Chapter 9
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As I walk, I see the ground littered with bodies with the ones I had slain.
But where is this pain coming from?
Perhaps it because I have always been taught to never show mercy to neither enemies nor allies.
'They' would always say 'your enemies fall upon your land, whilst your allies betray.'
I find this quote quite funny, the so called 'blessing' humanity had received from the so called, God, in the end was naught but a curse. Again, perhaps that is why I was taught so, only in death would human's sins be forgiven after all.
But alas, I ask my self again, where is this pain coming from?
'They' would always say that pain is just a result from one's mind telling themselves that they have been damaged from an external source.
But, what if one feels that from an internal source?
Unfortunately, I have never gotten the chance to ask nor see them again since my time in the orphanage, where I would never feel any pain, except at times where they would put sharp needle-like objects inside my body, though I would fall unconscious seconds later.
In the battlefield however, I would always feel pain, externally of course, sometimes the pain would leave me in bed for many days, but I never felt anything like pain from the heart before. I continue walking in the body-filled theater of war, stabbing bodies with any signs of life left in them with my sword.
Then, I feel a great wind traveling through the battlefield, making all of the bodies fly into the air and flung miles away. While trying to keep my footing, I see a great and majestic creature with eyes filled with gentleness and wisdom, seemingly looking into my soul, while at the same time, spreading an intense pressure that seemed to rival the weight of the world.
This creature would be called a 'Dragon'. An rare and extremely power species able to breathe fire from their lungs, fly with their humongous, yet effective wings, think and speak with their profound wisdom, control magic with ease, and have the power to create and destroy.
Truly alike gods.
This Dragon in particular, had olive green scales with luster able to rival gems of the highest quality, aquamarine eyes like the free waves of the sea, green and august wings, but unlike others, it had no horns nor sharp claws. Simply put, it looked like a gentle and peaceful god that would do naught, but protect.
I stab my sword on the ground, holding it firmly in my hands, using my strength to keep me from flying distances away and from the immense pressure released by the Dragon as the it slowly floats down, landing on it's four stages, upon the empty, but bloodied earth.
"Speak beast, what do you desire from me?"
I choke out, as I look into the beast's eyes, my own, unwavering even to a god-like being.
"Follow..."
It's voice was soft and pleasant, yet had an unconscious authority. Not having no as an answer, the beast comes closer to me and bends low, probably allowing me to stay on her back while she flies somewhere. I hop onto her back while she spreads her wings, flapping with strength and an increasing rhythm as we head towards the starless night sky.
While I continue on this journey to the unknown, I stare at the gray, imperfect glowing moon.
'How beautiful,' I thought.
My brows then raise, never in my life have I thought something to be beautiful, not women, not art, not reality, not anything.
'How strange...'
I continue to stare at the star until the Dragon said, "We're here..." This time without any authority, instead it was replaced wholly by nothing but gentleness.
"What are we doing here?"
"For you to rest..."
"Why? Why are you doing this?"
"Kindness...?"
"Kindness? I do not need such a thing."
"You will stay."
Now the it's voice was clear and filled with authority mixed in with a bit of anger and... sadness? This was a first for me, so I was not quite sure if it was. But hah, a person, or rather, a creature, feeling sadness for a demon. It's not so bad to have someone genuinely feel pity and sadness for you, I thought, as I feel the pain from my heart recede ever so slightly. I smiled honestly for the very first time, as I said lightly,
"Fine, fine. (*sign*) So... what now?"
"Rest..."
The majestic beast said, turning it's eyes to the cave in front of us. I look and see a large and weirdly luxurious bed inside, what else was that it wasn't filled with riches and treasure like many other 'Dragon Dens' I've been to in the past. Instead, there was only the bed and nothing else.
Seconds after I turn my eyes away from the Dragon, I look back and see a small humanoid figure with a height of 6 to 7 heads. It had features of a developing young lady with the face of a goddess, aquamarine eyes, pale but healthy skin, elegant black hair with subtle gray highlights, all topped off with a charming light green dress.
"Beautiful," I murmured as I looked dazed and it seemed she had caught me as she tilted her head, looking confused, but most importantly, incredibly cute. I snap out of my stupor continued to blankly stare at her.
"... yes...? Oh... human form..."
My eyes were wide-open as I thought, 'This... is the dragon?'
"My name... ????, follow..."
I couldn't hear her name, but I knew she was talking as she was moving her mouth, but I couldn't grasp what she had said as I never learned to read lips. I did as she said and followed her inside the cave...
-???? Later-
Many days have passed, perhaps years, and I am still with the humanoid Dragon. Everyday she would bring food and I would cook it for both of us. Everyday my injuries I had gotten from the battlefield lessened and lessened until they disappeared entirely without a scar. Everyday would I look at the moon for hours, remembering the ones I have killed. However, with the Dragon, whom's name I still knew not, the pain inside my heart would become less and less...
