In a desolate land filled with nothing but the purple earth, devoid of life and the skies that seemed to tear apart every second.
Cracks formed in the skies and the earth, destroying the already destroyed landscape.
Yet, in a particular area, where a humongous Purple Dragon was resting…all was calm.
The Dragon had 2 pairs of wings, a menacing set of horns that adorned his head like a natural crown, ferocious claws that could tear apart everything, and Purplish eyes….that seemed weak.
The Dragon was curled up in the air which seemed to fluctuate with every breath the dragon took, drawing nearer and nearer to the Dragon.
It was just this dragon in this desolate land, devoid of any organism besides it.
The dragon…appeared to be weak somehow, as if it was a fraction of its peak strength.
Without a doubt, it was recuperating, regaining the strength it had lost.
Suleras, The only Chaos dragon to have remained free of the Influence of the Abyss, and the only Sane Chaos dragon…had been reduced to such a state.
An existence that could erase worlds…destroy a layer of the Abyss, Go Toe To Toe with Aloaris, The current king.
At the moment, was incredibly weak.
‘…I feel it.’
Suleras thought as he continued to absorb the chaos mana storms in the environment, slowly gaining strength.
He could feel it…the new soul’s mana signature…which was so incredibly faint alongside the other two mana signatures that it was indistinguishable to anyone but Him.
He…who was the guardian dragon of Aranus shared a unique connection with Aranus.
A connection that even Lanesha didn’t possess.
And he was the only one who knew what was going on in Aranus’s body. 𝘪𝘦.𝘤𝑜
And no matter what he was keeping that secret with him…he was ready to take it to the grave.
He could not…under any circumstances reveal anything to ‘it’.
He would leave the Abyss the moment he recovered enough of his strength.
His domain would not last if it became serious.
He lost his authority the moment he became weaker, His domain was the only thing keeping him…alive until he healed his wounds.
‘…I need to go see Lanesha.’
I must go soon, to tell her to increase the power of Ice around Aranus’s body.
To keep the secret hidden for as long as possible that…James’ soul had already vanished.
He must.
If not…the moment that thing notices… it’s over.
…but.
Lanesha should have gone to her Mothers’ Abode to avoid the Abyss.
And he did not want to meet the Dragon that made even him at his peak seem like a dwarf.
Just thinking about that Humongous thing held captive by Chains terrified him.
But it was something he needed to do…even if that dragon scared the living shit out of him and Aloaris.
And so, he started to make a portal to ‘that’ place.
“…damnit how do these portals even work anyway?”
He always struggled with Spatial Magic even though he was a dragon, who could control multiple attributes outside of his born Chaos Attribute.
And it wasn’t just him, Every dragon struggled with The Spatial attribute.
Because no dragon had been born with it yet, no advancements had been made in the field…well not major advances anyway.
Most of the Dragons Just used artifacts to build portals…instead of just finding out the exact spatial coordinates.
And Unfortunately for him…he didn’t have any artifacts with him right now.
As he racked his brain trying to figure out the Spatial coordinates…something about the realm he was in…changed.
It was a change he didn’t fail to notice…and he began to accelerate the rate of figuring out the spatial coordinates.
…why does it have to appear now…of all the damn times.
He watched as the chaos mana in the realm all conglomerated and formed a figure he knew too well made of purple mana.
Aranus…or the Abyss trying to copy him at least.
He saw the Figure of Aranus stop right outside of his domain.
It seemed to speak….and although no sound was heard…Suleras knew immediately what it was saying with that wretched mouth of its.
[How many more times…until James Soul lasts~]
[Let me guess…3 or 4 more times?]
It was mocking him…too bad that bastard didn’t know James’ soul had already vanished.
‘Don’t figure it out…’
Don’t figure out that my authority is gone.
Don’t figure out that my authority is gone.
Don’t figure it out.
[Suleras…just give up already..and join the other Fallen Dragons.]
Give up.
Stop Fighting a lost battle.
Those were the words that it was uttering.
And Suleras felt disgusted by them.
“Fuck off.”
Suleras finally spoke, and the smile that bastard had disappeared.
[Should I just kill you now?]
[That supreme authority of yours is quite troublesome…oh?]
Fuck.
The bastard outside of his domain showed a creepy smile that reached his ears.
And Suleras knew the meaning of that smile.
That bitch figured out that his Authority was currently gone.
And his attack was about to begin.
And Suleras cursed within his mind.
‘…fuck.’
***
In a land where the ground and sky were black, there was still some light that illuminated everything.
There were fossils of gigantic creatures, puppets made of Shadows, and even some Darkness Creatures along with Mountains of Ice.
It was a weird combination of things…but all of these meant something very important to the owner of this place.
In the very center of this place was a black dragon with 3 pairs of wings that made one think carefully about a question.
Just how big could something get?
The Dragon was big, but it was imprisoned by humongous chains that surrounded its body, hindering its movements.
However, resting peacefully against the body of this sleeping behemoth was the body of a smaller white dragon, sleeping peacefully.
Both of the dragons were sleeping peacefully without a care in the world.
However, something changed, as the black dragon opened its eyes the size of mountains.
Its black and abyssal eyes seemed to pierce through everything.
And they looked at a particular place, a place which was soon engulfed by a purple portal.
And from the ports emerged a tattered Purple Dragon, which was bleeding and missing a tail.
The moment the black dragon laid its eyes on this dragon, it straightened its posture and said in a low voice.
“… I apologize for disturbing your sleep.”
Suleras apologized with all of his might..for something too insignificant.
Yet, the black dragon growled at him…and nearly made Suleras Shit himself as he thought in his mind.
‘…please for the love of the celestial incarnation…let me have a break goddamnit.’
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