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.

a perplexing one, as one of his offsprings had met an

it wasn't due to a strong paternal bond between himself

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

was it? All my

long for the Dragon Lord to know the

That was the

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

much he detested

my offspring. Shame

in the Dragon Empire, so he

I'm not wrong. Ahh, yes… that's about

from the Human Cities were quite

it did in the

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

like we won't live or function well

his eyes, staring emptily into space

tremble in the

How exactly did he die

with disgust and disappointment

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

among the humans?

strongest Dragon around, but he was still a Dragon

races in the Western Continent? I don't think

ones who populated that entire parcel

humans were hilariously

weakest of all

abilities or talents, and none of their features

were nothing more than cannon fodder to be used when

could probably alter the entire scope

his useless child, and the fool would have

only reason he didn't was

didn't have to end so quickly, so the tides of their battle was something

were winning too much, they would lessen their forces, and if the

nothing more

idiot lost

shifted on his throne, feeling the cushion