In the past, I told her my name, but it seems that she already knew it somehow. It was like she knew everything about me and it was quite strange, but that didn't change anything. She eventually grew accustomed to my presence and talked normally, without pauses and even learned to smile by herself. She was not used to being in her humanoid form, but tried and still tries, her best. I think back, and now I realize that I would always unknowingly smile whenever I was with her. Perhaps it is because of her newfound cheerfulness whenever I am around her, infecting me, but my personality seems to be changing overtime, turning from cold to generally laid-back.
The Dragon had also brought along a new fellow that stated he was called Hugen, for me, a strange name and indeed he was strange, always training and when not, a little too cheerful. And that was how the Dragon had gotten her new nature, now being alike a little sister to me. One thing I found very strange though was the fact that whenever someone spoke her name, I could never hear it, only see the said person's lips moving and every time their lips would move in different patterns, making it impossible for me to translate it.
-???? Later-
I could now officially say that Hugen is my best friend. His personality is definitely contagious. The cold side of my temper has pretty much completely disappeared. If one would talk to me now, they would think I was an easy person to talk to and take advantage of, but Hugen knows better. Speaking of Hugen, he is now much taller than me with an incredibly muscular body, but the muscles are not massive, just... muscular. His facial features can be described as sharp like a blade, nothing more, nothing less. I myself had not grown much, only about a ninth of a head and my facial features did not change much either.
The Dragon had one day miraculously disappeared, making me shed my very first tears. I did not know how much I had cried during that time of sadness as my mind was blurry and I was seriously considering suicide and mass murder until Hugen had woke me from my nightmare. I still recall what he had said at that time very clearly, 'Remember this pain, remember it well. As others have suffered as well...' He said this while crying as well, but unlike me who was kneeling on to ground, he was looking at the rising sun in the horizon with a determined front. I still do not know how he could manage to do so, this pain is completely unbearable.
"I vow, I shall never kill. If broken, let my soul be burned in Hell."
I say, walking away from the crater I created whilst going to Hugen, standing side by side next to him I look in the distance, at the shining sun alike the bright Dragon who changed my heart.
-???? Later-
I had gotten a job as bodyguard for a rich man. Thankfully, I did not do much other than patrol his massive home and knock out intruders. After a few dozen years, I had gotten enough money to buy myself a mansion, live comfortably for hundreds of thousands of years, and more to spare. I had found new 'friends', though I knew they were taking advantage of me, I never treated them as such. Hugen would always come by and take a few spars with the sword which he took interest in. When sparring, many times would I get opportunities to strike his openings, but I never did, only mostly blocking and parrying. I do not wish to see my best friend injured because of his slip ups. After each spar, I would give tips to him to improve himself, and improve himself he did, getting better and better every single day.
Unknown to anyone other than myself though, I always dreamed of immortality so that I could venture the world and perhaps one day meet the Dragon once again and have a nice, long and peaceful chat with her. However, I knew I would never achieve such, so I only tried to improve my sword skills if one day I could obtain the simple miracle, I could protect myself as I am journeying. Perhaps it will come in the near future...
To avoid thinking of the Dragon, due to the fact I would become extremely unstable, I would always put on an ignorant facade, to not just deceive others, but me myself, that the Dragon never existed. It is very well possible that I have fallen for her, as even when I'm trying my very best to forget her, I just cannot. Month, years, decades, centuries, so many years have passed and I just cannot forget her. It is like she is engraved into my mind, never able to forget, yet never able to see.
Though me and Hugen have aged and experienced many, many years, I still look like my seventeen self while Hugen is barely beginning to have gray streaks in his hair. During those years, technology have been advanced considerably by scientists, from hardly working light bulbs that flickered every minute or so, to extraordinarily complex super machines and computers that could calculate solutions to world-ending problems in a matter of milliseconds, though Hugen would not let anything like that happen, ever. I, unfortunately, had been targeted by an assassin that looked similar to a robot, but I knew he/she was still human due to my relations to the concept of life and death. The assassin had managed to inject me with a dense and heavy metallic-looking liquid that had made me paralyzed before I had kill him, leaving behind nothing.
Due to the vow I had made thousands of years ago, I felt my entire body burning with a fire that felt similar to when a newborn baby touches scorching heat, making the heat feel much more intense than say if an adult touches it. However, instead of just a touch, it is to my entire being, body and soul. Laying there on the naked ground whilst screaming in pain, some friendly people had called the local police in the country I was residing in, the now so-called, China. The reason for this was because it was quite peaceful, kindred to the days in the past when it just the cold, hateful and lonely me with the kind, gentle, and quiet Dragon.
When the police had arrived, they had tried lifting me, but instead of being successful in their attempt, I just screamed even more like molten hot lava was added to the heat, making the pain even more intense than before. After several attempts, left with no choice, they quickly picked me up and drove me to the hospital. Even in the hospital, the doctors could do nothing, only to try to relieve my pain with their painkillers, which did nothing at all, not to mention my paralysis which thankfully was only temporary.
