I looked around as we flew. Suddenly, something slammed into me. I fell off Dova, spiraling to the ground. I flipped, making my feet pointing towards the ground. My uncle noticed, but I called for Dova before he could do something.

"DOVA!" I shouted

Dova saw us and went into a steep dive with his talons outstretched. The ground became closer and closer. I tried slowing my fall with magic, but only ended up failing horribly and launching myself at least twenty more feet into the air. Dova caught me as I slammed into him. Dova landed on the ground, my uncle landing a second later.

"Sister Kylie, are you alright?" Dova asked

"Yes, I'm fine." I said

Uncle Ramos gathered me in a bone crushing embrace.

"Thank god!" Uncle Ramos exclaimed

He let me go.

"This is only the tip of the scale." Pyro said

I looked at my uncle's dragon.

"What do you mean?" I asked

Pyro and Dova exchanged glances. Dova sighed.

"It is time we tell her." Dova said

Pyro nodded and settled down. Dova settled down beside Pyro. Their eyes began to glow simultaneously. My gaze locked theirs and I was warped through time. Their voices boomed simultaneously in my head.

"Ever since Magicka has existed, there was this one rare breed of Magicka users. Except, one out of them was different. He had powers unbelievably strong. Yet his heart and mind kept it in control. He had mixes of strong Magicka blood. As if he had the power of Magicka wrapped into him..."

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked

"Turns out, your from his bloodline. You have the incarnation of his soul inside you. In your heart and your mind, yet, his power had not been enough to strike down the evil that had grown."

"What evil? What do you mean?!" I asked

"For centuries there has been a balance. One of good and evil. The scales of good and evil or otherwise known as yin and yang, have recently been tipped. Only dragons sense this because they are linked mentally with this scale."

"I ask again. What does all this have to do with me?!" I exclaimed

"There was this prophecy that had been foretold 2 centuries ago. This was before you had been born. This prophecy goes like this.

" Scales are balanced, but shall be tipped,

In 200 years the time will tell,

When a bloodline of Lord Ryan would rise,

With heart with loyalty and mind of fire.

The darkness shall desire,

The soul of the one,

With the blood of lord Ryan,

But tales undone,

Darkness shall be concealed by this one."

I've heard of this prophecy somewhere before. But I couldn't place where.

"You see Kylie Romo, you are more than one of mixed blood. You have the blood of a god."

Suddenly, I was back in my own time. I was more than what I thought I was. I was the one who would have the fate of everyone on my shoulders. But I didn't feel like a being of great power. How am I going to do this? How am I going to stop the end of the world?

I am just one magic user. A magic user who can't even cast some spells right. But I had to somehow do this. I had to succeed. I was everyone's only hope. I sat down as the sun began to set.

So far, I've only had gotten more questions than answers. But I had to stay strong, for the sake of everyone.

??? POV
That girl was getting closer to finding out how powerful she is. If she does, I wouldn't get a chance to take over all dimensions. To have my darkness spread...