Chapter 315
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I guess I was famous now, and also quite valuable too. But at the same time, I could help but think about how I didn't quite think my decision to roam about Transylvania alone. I though that any challenge that came my way I would overcome, just like I've always had, but this was a real doze of reality.
I was powerful, strong, wealthy, but I was not invisible. Heck I was not even close in strength to the through powers, if I had to rank my strength, I would say I was somewhere in the S class, but there was still an SS class and an SSS class. I still had a long way to go, and I had gotten I, and so doing, affected my ability to fight properly and think about a situation wisely. At this point, it was time for a change, if I do get out of this anyway.
*BOOoooOoooM!*
The two group were really going at each other, though it was quite surprising how the members of the fellowship were keeping up with the forgotten ones, plus their names were familiar to me. I don't know if they're the same, but the first time I had an altercation with the lost ones, it was when I found and destroyed the sealing array. They were left there to keep an eye on the dimension key and the giants left behind to guard it.
The fellowship on the other hand, where from my days as privileged noble, who spent his free time breaking free and snuggling vampires and slaves away from their masters. The fellowship at the moment was one of three very feared secret society, a society that for generations the patriarchs of my family has been a part of, until my father. And rumor has it that, it was because he chose not to join them, that he was killed.
I never really paid attention to it, after all I was reincarnated from another world with all my memories intact. I had a father I dearly loved in my past life, and for the life of me couldn't relate to the somewhat stoic and very strict man that had become my father in this life. But even I was able to see he had some measure of love for me, the feeling was just not reciprocated.
It was life having a step father, a man you didn't want to live with, but you have to because your mom married him. I felt like he was a replacement, and now the shadows that hunted him seem to have come after me. And they weren't here to recruit me or anything of the sort, they wanted to put an end to my life.
I guess I can only be an unfilial son for so long. I felt guilty and sorry, it had to take the same people who might have killed him coming after me, for me to realize that I owed my father justice. And no matter how unreliable he was, as his son I owed him love too. When you think about it, everything I own in this life came as a result of him, he left behind a fortune to take care of me, a legacy that I had to uphold. I think that I wad about time I upheld the Core name, not to mention I'm a little tired of being fucked with by people I might be able to beat in a fair fight.
The lizard men where in suits of their own, though it didn't cover their entire body, leaving their arms and tails exposed, it still looked sturdy enough, and also specially forged. And though they stood at an impressive height of eight feet tall, and were broad shouldered, heavily muscled and wide, they still moved like lizards, like the really fast ones that could scale walls and shit.
The had a staff with both ends having green energy blades that hummed as they swung it around, kind of like Jedi masters from an old earth movie. Even with all the insane gadgets the forgotten ones had, they were unable to cause any sort of significant damage to the lizard men from the fellowship, they had extreme mastery over a sort of barrier magic, not to mention they moved fast too. Though they have only been evading, and were not attacking.
I think they were avoiding attack because I would be caught in the cross fire, which meant I was still valuable to them. But then again that would be s contradiction to their earlier declaration about this being a funeral rather than a party…..well they didn't say who's funeral anyway. But none the less sitting here like this, weakened and incapable of doing anything was beyond annoying, I really needed to understand the scope of all my abilities, so I would not be stuck in such a position in the future.
*ROOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!*
And with that this battle just had a third wheel. He must have pushed himself so hard if he got back here this fast. I looked up into time to see lightening fall down from the sky with prejudice, bouncing from the body of one mercenary after the other, and eventually slamming into the bulky lizards and throwing them off their feet. I felt his presence behind me along with his growling as he glared in anger at everything else, all attention now on his huge golden form.
"Seriously Soren what took you so long? I thought you would be back by now." I said to him as I got back up to my feet.
"I'm sorry master, but I had to pick up a stray on my way here." Soren replied to me.
"A stray? What stray?" I asked him confused, completely ignoring the group of enemies still gunning for my head, and funny enough they just stood back and watched the conversation between me and Soren.
"Well that would be me, but of course I'm hardly a stray. I'm the freaking king of the soul dragons!"
"Adamas? What the heck are you doing here, now the heck are you here anyway?" I asked him confused.
"Well that's a good question, you were taking too long, remember you still have a whole lot of missions to complete, though I get the feeling you've been ignoring your system for quite a while, so there's been no new mission. Anyway I'm here to speed things up, the wind dragon king would require help to clear out the college, that school is an important resource of the dragons that was given to humans long ago, it's a part of the realm, and we need to get it back as soon as possible. Plus you seem to be in a tight spot, so I'm here to help you."
