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.

perplexing one, as one of his offsprings had met

a strong paternal bond between himself and his children, but the 'Bloodline Connection' that

to them, and once one life was

was it? All my kids are Generals, unless…

the Dragon Lord to know

That was the name… I

saying the name

much

offspring.

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

if I'm not wrong. Ahh,

Human Cities were

it did in the Dragon Empire, it was a given

job that his useless son had

like we won't live or

Dragon narrowed his eyes, staring emptily into space as

around him began to tremble in the presence of his

did he die in

mixed with disgust and disappointment

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

the humans? Is this some sort

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

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

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

humans were

perhaps the weakest of all the races

or talents, and none

more than cannon fodder to be

could probably alter the entire scope of battle if

the fool would have

only reason he didn't was because

humans didn't have to end so quickly, so the tides of their battle was something they actively ensured wouldn't fall too far out

would lessen their forces, and

was nothing more

idiot lost to

on his throne, feeling the