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.

one of his offsprings had met an untimely

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

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

All my kids are Generals, unless…

the Dragon Lord to know the one that was

That was

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

much he detested

of my offspring. Shame upon

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

was a miner, if I'm not wrong. Ahh, yes…

from the Human Cities were quite subpar, all

as it did in the Dragon Empire, it was a given that their materials would

that his useless son had made

isn't really consequential. It's not like we won't live

narrowed his eyes, staring emptily into

to tremble in the presence of

he die in a Human

with disgust and disappointment began to swirl within

in death, the useless bastard kept bringing shame

among the humans? Is this some

still a Dragon Commander—far above the Dragon Newts

the Western Continent? I don't think

populated that entire parcel of land, which made it their

truth was… humans

the weakest of all

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

more than cannon fodder to be

competent Dragon Commander could probably alter the entire scope

child, and the fool would have

reason he didn't was because there was no need

tides of their battle was something

they would lessen their forces, and if the humans were winning too much, they'd send

nothing

yet… that idiot

shifted on his throne, feeling the cushion