Spyro glanced up at his former mentor and still close friend, Ignitus, Well? Whos the journal for?
Ignitus turned his gaze to Spyro, What do you mean, who? Its written right there.
all I can see is a blank page, Ignitus.
Ignitus glanced back and forth from the book to Spyro, frowning, So thats what it meant
The book. Before you camethe reason I called to youwhen the book was still blank and I had no knowledge of it
The book had words written in it before, and among them was the command that I had to tell this books story. I see now that if anyone else wants to KNOW the story, then I and I alone must tell it. He sighed and shook his head, This may take some time. I am still learning my own position as this ages Chronicler. Stranger things may yet happen. He gave Spyro a warm smile and sighed, Go get the others, my young friend. This is a story they should all hear.
I am Chronos, Master of the element wind.
For those who now read this journal, I ask again. Please read on and remember me. I fear it is the only way I can warn the future of the doom ready to descend upon it.
I am at fault. I did not see it in time, and lost many good friends because of my oversight, but worse
I lost my son. My little Malefor was taken and warped by the fiends, twisted into a monstrosity with misconstrued ideals. I could have stopped them before they started, but
I didnt. I failed to act because they promised to teach him more of a forgotten power. When he was still young, not even of ten years, he mastered the four basic elements of fire, ice, electricity, and earth. I was so proud of my son
he was a PURPLE dragon! One of legend, of GREAT prophecy! Excited as I was, I showed him a secret element that was not part of the eras common knowledge. I showed him how to control the very wind. He took to it so quickly that he matched and surpassed my OWN level of expertise within the week. To see him understand so many complexities
I would boast of the boy to what friends I had. I couldnt help but feel so PROUD of him
of MY son
of Malefor, the purple dragon that was destined to save the world.
Ignitus sat back, looking confused, Intriguing. This journal seems to be during the time of Malefors childhood, before whatever changed him came along
back when the elders had hopes for the child
He sighed and continued reading.
Malefor was so intent on his powers that he sought out ways to improve them further, even though there were none
he stumbled upon the fury of each element. He found he could build up and release intense amounts of the elements over a short period of time. This astounded EVERYONE in the council. Two members of the council came forward when they heard of this and asked if I would be willing to let them teach him another elementone meant for healing. I was ecstatic to say the least. They were going to show him how to draw the maladies of others out of their bodiesout of the very AIR. To keep him safe, they showed him how to coalesce the poisons into a sphere before him, and to release it away from him, generally on rocks and similar things where it would vanish without harming a soul. Malefor enjoyed himself so MUCH with the new power that the day after he was shown it, any and all sickness in the people and the air was GONE. He had even developed a fury for THAT, which took what poisons were there, altered them to a thick mist, and drove them wherever he wished. He would throw it high into the air and let it explode, laughing at the sight. My boy claimed that he had thrown it so high that it would reach the stars. I did not doubt him.
But that was where I should have let it end. Those same two members of the council approached me again, claiming they had more elements to teach him. I allowed it
Malefor changed. One day, I saw him and was overcome with absolute terror. A red glow seemed to surround everything in my vision, and red waves passed from Malefors mouth. Whatever the red wave hit, the red would remain in that persons eyes, and they would flee from my son, overcome by inexplicable fear. Later still, I saw my son covered in shadowy smoke. He could use it to dive into the earth, or throw it forward in the shape of a paw with its talons reaching farthest forward. The furies of both of these powers were devastating. The one that induced fear surrounded him in a thick orb filled with the red fear before shooting out in all directions and literally paralyzing everyone it touched. When he used those shadows as a fury, it would choose on its own what form to take. Sometimes it would mimic the fear, other times, it would surround Malefor and alter him from purple to pure black, whitening his eyes and tripling his strength
and yet other timesand this is the most fearsomeit would alter him into a black mist that he could take to others
and control them. He could inhabit their bodies at his whim
Again, Ignitus stopped, but this time he peered closely at the journal,
What? Whats wrong? Cynder asked, edging a little closer to the book.
Ignitus shook his head, I
I have found another script on the page. A second set of hands wrote in this book. The words are small
harder to make out. Give me a moment to decipher them
His eyes went WIDE,
Malefor! Malefor wrote in this book as well! I
Cynder! CYNDER, STOP!!!! Cynder had jumped forward at the book, grabbing it and throwing it far away from everyone. She took her fighting stance and breathed out an intense blast of poison at it