Will of chaos

Pov Dragon of Light (Last son of Rhaegal):

I watch the boy walk away, even though he is so young his strength already surpasses me, even his position among Dragons is something respected for being the progenitor of a new type of Dragons.

I don’t think there has ever been a Dragon King so young in the history of our race, but that doesn’t change that he is too young, without enough experience and experience to act as a leader.

But even so, I may be being prejudiced because of their age, many races do not live as long as Dragons, Humans are a symbol of the brevity of life, and even so they had leaders respected by my race.

“(In the end I’m just finding a justification for not liking him…)” (I)

No matter how many times I prayed to Akatosh during my confinement in the crystal, my wishes were never granted, my prayers were never answered, and when I am released from my prison, nothing was left of those I wanted to protect.

There was no one in this world who needed me, no one in this world who appreciates my existence, and nothing I really wanted.

“(While I don’t have anything, I don’t wish death, I don’t want and I can’t accept a senseless death, my pride as a Dragon is one of the few things I still possess and I feel that it hinders me more at this moment than it helps.)” (I)

“What should I do?” (I) .

During my thousands of years in prison, I felt anger at my father and the rest of our tribe for making such an insane decision, then I felt sadness over the centuries at the few things I heard when someone came to where I was imprisoned allowing me to hear every one of the unthinkable things my people did.

This lasted until no one else came to where I was being held, the silence was the worst of all things, being left with only my thoughts and guesses of the misfortunes those I cared about were doing, not even learning of my brothers deaths was as bad as not knowing what was going on outside my confinement.

Now I hear they are all gone, only I am left alone, scarred by the hatred of those who despise what my family has done, an existence not wanted anywhere.

“What answer does he want?” (I)

I looked up to the sky trying to find an answer that would never come, I could have spread my wings and flown but instead, I just walked through the woods happy to finally see more than a blank wall.

I stopped beside a river calm enough to see my reflection, of all my brothers I was always the most different from our father, and that was a source of pride for me because then I would not be compared with him, I wanted to follow a path of strength different from him.

My father wanted the Authority to rule, he only saw strength in those he led and believed it was his duty to lead the Dragons, his roars of rage are things I still remember hearing when the news broke about the successor to the Emperor of all Dragons being Arash arrived in our place.

I didn’t care personally, my path of strength that I chose to pursue has always been to be the blade that paves the way for those I care about.

Fighting not for yourself but for those who matter to you, being the spearhead that clears a path in the face of any adversity, that’s what I aspired to be.

That’s why I could see so clearly what my father wanted to fight against, while everyone followed him as always, I saw that the path he was taking was a precipice created by his pride and hatred, his wanting to believe that if my father stopped to calm down and think a bit would be able to see what I could see so clearly but it never happened, the more I tried to talk to him the worse with him closing off more to me.

“That’s ironic, my dad took everything from you for silly reasons, but now it’s me regretting having nothing left while you have all of this.” (I)

“Isn’t it ironic, it was meant to be this way since Rhaegal’s betrayal, the Dragons would never forgive what was done that day to not only my family but the entire Dragon race.” (Nix)

“I know, I tried to stop him to protect my family, I could see the end of the road and I couldn’t bear the thought of one day seeing everyone dead…” (I)

“(But now this has come true, no amount of mourning will change the lives that were lost…)” (I)

“Is that all you’re going to do? Keep whining?” (Nix)

“…” (I)

I’m not a fool, I may be sad but I’m not desperate or confused, I can see that the boy before he left wanted to make me think about my future.

I look away from my reflection to the woman sitting on the tree branch across the river, I didn’t need to try to guess who it could be, her human appearance is very similar to the Queen of Spirits Stella, I can also clearly feel traces of the presence of the boy in your Aura, it shows that it’s his Familiar.

I just don’t understand why she’s here, I can see it in her eyes that she’s not here to laugh at me, which I wouldn’t blame her for doing after everything my family has done to her.

“Unlike you, I have nothing left, I don’t even have anyone left to hate, I can’t blame anyone but my own people for everything that happened.” (I)

“There is nothing that binds me to this world, only my pride as a Dragon.” (I)

“Don’t be so pathetic, your situation may be dire, but you are not the first to be in this position.” (Nix)

“When I was free I didn’t even know if my father was alive, I was in a strange place with people I’ve never seen, not to mention the fear of being discovered only to be hunted again by the Church of Light.” (Nix)

“My master when he was born into this world was the weakest creature in the middle of a forest full of Monsters stronger than him, do you think he gave up just because he was weak or lonely?” (Nix)

“…” (I)

“If you don’t have a family, then create one yourself, if you don’t want to be remembered for the mistakes of others, then go and show everyone who you are, if you are lonely, go find a friend on your own.” (Nix)

“Sitting on this floor and doing nothing isn’t going to change what’s already happened and it’s not going to get you anywhere.” (Nix)

Nice words, but I already knew all of this, it means nothing to me who has lost the will to move on, I can understand what she means, but it’s all just empty words to me.

“Why try to help me?” (I)

“I’m not helping you, I just don’t see so much wasted potential.” (Nix)

“Power, isn’t it…?” (I)

I can’t deny having a lot of potential, every True Dragon is a mass of pure potential, but it’s not my power or potential that limits me right now.

I know my heart carries the guilt, in my mind I know everything they’re telling me, I can understand what I need to do, I know what’s wrong with me, but knowing in my head is different from understanding in my heart.

The pain I feel now is like a sword through my heart, a sword I cannot withdraw and each time I touch it only causes more pain.

That’s why not having someone to blame is so bad, if only I could blame someone it would be so easy to direct that pain in hatred towards that person, but I don’t even have that right now.

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Pov Zeno’s:

I was at the end of the afternoon trying to make a tasty drink, and because of that, I have several types of drinks, fruits, and bowls in front of me to test different combinations.

I wanted to surprise Diana who loves to drink anything that has alcohol in it, as I’ve been trying to relax lately I’m dedicating myself to those things that don’t take much effort to please the girls, I have to relax at some point.

“Is it still on?” (érica)

“I wanted more variety, Diana would appreciate it.” (I)

“She’ll enjoy doing anything with you, so just go out and kill some monsters with her.” (érica)

“I wanted to avoid things that require some physical effort, I’ve been exaggerating a lot these days…” (I)

“You’ve been exaggerating since I met you, even now you’re exaggerating, look at those number of bottles and glasses.” (érica)

I look at the more than 100 bottles and the 71 glasses filled with liquids of different colors, one of them is even on fire, not counting the more than 150 glasses still empty.

“I have to pass the time somehow, it goes against my nature to spend too much time still.” (I)

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During the night of that day, I was on the roof looking at the only moon in the sky of the Dungeon, I was drinking one of the drink recipes I created today, after a sip and the feeling of explosion in my mouth I throw this cup away where it explodes when colliding with a stone.

“So it wasn’t just an exploding feeling…” (I)

“You look pretty relaxed if you’re kidding like that.” (Nix)

Suddenly Nix descends from the sky, there were other spirits around her, but when she approached me they left, dispersing in several directions.

“Are you done talking to him?” (I)

“Yes, to see someone like that almost give up is ridiculous.” (Nix)

“Those who have nothing always fight to the last to climb, but those who have already been at the top are always hurt too much in the fall and therefore find climbing something impossible.” (I)

There are many such stories in my world, most of them are works of fiction, but there are also many real cases, people sometimes fail to see that even a step forward can already be the beginning of climbing a slope.

“I’ll give him time to think, no matter what the Dragon God or even what you say, I don’t need someone without willpower around me.” (I)

“I wouldn’t ask for anything different.” (Nix)