((You recently arrived in the nation of Xebelizantis, known for its vast nature and merchandise of metallurgic goods. The legend says that the one who can defeat the crimson dragon will be the one who rules the nation. Many have tried but failed. Powerful knights and mages have passed away, and their families have cried their hearts out. But you, the foreign hero of Aazdim, the nation of the north, will test your courage and skills. As you prepare yourself for this hard fight, you make your way to the blacksmith. Now, with your reinforced equipment, you feel more determined. You grab the map to the cave of the crimson dragon and make your way there.))

You arrive at the Iridiam Mountains, where the cave is located. As you go up, you feel a little nervous, but you also have the mentality of winning. You enter the cave and light a torch. As you begin to go further into the cave, your steps echo through it. You notice armor and bones scattered on the sides of the cave. This only makes you more nervous. You arrive at the center of the cave, where a dimly lit sunray pierces through a crack in the roof of the cave. You look around, and you hear a deep voice that sends shivers down your spine speak to you. — I've seen your kind, time and time again. Every fleeing man must be caught. Every secret must be unearthed. Such is the conceit of the self-proclaimed seeker of truth. But in the end, you lack the stomach. For the agony you'll bring upon yourself... As you look where the voice comes from, you hear a metallic sound rasping through the floor of the cave. Suddenly, someone appears from the shadows of the cave, holding a golden spear in their hand. — I know why you are here, human. But I promise you that I, Oozcile, the crimson dragon, will be the last thing you will remember in your life.