It was only until he reminded me that I remembered that I was still being attacked, also I don't think we should have been liberal with our discussions. Any one of these guys could be transmitting everything we've said to someone else, and anyone of the dragon kings could be in danger, except maybe for the water dragon king, he's the way in another universe.
But knew Adamas didn't care that we had an audience, he was a dragon. The idea of being secretive would not sit well with a creature of great pride and power like him. And that's putting it lightly, Adamas was the first dragon to be born during the creation of the seven layer universes, there's no way his ego wasn't the size of a freaking planet.
"Hahahaha is that a dragon, are you guys drunk or something. He's tiny, he's like a pet, or maybe a chew toy for my own pet. What a pathetic tiny creature."
So through the years, it has been established in countless literary works and media shows that a villain or antagonist usually loves talking, or at the very least boasting. But they also had this special talent of saying the right words to piss of the protagonist. And in so doing would unleash a rage so powerful in the hero that he would surpass his limits, reach new heights of power and beat the shit out of loud mouth villain. Well that shit's not going to happen.
After all I'm not the one who was insulted, and if I had to hazard a guess I would say Adamas was even more a villain than the leader of the forgotten ones, who in this case was the fool who couldn't keep his mouth shut. Adamas was angry, I could feel it not just through our connection, but on the very surface of my skin. This dragon was even more of a king than I was, and as such any sort of insults to his personage would not be tolerated. And the offenders would no doubt, and without question be executed. Them and their seven generations.
"Your Majesty king Kael, I will give you my true name, speak it in your heart so that we can show this fools the true power of a dragon, the true power of a dragon king."
What drivel was this bloody dragon spouting again, didn't I already know his name. But before I could say anything, Adamas turned into a ray of light and shot into my chest. The feeling, was bloody painful. I felt like someone had opened my mouth and purred molten lava in it, and then douse the burns with acid. But at the moment, that seemed to be the least of my worries.
Brilliant beams of light burst out of my body in a kaleidoscope of colors before settling on a deep black and bright white that could be said to be the brightest shades of those colors. And then my body began to change, my legs grew thicker, longer, I could feel my rib cage expanding as my neck extended even further. I could feel a painful protrusion from my tail bone, as a thick tail painfully shot it's way out, growing longer by the second until it was almost five meters in length.
My knees bent backwards into themselves as scales began to cover my body. The weird thing about this scales however, wad the fact that they were metallic in nature. I felt an intense itch at the back of my neck as bone spines grew out, starting from the base of my rapidly expanding skull, all the way down, over my spine to the tip of my now eight meter long tail. My back tore open, as two leathery wings burst out, and I opened my mouth to scream in pain, however what came out was a guttural roar that made even me shiver in fright.
Claws painfully slid out of my fingers as all of my teeth became fangs capable of tearing the strongest metals to shred. The sound of my bones enlarging and even growing new additions was jarring, and chilling in every way imaginable. And it continued on for almost a minute until every thing that looked large to me, now looked tiny. I looked down, and saw that Soren was now comparable to an ant in front of my current form.
But my senses seemed to be sharper, and through his eyes, I could see what I truly looked like. I was a dragon, a black and white dragon. The top of my body was pure white, even the bone spurs on my spines gleamed like silver, with only the two horns on my head being black. And then my underbelly was black, with the area of my ribs having the same color, making it seem like the strips of a tiger, but not fully as they only stretched halfway.
My legs were huge, thick, all four of them. Just by stepping on the ground, I was turning the very earth beneath my feet into pieces of rocks and dust. Every time my tail swayed, it practically left marks of its own on the land. I was terrifying, I was awesome.
"Now do you know my true name, young king, do you know the true source of my power. Say it, let it out and met the world bear witness to the grand scope of our power. Let it know how much of a terror the Soul dragon king can be, give your enemies a taste of your wrath, say my name!"
Now normally this would be weird, however I was into this, this feeling was insurmountable. This was power! True power! I could feel nature, I could feel the sun, the moon, the seas, and the very planet itself. But above all, I could feel the soul of every living thing on this planet, and on ever outlying dimension or plane connected to it. And I knew with just a thought, with just a word I could snuff them out if I wanted to.
But I also felt their souls, the souls of beings comparable in power to me, gods. I could see their homes, their forms, their deeds, their mistakes. I am above them, I am their judge, I am a god!.
"Emrys!"