Many years after that incident, I had gotten used to the pain that would kill most people instantly. The daily things had happened without anyone asking me of my pain, I didn't tell Hugen, though I'm not sure how he didn't learn of the event. Some of my 'friends' have died, I attended their funeral while being disguised as an old man to not show that I still looked seventeen even after so many years had passed by and I made some new 'friends' and some genuine friends who wanted nothing but to just be near me and have a nice conversation.
One day however, whilst I was looking at the moon to remember my old friend, the moon had suddenly turned into something like the sun, but without the fire, heat or light. Now, it just looked like a burnt up ball. I was quite confused as this randomness does not appear everyday, but chose to ignore it as my 'friends' poured in. The last of the bunch was actually Hugen, I had not seen him much in these past few years as he was getting fairly old. He now had hair that was completely gray and a few wrinkles in his skin, but if one were to look closely, they could see his past handsomeness.
He had asked for a spar. I had not sparred him in a few dozen years and was relatively excited to spar him once again. Before the spar, I had noticed a strange figure with a mask while I was looking into his pupils, perhaps it was the dark sun that was creating this figure, but I chose to ignore it because of the want to spar Hugen to release some of my pent up tension. The pain was still there and it felt awful while standing there, thus I pushed off one foot and dashed toward the guy. I noticed he was somewhat dazed so not wanting to harm him too much, I slowed down slightly. Then suddenly, he had used his full force on one slash aimed towards me, making me go flying towards my mansion's wall.
The pain was unbearable, but I noticed that unlike when losing my dragon friend, it didn't hurt as much, but definitely close as the previous pain I had, had mixed with the current, making me feel a terrible agony that almost made me fall unconscious, even with my incredible willpower. I screamed,
"WHAT THE HELL HUGEN?!"
However, like he never heard me, he darted towards me and swung his almost broken wooden sword. This strike had succeeded and I was almost killed, leaving me with only minutes, no seconds. Trying my best to speak, I choke out,
"Why...?"
"Friend, I have seen your destiny" Hugen answered as my vision was beginning to blur. "You will kill, you will suffer, I am merely beginning it for you."
'Ah beginning it, is he?' Yasuo thought as he tried to laugh, but it sounded like he was choking.
'Did he find out about the incident?'
"Goodbye, my friend..." Hugen said as his voice became lower and lower as my vision also begins to fade until I see nothing, but darkness.
I then hear a voice, a voice similar to that of the Dragon's. After a short talk while feigning ignorance and asking for my wishes, I learn the entity has a 'superior' that had given me the 'highest class reincarnation'. From the wishes, I obtained semi-complete immortality and a way to hide my existence to others so that I won't get caught with trouble, via a mask. Like the modern novels or the so called 'fan fictions' of today, I also received a system called 'Ancient Manipulator' and a choice of the world I desire to go to. I finally have a way to find you my old friend...
After manipulating my thoughts so that it the entity would reveal him or herself, I finally get to see her... She looked extremely similar to the Dragon's humanoid form, there was still the gentle aura, but instead of a light green dress, it was replaced with a blood red tent dress, making me stare at daze while I feel tears come down my 'cheeks' even though I was currently a soul.
I then realize I was distracted, and snapped out of my befuddlement, still staring intently at the self-proclaimed 'Lesser Goddess of Reincarnation, Vyra'. I think of something inappropriate about her to not reveal anything about me and ask for my last wish, for her to have a journey with me...
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As I walk, I see the ground littered with bodies with the ones I had slain.
But where is this pain coming from?
Perhaps it because I have always been taught to never show mercy to neither enemies nor allies.
'They' would always say 'your enemies fall upon your land, whilst your allies betray.'
I find this quote quite funny, the so called 'blessing' humanity had received from the so called, God, in the end was naught but a curse. Again, perhaps that is why I was taught so, only in death would human's sins be forgiven after all.
But alas, I ask my self again, where is this pain coming from?
'They' would always say that pain is just a result from one's mind telling themselves that they have been damaged from an external source.
But, what if one feels that from an internal source?
Unfortunately, I have never gotten the chance to ask nor see them again since my time in the orphanage, where I would never feel any pain, except at times where they would put sharp needle-like objects inside my body, though I would fall unconscious seconds later.
In the battlefield however, I would always feel pain, externally of course, sometimes the pain would leave me in bed for many days, but I never felt anything like pain from the heart before. I continue walking in the body-filled theater of war, stabbing bodies with any signs of life left in them with my sword.
Then, I feel a great wind traveling through the battlefield, making all of the bodies fly into the air and flung miles away. While trying to keep my footing, I see a great and majestic creature with eyes filled with gentleness and wisdom, seemingly looking into my soul, while at the same time, spreading an intense pressure that seemed to rival the weight of the world.
This creature would be called a 'Dragon'. An rare and extremely power species able to breathe fire from their lungs, fly with their humongous, yet effective wings, think and speak with their profound wisdom, control magic with ease, and have the power to create and destroy.
