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.

was a perplexing one, as one of his offsprings had

due to a strong paternal bond between himself and his children, but the 'Bloodline Connection' that all Monarchs had

to them, and once one life was snuffed out, he

my

take long for the Dragon Lord to know the one that

was the

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

was how much

weakest of my offspring. Shame upon my

had been so ashamed of his idiotic and talentless son that he couldn't have him in the Dragon Empire, so he gave him a job as a

not

from the Human Cities

as it did in the Dragon Empire, it was a given that their materials would have less

since they were at least useful for something, the job that his useless son had made him contribute

like we won't live or

narrowed his eyes, staring emptily into space as he

began to tremble in the presence of

he die in a Human

with disgust and disappointment began to swirl

a son like that. Even in death, the useless bastard kept bringing shame

himself killed among the humans? Is

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

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

the only ones who populated that entire

was… humans were

weakest of all the races

natural abilities or talents, and none of their features

be used when training Dragon

single competent Dragon Commander could probably alter the entire scope of

fool would have been

only reason he didn't was because there was

to end so quickly, so the tides of their battle was something they actively ensured wouldn't fall

Dragons were winning too much, they would lessen their forces, and if the humans were winning too much, they'd send

was nothing

yet… that idiot

feeling the cushion