"Good young king, GOOD! NOW ROAR! LET THE UNIVERSE KNOW THAT IT'S KING IS HERE!"
*ROOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!*
"Now, you can kill this insects without the proper knowledge of their place, burn them."
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I guess I was famous now, and also quite valuable too. But at the same time, I could help but think about how I didn't quite think my decision to roam about Transylvania alone. I though that any challenge that came my way I would overcome, just like I've always had, but this was a real doze of reality.
I was powerful, strong, wealthy, but I was not invisible. Heck I was not even close in strength to the through powers, if I had to rank my strength, I would say I was somewhere in the S class, but there was still an SS class and an SSS class. I still had a long way to go, and I had gotten I, and so doing, affected my ability to fight properly and think about a situation wisely. At this point, it was time for a change, if I do get out of this anyway.
*BOOoooOoooM!*
The two group were really going at each other, though it was quite surprising how the members of the fellowship were keeping up with the forgotten ones, plus their names were familiar to me. I don't know if they're the same, but the first time I had an altercation with the lost ones, it was when I found and destroyed the sealing array. They were left there to keep an eye on the dimension key and the giants left behind to guard it.
The fellowship on the other hand, where from my days as privileged noble, who spent his free time breaking free and snuggling vampires and slaves away from their masters. The fellowship at the moment was one of three very feared secret society, a society that for generations the patriarchs of my family has been a part of, until my father. And rumor has it that, it was because he chose not to join them, that he was killed.
I never really paid attention to it, after all I was reincarnated from another world with all my memories intact. I had a father I dearly loved in my past life, and for the life of me couldn't relate to the somewhat stoic and very strict man that had become my father in this life. But even I was able to see he had some measure of love for me, the feeling was just not reciprocated.
It was life having a step father, a man you didn't want to live with, but you have to because your mom married him. I felt like he was a replacement, and now the shadows that hunted him seem to have come after me. And they weren't here to recruit me or anything of the sort, they wanted to put an end to my life.
I guess I can only be an unfilial son for so long. I felt guilty and sorry, it had to take the same people who might have killed him coming after me, for me to realize that I owed my father justice. And no matter how unreliable he was, as his son I owed him love too. When you think about it, everything I own in this life came as a result of him, he left behind a fortune to take care of me, a legacy that I had to uphold. I think that I wad about time I upheld the Core name, not to mention I'm a little tired of being fucked with by people I might be able to beat in a fair fight.
The lizard men where in suits of their own, though it didn't cover their entire body, leaving their arms and tails exposed, it still looked sturdy enough, and also specially forged. And though they stood at an impressive height of eight feet tall, and were broad shouldered, heavily muscled and wide, they still moved like lizards, like the really fast ones that could scale walls and shit.
The had a staff with both ends having green energy blades that hummed as they swung it around, kind of like Jedi masters from an old earth movie. Even with all the insane gadgets the forgotten ones had, they were unable to cause any sort of significant damage to the lizard men from the fellowship, they had extreme mastery over a sort of barrier magic, not to mention they moved fast too. Though they have only been evading, and were not attacking.
I think they were avoiding attack because I would be caught in the cross fire, which meant I was still valuable to them. But then again that would be s contradiction to their earlier declaration about this being a funeral rather than a party…..well they didn't say who's funeral anyway. But none the less sitting here like this, weakened and incapable of doing anything was beyond annoying, I really needed to understand the scope of all my abilities, so I would not be stuck in such a position in the future.
*ROOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!*
And with that this battle just had a third wheel. He must have pushed himself so hard if he got back here this fast. I looked up into time to see lightening fall down from the sky with prejudice, bouncing from the body of one mercenary after the other, and eventually slamming into the bulky lizards and throwing them off their feet. I felt his presence behind me along with his growling as he glared in anger at everything else, all attention now on his huge golden form.
"Seriously Soren what took you so long? I thought you would be back by now." I said to him as I got back up to my feet.
"I'm sorry master, but I had to pick up a stray on my way here." Soren replied to me.
"A stray? What stray?" I asked him confused, completely ignoring the group of enemies still gunning for my head, and funny enough they just stood back and watched the conversation between me and Soren.
"Well that would be me, but of course I'm hardly a stray. I'm the freaking king of the soul dragons!"
"Adamas? What the heck are you doing here, now the heck are you here anyway?" I asked him confused.