Truly alike gods.
This Dragon in particular, had olive green scales with luster able to rival gems of the highest quality, aquamarine eyes like the free waves of the sea, green and august wings, but unlike others, it had no horns nor sharp claws. Simply put, it looked like a gentle and peaceful god that would do naught, but protect.
I stab my sword on the ground, holding it firmly in my hands, using my strength to keep me from flying distances away and from the immense pressure released by the Dragon as the it slowly floats down, landing on it's four stages, upon the empty, but bloodied earth.
"Speak beast, what do you desire from me?"
I choke out, as I look into the beast's eyes, my own, unwavering even to a god-like being.
"Follow..."
It's voice was soft and pleasant, yet had an unconscious authority. Not having no as an answer, the beast comes closer to me and bends low, probably allowing me to stay on her back while she flies somewhere. I hop onto her back while she spreads her wings, flapping with strength and an increasing rhythm as we head towards the starless night sky.
While I continue on this journey to the unknown, I stare at the gray, imperfect glowing moon.
'How beautiful,' I thought.
My brows then raise, never in my life have I thought something to be beautiful, not women, not art, not reality, not anything.
'How strange...'
I continue to stare at the star until the Dragon said, "We're here..." This time without any authority, instead it was replaced wholly by nothing but gentleness.
"What are we doing here?"
"For you to rest..."
"Why? Why are you doing this?"
"Kindness...?"
"Kindness? I do not need such a thing."
"You will stay."
Now the it's voice was clear and filled with authority mixed in with a bit of anger and... sadness? This was a first for me, so I was not quite sure if it was. But hah, a person, or rather, a creature, feeling sadness for a demon. It's not so bad to have someone genuinely feel pity and sadness for you, I thought, as I feel the pain from my heart recede ever so slightly. I smiled honestly for the very first time, as I said lightly,
"Fine, fine. (*sign*) So... what now?"
"Rest..."
The majestic beast said, turning it's eyes to the cave in front of us. I look and see a large and weirdly luxurious bed inside, what else was that it wasn't filled with riches and treasure like many other 'Dragon Dens' I've been to in the past. Instead, there was only the bed and nothing else.
Seconds after I turn my eyes away from the Dragon, I look back and see a small humanoid figure with a height of 6 to 7 heads. It had features of a developing young lady with the face of a goddess, aquamarine eyes, pale but healthy skin, elegant black hair with subtle gray highlights, all topped off with a charming light green dress.
"Beautiful," I murmured as I looked dazed and it seemed she had caught me as she tilted her head, looking confused, but most importantly, incredibly cute. I snap out of my stupor continued to blankly stare at her.
"... yes...? Oh... human form..."
My eyes were wide-open as I thought, 'This... is the dragon?'
"My name... ????, follow..."
I couldn't hear her name, but I knew she was talking as she was moving her mouth, but I couldn't grasp what she had said as I never learned to read lips. I did as she said and followed her inside the cave...
-???? Later-
Many days have passed, perhaps years, and I am still with the humanoid Dragon. Everyday she would bring food and I would cook it for both of us. Everyday my injuries I had gotten from the battlefield lessened and lessened until they disappeared entirely without a scar. Everyday would I look at the moon for hours, remembering the ones I have killed. However, with the Dragon, whom's name I still knew not, the pain inside my heart would become less and less...
In the past, I told her my name, but it seems that she already knew it somehow. It was like she knew everything about me and it was quite strange, but that didn't change anything. She eventually grew accustomed to my presence and talked normally, without pauses and even learned to smile by herself. She was not used to being in her humanoid form, but tried and still tries, her best. I think back, and now I realize that I would always unknowingly smile whenever I was with her. Perhaps it is because of her newfound cheerfulness whenever I am around her, infecting me, but my personality seems to be changing overtime, turning from cold to generally laid-back.
The Dragon had also brought along a new fellow that stated he was called Hugen, for me, a strange name and indeed he was strange, always training and when not, a little too cheerful. And that was how the Dragon had gotten her new nature, now being alike a little sister to me. One thing I found very strange though was the fact that whenever someone spoke her name, I could never hear it, only see the said person's lips moving and every time their lips would move in different patterns, making it impossible for me to translate it.
-???? Later-
I could now officially say that Hugen is my best friend. His personality is definitely contagious. The cold side of my temper has pretty much completely disappeared. If one would talk to me now, they would think I was an easy person to talk to and take advantage of, but Hugen knows better. Speaking of Hugen, he is now much taller than me with an incredibly muscular body, but the muscles are not massive, just... muscular. His facial features can be described as sharp like a blade, nothing more, nothing less. I myself had not grown much, only about a ninth of a head and my facial features did not change much either.
The Dragon had one day miraculously disappeared, making me shed my very first tears. I did not know how much I had cried during that time of sadness as my mind was blurry and I was seriously considering suicide and mass murder until Hugen had woke me from my nightmare. I still recall what he had said at that time very clearly, 'Remember this pain, remember it well. As others have suffered as well...' He said this while crying as well, but unlike me who was kneeling on to ground, he was looking at the rising sun in the horizon with a determined front. I still do not know how he could manage to do so, this pain is completely unbearable.
