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Once the fifth day began, while Amethyst % was stuck around the mid 90 %s, Drakda had finally reached 100%, so we quickly took him over to the temple of awakening, where he stood in the middle, looking around quite curiously.
"Ooohh, what's this? Will I awaken?" he wondered cutely and adorably.
"That's the plan!" I said. "Now, go for it!"
His awakening process ended being... much simpler.
FLUOOOSH!
Darkness and shadows encompassed his surroundings, and then black and red flames spread everywhere, burning and consuming everything.
"Oh wow!"
Drakda was happy and surprised, as I felt the golden veins spread from my body to his own like before, the power of Archetypes shared.
"Thou, my shadow-born child…"
"Thou, my gallant prince clad in night's crown…"
"Thou, my small yet dauntless wyrmling of flame and fang…"
"Innocent bearer of chaos unbound, wielder of powers infernal and divine…"
"I bestow upon thee mine cursed ward; mine hand shall be ever o'er thee…"