Where magma flows and embers rise,
Reptyro emerges, fiery in its eyes.
Scales like flames, a furnace bright,
A creature of heat, born of eternal night.
Once protector, fierce and strong,
Guiding the lost, where lava belonged.
But greed consumed, and balance fell,
Twisting its purpose, into a burning hell.
With molten claws and searing roar,
It guards its domain, forevermore.
Volcano’s rage, a fiery might,
Protecting balance, day and fading night.
Legends speak of power untold,
Secrets whispered, stories yet unfold.
Can life bloom anew, where flames reside?
Or will despair forever preside?
Through scorched earth and smoke-filled air,
Reptyro dances, with embers rare.
Hope flickers dim, in fiery light,
Will harmony return, or fade from sight?
But deep within, a spark ignites,
A longing for balance, setting shadows right.
Perhaps the beast, with fiery soul,
Can find redemption, make itself whole.
So let it burn, a cleansing pyre,
And from the ashes, hope transpire.
For Reptyro holds, a hidden key,
To mend the world, and finally, be free.