"I vow, I shall never kill. If broken, let my soul be burned in Hell."
I say, walking away from the crater I created whilst going to Hugen, standing side by side next to him I look in the distance, at the shining sun alike the bright Dragon who changed my heart.
-???? Later-
I had gotten a job as bodyguard for a rich man. Thankfully, I did not do much other than patrol his massive home and knock out intruders. After a few dozen years, I had gotten enough money to buy myself a mansion, live comfortably for hundreds of thousands of years, and more to spare. I had found new 'friends', though I knew they were taking advantage of me, I never treated them as such. Hugen would always come by and take a few spars with the sword which he took interest in. When sparring, many times would I get opportunities to strike his openings, but I never did, only mostly blocking and parrying. I do not wish to see my best friend injured because of his slip ups. After each spar, I would give tips to him to improve himself, and improve himself he did, getting better and better every single day.
Unknown to anyone other than myself though, I always dreamed of immortality so that I could venture the world and perhaps one day meet the Dragon once again and have a nice, long and peaceful chat with her. However, I knew I would never achieve such, so I only tried to improve my sword skills if one day I could obtain the simple miracle, I could protect myself as I am journeying. Perhaps it will come in the near future...
To avoid thinking of the Dragon, due to the fact I would become extremely unstable, I would always put on an ignorant facade, to not just deceive others, but me myself, that the Dragon never existed. It is very well possible that I have fallen for her, as even when I'm trying my very best to forget her, I just cannot. Month, years, decades, centuries, so many years have passed and I just cannot forget her. It is like she is engraved into my mind, never able to forget, yet never able to see.
Though me and Hugen have aged and experienced many, many years, I still look like my seventeen self while Hugen is barely beginning to have gray streaks in his hair. During those years, technology have been advanced considerably by scientists, from hardly working light bulbs that flickered every minute or so, to extraordinarily complex super machines and computers that could calculate solutions to world-ending problems in a matter of milliseconds, though Hugen would not let anything like that happen, ever. I, unfortunately, had been targeted by an assassin that looked similar to a robot, but I knew he/she was still human due to my relations to the concept of life and death. The assassin had managed to inject me with a dense and heavy metallic-looking liquid that had made me paralyzed before I had kill him, leaving behind nothing.
Due to the vow I had made thousands of years ago, I felt my entire body burning with a fire that felt similar to when a newborn baby touches scorching heat, making the heat feel much more intense than say if an adult touches it. However, instead of just a touch, it is to my entire being, body and soul. Laying there on the naked ground whilst screaming in pain, some friendly people had called the local police in the country I was residing in, the now so-called, China. The reason for this was because it was quite peaceful, kindred to the days in the past when it just the cold, hateful and lonely me with the kind, gentle, and quiet Dragon.
When the police had arrived, they had tried lifting me, but instead of being successful in their attempt, I just screamed even more like molten hot lava was added to the heat, making the pain even more intense than before. After several attempts, left with no choice, they quickly picked me up and drove me to the hospital. Even in the hospital, the doctors could do nothing, only to try to relieve my pain with their painkillers, which did nothing at all, not to mention my paralysis which thankfully was only temporary.
Many years after that incident, I had gotten used to the pain that would kill most people instantly. The daily things had happened without anyone asking me of my pain, I didn't tell Hugen, though I'm not sure how he didn't learn of the event. Some of my 'friends' have died, I attended their funeral while being disguised as an old man to not show that I still looked seventeen even after so many years had passed by and I made some new 'friends' and some genuine friends who wanted nothing but to just be near me and have a nice conversation.
One day however, whilst I was looking at the moon to remember my old friend, the moon had suddenly turned into something like the sun, but without the fire, heat or light. Now, it just looked like a burnt up ball. I was quite confused as this randomness does not appear everyday, but chose to ignore it as my 'friends' poured in. The last of the bunch was actually Hugen, I had not seen him much in these past few years as he was getting fairly old. He now had hair that was completely gray and a few wrinkles in his skin, but if one were to look closely, they could see his past handsomeness.
He had asked for a spar. I had not sparred him in a few dozen years and was relatively excited to spar him once again. Before the spar, I had noticed a strange figure with a mask while I was looking into his pupils, perhaps it was the dark sun that was creating this figure, but I chose to ignore it because of the want to spar Hugen to release some of my pent up tension. The pain was still there and it felt awful while standing there, thus I pushed off one foot and dashed toward the guy. I noticed he was somewhat dazed so not wanting to harm him too much, I slowed down slightly. Then suddenly, he had used his full force on one slash aimed towards me, making me go flying towards my mansion's wall.
The pain was unbearable, but I noticed that unlike when losing my dragon friend, it didn't hurt as much, but definitely close as the previous pain I had, had mixed with the current, making me feel a terrible agony that almost made me fall unconscious, even with my incredible willpower. I screamed,
"WHAT THE HELL HUGEN?!"
