Drago and the edge of lava, chapter one (part 1)

Let me tell you a story. About... me. Yes. You heard me right. Me. Now, you might know that I start with a "Once upon a time," but I am not doing that today, no thank you.

In the fiery ashes of the previous phoenix (ashes mean that it's dead.) Now, there came an egg. Not just a normal egg, but a extraordinary egg. The egg cracked until a red and orange dragon popped out. There I was. Drago. The very first dragon that who's egg was formed by phoenix ashes. Now, dragons are the very second creature to ever exist on earth (the number one, was the phoenix). Now, I was about to add a bad guy to, like, whisper a curse on the ashes, but it was TOO late. I saw a wyvern with red crystals on it. I thought it was another dragon. Little did I know that this was the queen of the crystal wyverns. She was whispering something. Something like a curse. This was a curse, when, the next dragon dies, no other egg would arise from the ashes. This was bad, but I thought it was good. Although, I did not know a lot. So, I crawled out of my little egg and the wyvern left. Other dragons were here. Much older ones, too. I crawled onto another dragon's tail, but the dragon swung it's tail to get me off.