An Extra’s POV

There stood a dark castle at the very precipice of a massive mountain.

The mountain was shrouded in darkness, and obsidian clouds floated above everything.

Black grains of sand danced in the air as this single ominously gigantic castle elegantly sat at the heights of majesty.

There was a valley beneath the mountain that served as an Estate.

Several massive houses and colossal structures declared the landmark at the center. However, no matter how big or glamorous everything was, they were all submerged in inky black.

And the darkest of all… remained the castle.

Within the great structure, past its imposing gates, and inside the throne-room of absolute splendor, a being currently lay on his pile of treasures that formed a throne.

Multiple precious tones were mixed together with only the purest kinds of Magical Objects and Rare Ores.

Mana Crystals grew all around the absurd, yet immensely beautiful throne that the great being was casually laying on.

The throne was vertically huge, but more so horizontally long, so it could contain the huge form of the one atop it.

It had a soft cushion, so there was no way they would get uncomfortable.

No one was in the throne-room except them, and due to their eyes being closed, it was clear that they were currently asleep.

However, the two eyes of the slumbering beast slowly fluttered open.

"Strange…" As they opened their jaws, a deep voice echoed throughout the throne-room.

The glowing purple eyes of this entity shone through the area, piercing the darkness.

"One of my children is dead…?"

This being was what could be described as a Dragon; and not just any kind of Dragon.

He was a Dragon Lord.

—The Dark Dragon of the Black Mountain.

as one of his offsprings had met an

he could detect it wasn't due to a strong paternal bond between himself and his children, but the 'Bloodline Connection' that all

be connected to them, and once one life was snuffed out, he would

it? All my

Lord to

right? That was the name…

his eyes and frowned his face, almost as if saying the name of the deceased Dragon brought nothing but a bitter

how much he

offspring.

have him in the Dragon Empire, so he

miner, if I'm not

the Human Cities were quite subpar, all things

the Dragon Empire, it was a given that their materials

something, the job that his useless son had made him contribute at least

death isn't really consequential. It's not like we won't live or function

Dark Dragon narrowed his eyes, staring emptily into space as he growled

around him began to tremble in the

did he die in a Human

and disappointment began

that. Even in death, the useless bastard kept bringing

killed among the humans?

around, but he was still a Dragon Commander—far above the Dragon Newts and

other races in the Western Continent? I don't think

entire parcel of

humans

weakest of all the races

and none of their features gave them

fodder to be

probably alter the entire scope of battle if

even sent his useless child, and the fool would have been able

he didn't was because there

to end so quickly, so the tides of their battle was something they actively

their forces, and if the humans were winning too much, they'd send some

nothing more than

yet… that idiot lost to

his throne, feeling the cushion rub on