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.

current situation was a perplexing one, as one of

strong paternal bond between himself and his children, but the 'Bloodline Connection' that all Monarchs had with their

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

was it? All my kids are Generals, unless…

Dragon Lord

was

if saying the name of the deceased Dragon

was how much

weakest of my offspring. Shame upon my

have him in the Dragon Empire, so he gave him a job as a miner in the

if I'm not wrong. Ahh, yes…

from the Human Cities were quite subpar, all

didn't flow as densely over there as it did in the Dragon Empire,

they were at least useful for something, the job that his useless son

not like we won't

Dark Dragon narrowed his eyes, staring emptily

began to tremble in the presence of his

exactly did he die in a Human

disgust and disappointment began to swirl within

like that. Even in death, the useless

got himself killed among the humans? Is this some sort

still a Dragon Commander—far above the Dragon Newts

there any other races in the Western Continent? I

ones who populated that entire parcel of

humans were

of all the races in

natural abilities or talents, and none

were nothing more than cannon fodder to be used when

alter the entire scope of

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

only reason he didn't was

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

much, they would lessen their forces, and if the humans were

was nothing more than

idiot lost

on his throne, feeling the cushion rub on