However, like he never heard me, he darted towards me and swung his almost broken wooden sword. This strike had succeeded and I was almost killed, leaving me with only minutes, no seconds. Trying my best to speak, I choke out,
"Why...?"
"Friend, I have seen your destiny" Hugen answered as my vision was beginning to blur. "You will kill, you will suffer, I am merely beginning it for you."
'Ah beginning it, is he?' Yasuo thought as he tried to laugh, but it sounded like he was choking.
'Did he find out about the incident?'
"Goodbye, my friend..." Hugen said as his voice became lower and lower as my vision also begins to fade until I see nothing, but darkness.
I then hear a voice, a voice similar to that of the Dragon's. After a short talk while feigning ignorance and asking for my wishes, I learn the entity has a 'superior' that had given me the 'highest class reincarnation'. From the wishes, I obtained semi-complete immortality and a way to hide my existence to others so that I won't get caught with trouble, via a mask. Like the modern novels or the so called 'fan fictions' of today, I also received a system called 'Ancient Manipulator' and a choice of the world I desire to go to. I finally have a way to find you my old friend...
After manipulating my thoughts so that it the entity would reveal him or herself, I finally get to see her... She looked extremely similar to the Dragon's humanoid form, there was still the gentle aura, but instead of a light green dress, it was replaced with a blood red tent dress, making me stare at daze while I feel tears come down my 'cheeks' even though I was currently a soul.
I then realize I was distracted, and snapped out of my befuddlement, still staring intently at the self-proclaimed 'Lesser Goddess of Reincarnation, Vyra'. I think of something inappropriate about her to not reveal anything about me and ask for my last wish, for her to have a journey with me...
As I walk, I see the ground littered with bodies with the ones I had slain.But where is this pain coming from?Perhaps it because I have always been taught to never show mercy to neither enemies nor allies.'They' would always say 'your enemies fall upon your land, whilst your allies betray.'I find this quote quite funny, the so called 'blessing' humanity had received from the so called, God, in the end was naught but a curse. Again, perhaps that is why I was taught so, only in death would human's sins be forgiven after all.But alas, I ask my self again, where is this pain coming from?'They' would always say that pain is just a result from one's mind telling themselves that they have been damaged from an external source.But, what if one feels that from an internal source?Unfortunately, I have never gotten the chance to ask nor see them again since my time in the orphanage, where I would never feel any pain, except at times where they would put sharp needle-like objects inside my body, though I would fall unconscious seconds later.In the battlefield however, I would always feel pain, externally of course, sometimes the pain would leave me in bed for many days, but I never felt anything like pain from the heart before. I continue walking in the body-filled theater of war, stabbing bodies with any signs of life left in them with my sword.Then, I feel a great wind traveling through the battlefield, making all of the bodies fly into the air and flung miles away. While trying to keep my footing, I see a great and majestic creature with eyes filled with gentleness and wisdom, seemingly looking into my soul, while at the same time, spreading an intense pressure that seemed to rival the weight of the world.This creature would be called a 'Dragon'. An rare and extremely power species able to breathe fire from their lungs, fly with their humongous, yet effective wings, think and speak with their profound wisdom, control magic with ease, and have the power to create and destroy.Truly alike gods.This Dragon in particular, had olive green scales with luster able to rival gems of the highest quality, aquamarine eyes like the free waves of the sea, green and august wings, but unlike others, it had no horns nor sharp claws. Simply put, it looked like a gentle and peaceful god that would do naught, but protect.I stab my sword on the ground, holding it firmly in my hands, using my strength to keep me from flying distances away and from the immense pressure released by the Dragon as the it slowly floats down, landing on it's four stages, upon the empty, but bloodied earth."Speak beast, what do you desire from me?"I choke out, as I look into the beast's eyes, my own, unwavering even to a god-like being."Follow..."It's voice was soft and pleasant, yet had an unconscious authority. Not having no as an answer, the beast comes closer to me and bends low, probably allowing me to stay on her back while she flies somewhere. I hop onto her back while she spreads her wings, flapping with strength and an increasing rhythm as we head towards the starless night sky.While I continue on this journey to the unknown, I stare at the gray, imperfect glowing moon.'How beautiful,' I thought.My brows then raise, never in my life have I thought something to be beautiful, not women, not art, not reality, not anything.'How strange...'I continue to stare at the star until the Dragon said, "We're here..." This time without any authority, instead it was replaced wholly by nothing but gentleness."What are we doing here?""For you to rest...""Why? Why are you doing this?""Kindness...?""Kindness? I do not need such a thing.""You will stay."Now the it's voice was clear and filled with authority mixed in with a bit of anger and... sadness? This was a first for me, so I was not quite sure if it was. But hah, a person, or rather, a creature, feeling sadness for a demon. It's not so bad to have someone genuinely feel pity and sadness for you, I thought, as I feel the pain from my heart recede ever so slightly. I smiled honestly for the very first time, as I said lightly,"Fine, fine. *sign* So... what now?""Rest..."The majestic beast said, turning it's eyes to the cave in front of us. I look and see a large and weirdly luxurious bed inside, what else was that it wasn't filled with riches and treasure like many other 'Dragon Dens' I've been to in the past. Instead, there was only the bed and nothing else.Seconds after I turn my eyes away from the Dragon, I look back and see a small humanoid figure with a height of 6 to 7 heads. It had features of a developing young lady with the face of a goddess, aquamarine eyes, pale but healthy skin, elegant black hair with subtle gray highlights, all topped off with a charming light green dress."Beautiful," I murmured as I looked dazed and it seemed she had caught me as she tilted her head, looking confused, but most importantly, incredibly cute. I snap out of my stupor continued to blankly stare at her."