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

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

them, and once

it? All my kids are

long for the Dragon Lord

That was the name… I

and frowned his face, almost as if saying the name

much he detested

offspring. Shame upon

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

a miner, if I'm not

Human Cities were quite subpar, all things

the Dragon Empire,

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

death isn't really consequential. It's not like we won't live or function well without

Dark Dragon narrowed his eyes, staring

to tremble in the presence of

exactly did he die in a

disappointment began to swirl

in death, the useless bastard kept bringing shame to the

got himself killed among the humans?

strongest Dragon around, but he was still a

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

who populated that entire parcel of land, which made it their

humans

were perhaps the weakest of

any natural abilities or talents, and none of their features gave

nothing more than cannon fodder to be

probably alter the entire scope of battle

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

reason he didn't was because there was no need

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

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

nothing

idiot lost

Lord shifted on his throne, feeling the cushion