The Chronicles of The Crystal

== The Legend of the Animus Crystal ==
Long ago, millions of years before Darkstalker, there was an island. It was the very first piece of land on the planet. It was just a lump of rock and soil at the time, but then something happened. No one knows what, exactly, but they do know that it made a crystal form deep, deep down in the island. This crystal was the very first sign of Animus magic. It decided that it was far too small and inconspicuous for such a powerful object. It decided to grow and grow until it jutted out of the island's ground about 2 stories high. It was bored of the immense emptiness of the world, so it decided to make some continents, filling them with dragons and other animals. It made the world livable and beautiful and everything that it is today. Some time later, a group of dragons came to the island and decided to try to populate it, and even more importantly, to research the crystal. In an experiment, they released animus magic into the world. The dragons figured out how to safely use the crystal afterwards, and started a hidden civilization that consisted of all the tribes. Of course, this is just a legend...
Or is it?
== Chapter 1: Amber ==
Amber woke with a start. Today was the day! The day she would start her training as a Crystal Wielder! It would be amazing! Everything she had dreamed of! Fabulous! Awesome! Take every good word in existence, and that would be a great description of today! She raced out of her cave and ran to her parents. "It's the day!" she yelled, "It's the day it's the day IT'S THE DAY!"
"We know, we know," said her mother, who was a SandWing. "And that's why we made you...."
"A special breakfast!" Finished her SkyWing father, pulling out... NO. WAY. It was REAL fruit from Pyrrhia. It even had BLUEBERRIES. 
"Oh moons! Oh my- you got- is this-" Amber stuttered.
"Actual Pyrrhian fruit? Even blueberries? Yes, yes it is." Her mother finished for her. "It was expensive, yes, but if the training goes well and you get accepted into Crystal College, it'll be perfectly fine." Amber thought about that. If she DIDN'T do good, then her family would probably starve to death. Ugghhhhhhh, thought Amber. Whyy do you have to put so much pressure on me? She ate the breakfast, but felt guilty about it the entire walk to the training center. 
The first thing she noticed was the door. It loomed above her, with beautiful gold and silver designs swirling across it like ripples in a pond. There were two handles on the door, ant-sized in comparison. She touched them, and the door disappeared. There was a NightWing standing by a large chalkboard, and for a split second she thought she saw a rather colorful SandWing sitting at an empty desk, but realized it must just be her imagination. The NightWing looks at her. 
"Ah, you must be Amber. You are late. It does not matter, however, since we were just going through a little introduction. Please, take a seat." He points at the empty desk. "Now class, I'm sure you are all very curious about, well, all of this. Now, let me explain. All of you have been chosen for a very special job: Crystal Wielding! You will be taught how to use the magic that the Crystal has bestowed upon us. Any questions?
One student raises their hand. "Are we gonna learn to FIGHT BAD GUYS today?" He asks.
The teacher laughs. "I am afraid not. But we are going to learn about the history of the Crystal Wielders!" The class groans, and the teacher looks somewhat disappointed. "Well then, if we are finished... It all started when...."
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