion he prepared to lunge and throw another blow to the beast.He glanced back at the Spirit Dragon, their eyes meeting. A spark flickered in both their eyes, Nero turned and charged the attacking beast. The Spirit Dragon raised it's head and let out a blast of lightning, which collided with Nero. Nero felt no pain, instead his body felt energized. He leaped off the ground and far intot he air, electricity surging across his scales and meeting at the end point of the shepherd's hook. Nero raised the staff and brought it down ont he beast. With a loud thunder clap the beast fell dead. Nero landed back on the ground, small static sparks flickered off his scales. He paused for a minute, the rush of the wind and lightning slowly fading. He then turned to the Spirit Dragon, runnign back to it to check it's wounds. Although it growled and snapped at him, nero refused to leave it there. So he dragged the giant dragon back to his home. With much wrangling and arguing he managed to patch up the wound. In the following days Nero would help care for the Spirit Dragon, despite it's reluctance to accept such help. Nero though was determined to earn it's trust and in time it would pay off. On another day a beast arrived, Nero was ready to fight. The Spirit Dragon came to fight as well, the two fought bravely together. But when the beast took to the air, pulling Nero who had grappled on it's back, Nero knew he was in some trouble. The Beast threw him off and Nero went plummeting to the ground, until the Spirit Dragon flew into and caught the small imgui. Nero and the Spirit Dragon shared in their trust, and both determined to take down this beast took off after it. Nero rode on the back of the Spirit Dragon, lightning surging from it and enveloping Nero. The lightning seemed to solidify into armor and a visor, even wrapping the shepherd's hook forming a blade at it's end. Together the two struck down the beast. When they landed the village starred up in awe of Nero riding on the Spirit Dragon's back.

Nero knew this was the destiny he sought after, but he also found new purpose in the drive to protect Keollia. Protect it's light and protect those like himself who dreamed of a greater destiny. So he traveled with the Spirit Dragon he named "Stareater" teaching others of how he bonded with the Spirit Dragons. He trained many other Riders, founding the Imugi Clan in the process. He built a code for the riders that they must do all they can to protect Keollia and it's light. He would go down in history as the man who changed the fate of Keollia. Now the Keollians had a chance to fight againt the beasts that sought to take Keollia's light.