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A true Spyro fan!
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Favorite bands / musical artistsLinkin Park and Imagine DragonsFavorite booksWarriors and Mistmantle seriesFavorite gamesLegend of Spyro series, Spyro the Dragon, Borderlands, MinecraftFavorite gaming platformPS3 and Wii
Spyro looked around, sensing he wasn't alone and alone at the same time. There was no ground, and there was no sky. It was just a white, giant nothingness. He could not run nor speak, even if he dared. Just then, everything went black and he was chained to darkness inside an old, eerie temple. "I've been waiting..." A voice bellowed like thunder. Spyro looked around frantically, and realized there was a muzzle on him strapped to the chain. A light shimmered in the opposite side of the temple and a glowing, multicolored dragon stepped out. Each vein glowed a different color, and his horns were like that of an old ram, chipped off on the right side.
"Allow me to make you more comfortable," He said to the small dragon while the chains dissolved into a pile of ash. Spyro tried to use flame breath (finished for now, will get back later)