First Demonic Dragon

– Original timeline: A Short Time after Abaddon’s ascendance as Uma-Sarru..

Dagon beheld the expanse of an entire universe before him.

In the cosmos, he perceived a silence that few beings would ever know.

As asteroids tumbled through the darkness, and planets encircled their suns, he felt a wave of grief and anguish surge in his chest.

He screamed at his absolute loudest. Though no sound came out of his mouth.

Years of planning. Scheming. Sacrificing. All for what?

Just for him to fail the trial regardless. And his daughter, the whore, spread her legs for one man and obtained all of the power that was rightfully his.

The image of her, casually creating all of those different gates to different universes was seared into his mind.

The Uma-Sarru was a one of one position. The power that came with taking the throne wasn’t supposed to be shareable.

And yet, Abaddon and his daughter seemed like they were sharing the same powers and authority.

It turned his stomach to think about.

Audrina had done nothing but lie on her back, and currently wielded more power than 99% of gods would ever even perceive.

He cursed destiny with every fiber of his being.

Dagon had cast aside everything within himself and around him that he considered to be unnecessary.

And what did it get him?

He failed to gain the acknowledgment of the previous Abyss Kings.

His fangs were broken. He was tortured and his spirit crushed.

And after what felt like an eternity of suffering, his reward was freedom. But at what cost

Dagon was the kind of man who would rather die than live a life like this. A battered old worm with nothing to show for his life but his age.

Even now, his body had not the strength or the endurance to survive out in space for long.

Ice was beginning to cover his frail figure. His decreasing body temperature was also making it more difficult to string together thoughts.

He had to find somewhere to settle, and quickly.

Dagon flew towards the planet nearest to him, as he no longer had the speed necessary to allow him to go browsing.’

Upon making his descent, he began to dip in and out of consciousness sometime after penetrating the atmosphere.

He crash-landed. When he awoke, he was in the middle of a crater and covered in dirt.

And he was not alone.

Dagon didn’t know what they were. Just that they weren’t human.

The one looming above him appeared to be adolescent. No telling how aging worked in this world.

“€£¥$*?” The child spoke to Dagon in a language that he didn’t know. He also poked him cautiously with a stick.

“…Back away from me, cur, or I will see to it that maggots are defiling your bones before daybreak..!”

When Dagon opened his mouth to speak, his threats were clumsy. Out of practice.

But mostly, there was an underlying ‘itch’ that he hadn’t noticed until now.

No, it was better to say that he didn’t recognize it.

The name for what he was feeling was just on the tip of his tongue but… he couldn’t-

“¥*%#€!l” The child pointed to his own teeth. Almost as if he wanted to know why this strange man was missing two of his own.

Just like that, the wires in his brain finally connected. He knew exactly what he was feeling now. The very thing that defined a vampire’s life.

Hunger.

Dagon began trying to sit up.

As he clenched his fists in the dirt, his fingers grazed against a hard object. A stone.Dagon usually preferred cleaner meals, but… he was not in a position to be picky.

Like a ravenous beast unburdened by morality, Dagon beset himself upon the child.

As he basked in his first meal in over five hundred years, he felt his former personality bubbling back to the surface.

So what if he had fallen to rock bottom?

Was he not Dagon Sanguine? A hunter among hunters?

He had clawed his way to the top of the world before. He could do it again if he so had to.

You just might come in handy.

Dagon stood up and whirled around.

Panic set in when he finally heard a language that he recognized, but saw no face to accompany it.

For a split second, a dark rip opened up in the air in front of Dagon.

With only a modicum of his strength restored, he couldn’t have hoped to fight against the force that sucked him in and removed him from the world.

– (Current timeline

Dagon heard the sound of chains rattling.

He reached at his waist and drew a black shortsword with a golden pommel.

He lashed out in a swift movement and a metallic noise rang out that sounded like one blade clashing against another.

The strength of the blow caught Dagon by surprise. However, he chose to ignore the hairline fractures for now and continue pushing forward.

When blocking her second blow, Dagon finally grew overconfident. “You’re still so predictable!”

No sooner had the words come out of his mouth than a blade came sailing through his upper thigh.

Next was his shoulder, his torso, and his neck- all one right after the other.

“You do not know me. I have long ceased to be the little girl you could knock around under the guise of training.”

Audrina’s chains wrapped around Dagon’s body to completely immobilize him.

She lifted him from his perch on the homunculus and absorbed him into her darkness.

As soon as he was clear, Gandora, L’asir, Nyx, and the other three Euphrates flew into action.

They separated Isabelle from the homunculus so that she could recover, and began waging a rather one-sided war against the construct…

–

In a world of darkness, Dagon stared at a woman he scarcely recognized.

Audrina used to look a lot like her mother, but now she was nearly a totally different person.

And it had nothing to do with her scales or horns this time…

Her eyes were filled with scorn as she glared at him. A look that Dagon almost found funny.

“I was certain that your intention was to kill me… Have you changed your mind already, weakling..?”

Audrina raised a hand to her father.

Her fingertips grazed just underneath the flesh of his chin.

…And then she plunged her claws through the bottom of his jaw.

Dagon did not scream or snivel, but the sound of him choking on his own blood was enough for Audrina.

She watched his wounds heal up at a snail’s pace, with a small sense of satisfaction welling up in her soul.

But as soon as Dagon healed, he was back to infuriating her once again.

“Ah… I see… I knew that something was wrong from the beginning.”

Audrina’s jaw set in place. Confirming Dagon’s suspicions even more.

“…So you knew then. You always were smarter than your sister was.”

“Shut up.”

A tendril of shadow ripped off Dagon’s entire left leg.

This time, he did bite his lip a bit in discomfort.

“The only reason you’re still living right now is because you have information that I want to know. If you answer in short order, I can make your death slightly less excruciating.” Audrina lied.

She would make sure this man died in the most painful way that she could think of, regardless of his behavior.

“What have you done to these colonists?

What is your relationship with Chaos?

And most importantly…”

Audrina grabbed her father by the jaw again and made him look her directly in the eye.

“Where is The Black Goat..?”

Dagon smiled at Audrina infuriatingly- blood staining his teeth and running down his chin.

“Ah…. She was hoping you wouldn’t figure her out.” He sighed.

Audrina sneered in disgust. “I can smell her stench from an entire universe away. It’s hard not to pick up on something that’s been made using her cells. Besides, this isnt the first time I’ve seen this trick. I know she’s been very busy as of late.”

A glimmer of recognition showed up in Dagon’s eyes before he nodded to himself. “Oh, right… I heard about a little incident on earth…”

Audrina’s brow twitched. “So you are connected to Percival and Chaos. You can tell me your plans with missing limbs, or after being killed and resurrected.”

This time, Dagon’s reaction caught her by complete surprise.

He laughed heartily and without restraint, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the entire world. There were even tears streaming from his eyes.

“You… aren’t going to kill me…!” He chuckled.

“Overconfident and wrong as usual.”

“I am your only hope, Audrina. If you want to know how to fix things, that is.” Dagon smiled.

Audrina ripped his sword from his hand.

She prepared to run him through with his own weapon, when suddenly she felt something intimately familiar come from within it.

Her expression quickly changed to one of horror. “…You didn’t…”

Dagon shrugged in his restraints. “What can I say? We’ve been busy.”

Just when Audrina thought things couldn’t get any worse, she heard a shrill scream come from outside. It belonged to Nyx.

“AUDRINA! S-Something’s wrong!!”