L-ANON Season 2 The Second World Book One-The Land Of The Dragons

A glow in the night. Brighter than the darkness filling the world around it. The light is solid golden like the shimmering of stars escaping it's vague state. The Second World. Ahh. A breeze through the sky. The Second World and The First are sworn enemies. The Land Of The Dragons. And The Realm Of The Magriks. Sane. And INSANE. The Quietest turned on The Kirgams long ago to join the evil Magriks. Anything that is related to a Magrik will be banished from the lands. And Selk does not realize Galactic Titan and Poison Legend have Magrik Blood...

The-Second-World! We gotta be the best. The-Second-World! Go Golden Fire!!!

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L-ANON|S2 THE SECOND WORLD

"The Second World is the world of our ancestors. The world of the dragons."-Selk. "Welcome."-Selk added. "Thanks, we'll be training here to destroy an enemy of ours."-Galactic Titan. "Yeah. I'm Kevin. He's Karl. My older brother."-Poison Legend/Kevin. "Ok. That's nice. So, what kind of training do you need? Level One. Thief defeating. Level Two. Criminal defeating. Level Three. Villain defeating. Level Four. Supervillain defeating. Or Level Five. DANGER ZONE. THIS IS AMONG THE EVILEST KNOWN TO ANYTHING."-Selk.

"Um. We'll pass on the first four. We will take the fifth one."-Karl. Selk gasped. "Ok... So, you'll take The Level Five Package. Am I right?"-Selk. "Yup."-Kevin. "That would be 189,672,390,592 Kalnom MAX. Which would be in any of the places in Minecraftia, 999,999,999,876,025,911,432,078,347,018,699,877,999 Srallod. And Earth would be the same since currency works the same there. All the other planets and places use Kalnom MAX. "Hold on a moment sir."-Karl. "My money only goes till twelve digits."-Kevin. "Mine goes for three digits. I have 346 Srallod."-Karl. "YOU HAVE THAT LESS?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?"-Kevin. "Hey. I spent all of my money on the new nation suits for EVERY nation. I would only be three Srallod short from what their giving us now."-Karl. "Ok. I will worship the nation suit you gave to me, but we can't do training without the money!"-Kevin. "Urgh! Father should've given us money."-Karl. "Maybe he did.."-Kevin. Kevin checked his pockets and saw he had four more billion Srallod then he should have for training. "I'm going to be two digits low on money, but I think I can handle it."-Kevin. "Ok. Give it to the man."-Karl. Kevin gave the money. "You two are richer than anyone has ever been. No one could afford this training let alone wanted it. You are facing a serious thing. If you want to beat it. I should at least know what it is."-Selk. "We cannot tell. We are terribly sorry, but it's personal. Someone sent us here and told us to do this."-Kevin. "Very well then. I just wanted to know what this threat was, so Kirgams could be safe from it. I have never heard anybody say anything so terrible other then The Magriks. Our sworn enemies. No word has been heard from them for thousands of centuries until now. I do hope you do well when fighting this threat matched up to The Magrik's powers. Now, enough talk about The Magriks. It's training time."-Selk. "Ok Master."-Karl. "Yes sir!"-Kevin. "I appreciate your respect. Please. Just call me Selk."-Selk. "K Selk. Let's start training!"-Karl.

LESSON OF THE BOOK: ALWAYS CHECK BEFORE ASSUMING. JUST LIKE KEVIN DIDN'T KNOW HE HAD ENOUGH MONEY.

"Bring...me...my...sons!"-The Magrik King.

Training to be continued...