Chapter 61: Chapter 61 - A Regressed almighty Dragon (2)
Amidst a desolate battlefield, five formidable dragons with scales of varying colors and powers circled a lone black dragon, whose golden-pupiled eyes blazed with determination. This was a battle of titans, the strongest of their kind, engaged in a gruesome clash that would be etched into dragon history.
The first dragon, named Ignarox, was an enormous crimson-scaled beast that breathed fire hot enough to melt mountains.
The second, Tidalith, was a massive aquatic dragon with iridescent blue scales that could manipulate the very tides and waves of the oceans.
The third, Dracora, had emerald-green scales and wielded the deadly power of poison, capable of corroding anything it touched.
The fourth, Pyroskorn, had dark obsidian scales and controlled shadowy flames that could consume even the mightiest of foes.
Finally, there was Lumira, a radiant white dragon with the ability to manipulate light itself, blinding and bewildering its opponents.
As the battle raged on, the five dragons unleashed their devastating powers upon the black dragon, who skillfully dodged their attacks with agility and grace.
Flames engulfed the battlefield, poison clouds lingered, water surged, shadows twisted, and blinding light pierced through the chaos.
"You cannot escape our might, time dragon," Ignarox bellowed, spewing forth a torrent of searing flames.
The black dragon, known as Chronoscale, swiftly manipulated time, causing the flames to slow and eventually freeze in mid-air.
With a flick of its tail, the dragon sent the frozen flames back towards Ignarox, engulfing it in its own fiery breath.
Tidalith attempted to summon a tidal wave that would crush Chronoscale, but the black dragon altered time once more, creating a temporal rift that redirected the wave away from itself.
Dracora lunged with venomous fangs, but Chronoscale phased out of existence for a brief moment, causing Dracora to bite into thin air, bewildered.
Before it could react, Chronoscale returned to the physical realm and delivered a powerful blow to Dracora's head.
Pyroskorn tried to envelop Chronoscale in shadowy flames, but the black dragon's golden eyes flashed, and time itself seemed to warp around it.
The flames turned against Pyroskorn, devouring it in a torrent of darkness.
The dragon had become the all-powerful being it was once known to be, but its newfound power had come with a price—short-sightedness.
The fate of not just the Human Realm but also the three realms had been sealed by the arrival of 'Them.'
Now, as the dragon counted its final breaths and teetered on the brink of death, it gazed upon its reflection in the amethyst eyes.
There, it saw a multitude of heroes locked in fierce combat with countless shadows. The dragon's eyes lost their color, fading into the abyss, and without shifting from its position, it passed into the eternal slumber of death.
.
.
.
The dragon found itself in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by darkness that felt both strange and strangely familiar. It took a moment to gather its bearings.
"Where am I?" the dragon thought, puzzled by the surroundings. It gazed out into the darkness, trying to make sense of its location. A realization slowly dawned on it.
"Did I go back in time?" It couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions at the prospect of getting a second chance. Memories of a group of humans taking it from its parents, emotions it never truly understood before, now welled up within.
Then, it saw a human figure approaching—an individual with golden eyes, the same hue as its own when it employed its time manipulation ability.
The man took the dragon under his protection, hiding it beside a tree. The dragon couldn't help but think, "Did he just save me?"
"Quite intriguing for a human," the dragon mused, watching the man from its concealed spot. It took some time to regain its composure and began to concentrate its mana, preparing for whatever lay ahead.
Eventually, its previous master, the Archmage Adriannel, arrived with a woman. The dragon recognized the woman as one of those who had sacrificed themselves in the battle against the Demon Queen.
With the woman's unique mind-reading ability, the dragon conveyed its message to her—asking her to prevent Adriannel from taking it away.
The dragon also implanted a vivid memory of the future into the woman's mind, ensuring she understood the urgency of its plea.
The woman, true to her abilities, managed to persuade the "old man," as the dragon liked to call Adriannel, although he appeared young to others.
Time passed, and the same boy who had saved the dragon came to retrieve it. The dragon couldn't help but be intrigued by the human's life.
It had returned to a time before the Demon Realm's attack, allowing it to observe and understand humans, creatures who didn't even exist in the time from which it came. Memorizing every mana signature of that time, the dragon marveled at the boy's existence and thought, "What is he? At the very least, it will be interesting to be with him."