The tale of Snowstorm.

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The tale of Snowstorm.

Once I had a rock drake named Snowstorm. He was my first drake on aberration. Trip to the trench was dengerous and I went there with an army of spinos and a single megalosaurus named god slayer. He was the strongest mount I had. Level 220ish with 1450% dmg. Good mele imprint. My spinos fought bravely but in the end it was only me, 2 spinos and god slayer. I got a single 165 egg. When I arrived home I first experienced the pain of farming for aircons (12 wasn't enough.) but eventually it hached. It was pure white so I named it Snowstorm... I didin't move away from the young drake until it was properly raised. We went on many adventures it knew war, peace, survival and death... He was a true blessing and a well earned one. But once we went to the infamous halls of the reaper queen. The journey was sport but dengerous. I wanted a reaper but I knew I needed him. He was strong and could easily take on a queen. And after searching for a while we finally found a reaper queen. My bulbdog Bubbles turned on his light and we started, the battle was going well I managed to defeat the queen and get impregnated but then another one showed up my Snowstorm was weak and tired (had no stamina) I knew tryng to battle it was useless and escaping was out sunce my drake had no stamina and culdn't take any more damage. My only option was to let him battle the queen while I make my escape so I did. On that day I lost my friend, my hope, my world. I went home. Somehow I managed to escape the red zone without dying. I came home safe but felt empty. I got the baby out and raised it but the more time I spent the more I grew to hate the thing. It wasn't its fault but I still. I raised him to be a warrior to one day avenge the Snowstorm, a blessing that eventually faded away, a broken hope. I raised it to be a killing machine, butchering on my command, a monster that never knew love. After a long while I finally managed the strenght to go back and avenge my bolove drake. I went into the trench filled with hatred but when I came I saw a familiar face, a long white body with a silver mane with blood dripping from its wounds. It was Snowstorm and next to it 2 dead reaper queens. I was so happy to see him again. To this day I don't know how he beat the queen but in the it didn't matter. In the and I realised I grew fond of my own Reaper king and in the end everything was brought back. The same day I faced the beta rockwell the fight was grueling but in the end I beat him. But every victory comes with a price. This time it was my Shadow, the reaper king. I felt sorry, he only knew love in his dying breaths and lived for the sake of somebody he didn't even know. That was the tale of Snowstorm, a blessing to some and a curse to others.

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