... yes...? Oh... human form..."My eyes were wide-open as I thought, 'This... is the dragon?'"My name... ????, follow..."I couldn't hear her name, but I knew she was talking as she was moving her mouth, but I couldn't grasp what she had said as I never learned to read lips. I did as she said and followed her inside the cave...-???? Later-Many days have passed, perhaps years, and I am still with the humanoid Dragon. Everyday she would bring food and I would cook it for both of us. Everyday my injuries I had gotten from the battlefield lessened and lessened until they disappeared entirely without a scar. Everyday would I look at the moon for hours, remembering the ones I have killed. However, with the Dragon, whom's name I still knew not, the pain inside my heart would become less and less...In the past, I told her my name, but it seems that she already knew it somehow. It was like she knew everything about me and it was quite strange, but that didn't change anything. She eventually grew accustomed to my presence and talked normally, without pauses and even learned to smile by herself. She was not used to being in her humanoid form, but tried and still tries, her best. I think back, and now I realize that I would always unknowingly smile whenever I was with her. Perhaps it is because of her newfound cheerfulness whenever I am around her, infecting me, but my personality seems to be changing overtime, turning from cold to generally laid-back.The Dragon had also brought along a new fellow that stated he was called Hugen, for me, a strange name and indeed he was strange, always training and when not, a little too cheerful. And that was how the Dragon had gotten her new nature, now being alike a little sister to me. One thing I found very strange though was the fact that whenever someone spoke her name, I could never hear it, only see the said person's lips moving and every time their lips would move in different patterns, making it impossible for me to translate it.-???? Later-I could now officially say that Hugen is my best friend. His personality is definitely contagious. The cold side of my temper has pretty much completely disappeared. If one would talk to me now, they would think I was an easy person to talk to and take advantage of, but Hugen knows better. Speaking of Hugen, he is now much taller than me with an incredibly muscular body, but the muscles are not massive, just... muscular. His facial features can be described as sharp like a blade, nothing more, nothing less. I myself had not grown much, only about a ninth of a head and my facial features did not change much either.The Dragon had one day miraculously disappeared, making me shed my very first tears. I did not know how much I had cried during that time of sadness as my mind was blurry and I was seriously considering suicide and mass murder until Hugen had woke me from my nightmare. I still recall what he had said at that time very clearly, 'Remember this pain, remember it well. As others have suffered as well...' He said this while crying as well, but unlike me who was kneeling on to ground, he was looking at the rising sun in the horizon with a determined front. I still do not know how he could manage to do so, this pain is completely unbearable."I vow, I shall never kill. If broken, let my soul be burned in Hell."I say, walking away from the crater I created whilst going to Hugen, standing side by side next to him I look in the distance, at the shining sun alike the bright Dragon who changed my heart.-???? Later-I had gotten a job as bodyguard for a rich man. Thankfully, I did not do much other than patrol his massive home and knock out intruders. After a few dozen years, I had gotten enough money to buy myself a mansion, live comfortably for hundreds of thousands of years, and more to spare. I had found new 'friends', though I knew they were taking advantage of me, I never treated them as such. Hugen would always come by and take a few spars with the sword which he took interest in. When sparring, many times would I get opportunities to strike his openings, but I never did, only mostly blocking and parrying. I do not wish to see my best friend injured because of his slip ups. After each spar, I would give tips to him to improve himself, and improve himself he did, getting better and better every single day.Unknown to anyone other than myself though, I always dreamed of immortality so that I could venture the world and perhaps one day meet the Dragon once again and have a nice, long and peaceful chat with her. However, I knew I would never achieve such, so I only tried to improve my sword skills if one day I could obtain the simple miracle, I could protect myself as I am journeying. Perhaps it will come in the near future...To avoid thinking of the Dragon, due to the fact I would become extremely unstable, I would always put on an ignorant facade, to not just deceive others, but me myself, that the Dragon never existed. It is very well possible that I have fallen for her, as even when I'm trying my very best to forget her, I just cannot. Month, years, decades, centuries, so many years have passed and I just cannot forget her. It is like she is engraved into my mind, never able to forget, yet never able to