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

bond between himself and his children,

them, and once one life was snuffed out, he

was it? All my kids are Generals, unless…

take long for the Dragon Lord to know the one that was

That was the

frowned his face, almost as if saying the name of the deceased Dragon brought nothing

much he detested

offspring. Shame upon

son that he couldn't have him in the Dragon Empire, so he gave him a job

I'm not wrong.

Human Cities were quite subpar,

flow as densely over there as it did in the Dragon

useful for something, the job that his useless son had made him contribute at least a little bit towards

It's not like we won't live or function well without

eyes, staring emptily into space as he

began to tremble in the presence

exactly did he die in

with disgust and disappointment began to

was embarrassed that he had a son like that. Even in death, the useless bastard kept bringing shame

the humans? Is this some sort

Jer'ard wasn't the strongest Dragon around, but he was still a Dragon Commander—far above the Dragon

in the Western Continent? I don't think

who populated that entire parcel of land, which made it

truth was… humans were

weakest of all the

talents, and none of their features gave them any major advantage

fodder to be used when training Dragon Newts

could probably alter the entire scope

have even sent his useless child, and the fool would have been able to annihilate most of the

reason he didn't was because there was no need

quickly, so the tides of their battle was something

their forces, and if the humans were winning

nothing more

yet… that idiot

feeling the cushion