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 his offsprings had met

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

to them, and once

was it? All my

didn't take long for the Dragon Lord to know the one that was

right? That was the name…

name of the deceased Dragon brought nothing but a bitter taste to his

much he detested

of my offspring. Shame upon my

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

miner, if I'm not

he got from the Human Cities were quite

the Dragon Empire, it was a given that

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

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

Dark Dragon narrowed his eyes, staring emptily into space as he growled

him began to tremble in the presence of his almighty

exactly did he die in a Human

with disgust and disappointment began

in

himself killed among the humans? Is

wasn't the strongest Dragon around, but he was still a Dragon Commander—far above the Dragon Newts

the Western Continent?

the only ones who populated that entire parcel of land,

truth was… humans

weakest of all

barely had any natural abilities or talents, and none of their features gave them any major advantage in

nothing more than cannon fodder to be used when training Dragon Newts

alter the entire scope of battle if

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

reason he didn't was because there was no

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

they would lessen their forces, and

nothing more

yet… that idiot

Lord shifted on his throne, feeling