see.Though me and Hugen have aged and experienced many, many years, I still look like my seventeen self while Hugen is barely beginning to have gray streaks in his hair. During those years, technology have been advanced considerably by scientists, from hardly working light bulbs that flickered every minute or so, to extraordinarily complex super machines and computers that could calculate solutions to world-ending problems in a matter of milliseconds, though Hugen would not let anything like that happen, ever. I, unfortunately, had been targeted by an assassin that looked similar to a robot, but I knew he/she was still human due to my relations to the concept of life and death. The assassin had managed to inject me with a dense and heavy metallic-looking liquid that had made me paralyzed before I had kill him, leaving behind nothing.Due to the vow I had made thousands of years ago, I felt my entire body burning with a fire that felt similar to when a newborn baby touches scorching heat, making the heat feel much more intense than say if an adult touches it. However, instead of just a touch, it is to my entire being, body and soul. Laying there on the naked ground whilst screaming in pain, some friendly people had called the local police in the country I was residing in, the now so-called, China. The reason for this was because it was quite peaceful, kindred to the days in the past when it just the cold, hateful and lonely me with the kind, gentle, and quiet Dragon.When the police had arrived, they had tried lifting me, but instead of being successful in their attempt, I just screamed even more like molten hot lava was added to the heat, making the pain even more intense than before. After several attempts, left with no choice, they quickly picked me up and drove me to the hospital. Even in the hospital, the doctors could do nothing, only to try to relieve my pain with their painkillers, which did nothing at all, not to mention my paralysis which thankfully was only temporary.Many years after that incident, I had gotten used to the pain that would kill most people instantly. The daily things had happened without anyone asking me of my pain, I didn't tell Hugen, though I'm not sure how he didn't learn of the event. Some of my 'friends' have died, I attended their funeral while being disguised as an old man to not show that I still looked seventeen even after so many years had passed by and I made some new 'friends' and some genuine friends who wanted nothing but to just be near me and have a nice conversation.One day however, whilst I was looking at the moon to remember my old friend, the moon had suddenly turned into something like the sun, but without the fire, heat or light. Now, it just looked like a burnt up ball. I was quite confused as this randomness does not appear everyday, but chose to ignore it as my 'friends' poured in. The last of the bunch was actually Hugen, I had not seen him much in these past few years as he was getting fairly old. He now had hair that was completely gray and a few wrinkles in his skin, but if one were to look closely, they could see his past handsomeness.He had asked for a spar. I had not sparred him in a few dozen years and was relatively excited to spar him once again. Before the spar, I had noticed a strange figure with a mask while I was looking into his pupils, perhaps it was the dark sun that was creating this figure, but I chose to ignore it because of the want to spar Hugen to release some of my pent up tension. The pain was still there and it felt awful while standing there, thus I pushed off one foot and dashed toward the guy. I noticed he was somewhat dazed so not wanting to harm him too much, I slowed down slightly. Then suddenly, he had used his full force on one slash aimed towards me, making me go flying towards my mansion's wall.The pain was unbearable, but I noticed that unlike when losing my dragon friend, it didn't hurt as much, but definitely close as the previous pain I had, had mixed with the current, making me feel a terrible agony that almost made me fall unconscious, even with my incredible willpower. I screamed,"WHAT THE HELL HUGEN?!"However, like he never heard me, he darted towards me and swung his almost broken wooden sword. This strike had succeeded and I was almost killed, leaving me with only minutes, no seconds. Trying my best to speak, I choke out,"Why...?""Friend, I have seen your destiny" Hugen answered as my vision was beginning to blur. "You will kill, you will suffer, I am merely beginning it for you."'Ah beginning it, is he?' Yasuo thought as he tried to laugh, but it sounded like he was choking.'Did he find out about the incident?'"Goodbye, my friend..." Hugen said as his voice became lower and lower as my vision also begins to fade until I see nothing, but darkness.I then hear a voice, a voice similar to that of the Dragon's. After a short talk while feigning ignorance and asking for my wishes, I learn the entity has a 'superior' that had given me the 'highest class reincarnation'. From the wishes, I obtained semi-complete immortality and a way to hide my existence to others so that I won't get caught with trouble, via a mask. Like the modern novels or the so called 'fan fictions' of today, I also received a system called 'Ancient Manipulator' and a choice of the world I desire to go to. I finally have a way to find you my old friend...After manipulating my thoughts so that it the entity would reveal him or herself, I finally get to see her... She looked extremely similar to the Dragon's humanoid form, there was still the gentle aura, but instead of a light green dress, it was replaced with a blood red tent dress, making me stare at daze while I feel tears come down my 'cheeks' even though I was currently a soul.I then realize I was distracted, and snapped out of my befuddlement, still staring intently at the self-proclaimed 'Lesser Goddess of Reincarnation, Vyra'. I think of something inappropriate about her to not reveal anything about me and ask for my last wish, for her to have a journey with me...