"Well that's a good question, you were taking too long, remember you still have a whole lot of missions to complete, though I get the feeling you've been ignoring your system for quite a while, so there's been no new mission. Anyway I'm here to speed things up, the wind dragon king would require help to clear out the college, that school is an important resource of the dragons that was given to humans long ago, it's a part of the realm, and we need to get it back as soon as possible. Plus you seem to be in a tight spot, so I'm here to help you."
It was only until he reminded me that I remembered that I was still being attacked, also I don't think we should have been liberal with our discussions. Any one of these guys could be transmitting everything we've said to someone else, and anyone of the dragon kings could be in danger, except maybe for the water dragon king, he's the way in another universe.
But knew Adamas didn't care that we had an audience, he was a dragon. The idea of being secretive would not sit well with a creature of great pride and power like him. And that's putting it lightly, Adamas was the first dragon to be born during the creation of the seven layer universes, there's no way his ego wasn't the size of a freaking planet.
"Hahahaha is that a dragon, are you guys drunk or something. He's tiny, he's like a pet, or maybe a chew toy for my own pet. What a pathetic tiny creature."
So through the years, it has been established in countless literary works and media shows that a villain or antagonist usually loves talking, or at the very least boasting. But they also had this special talent of saying the right words to piss of the protagonist. And in so doing would unleash a rage so powerful in the hero that he would surpass his limits, reach new heights of power and beat the shit out of loud mouth villain. Well that shit's not going to happen.
After all I'm not the one who was insulted, and if I had to hazard a guess I would say Adamas was even more a villain than the leader of the forgotten ones, who in this case was the fool who couldn't keep his mouth shut. Adamas was angry, I could feel it not just through our connection, but on the very surface of my skin. This dragon was even more of a king than I was, and as such any sort of insults to his personage would not be tolerated. And the offenders would no doubt, and without question be executed. Them and their seven generations.
"Your Majesty king Kael, I will give you my true name, speak it in your heart so that we can show this fools the true power of a dragon, the true power of a dragon king."
What drivel was this bloody dragon spouting again, didn't I already know his name. But before I could say anything, Adamas turned into a ray of light and shot into my chest. The feeling, was bloody painful. I felt like someone had opened my mouth and purred molten lava in it, and then douse the burns with acid. But at the moment, that seemed to be the least of my worries.
Brilliant beams of light burst out of my body in a kaleidoscope of colors before settling on a deep black and bright white that could be said to be the brightest shades of those colors. And then my body began to change, my legs grew thicker, longer, I could feel my rib cage expanding as my neck extended even further. I could feel a painful protrusion from my tail bone, as a thick tail painfully shot it's way out, growing longer by the second until it was almost five meters in length.
My knees bent backwards into themselves as scales began to cover my body. The weird thing about this scales however, wad the fact that they were metallic in nature. I felt an intense itch at the back of my neck as bone spines grew out, starting from the base of my rapidly expanding skull, all the way down, over my spine to the tip of my now eight meter long tail. My back tore open, as two leathery wings burst out, and I opened my mouth to scream in pain, however what came out was a guttural roar that made even me shiver in fright.
Claws painfully slid out of my fingers as all of my teeth became fangs capable of tearing the strongest metals to shred. The sound of my bones enlarging and even growing new additions was jarring, and chilling in every way imaginable. And it continued on for almost a minute until every thing that looked large to me, now looked tiny. I looked down, and saw that Soren was now comparable to an ant in front of my current form.
But my senses seemed to be sharper, and through his eyes, I could see what I truly looked like. I was a dragon, a black and white dragon. The top of my body was pure white, even the bone spurs on my spines gleamed like silver, with only the two horns on my head being black. And then my underbelly was black, with the area of my ribs having the same color, making it seem like the strips of a tiger, but not fully as they only stretched halfway.
My legs were huge, thick, all four of them. Just by stepping on the ground, I was turning the very earth beneath my feet into pieces of rocks and dust. Every time my tail swayed, it practically left marks of its own on the land. I was terrifying, I was awesome.
"Now do you know my true name, young king, do you know the true source of my power. Say it, let it out and met the world bear witness to the grand scope of our power. Let it know how much of a terror the Soul dragon king can be, give your enemies a taste of your wrath, say my name!"
Now normally this would be weird, however I was into this, this feeling was insurmountable. This was power! True power! I could feel nature, I could feel the sun, the moon, the seas, and the very planet itself. But above all, I could feel the soul of every living thing on this planet, and on ever outlying dimension or plane connected to it. And I knew with just a thought, with just a word I could snuff them out if I wanted to.
But I also felt their souls, the souls of beings comparable in power to me, gods. I could see their homes, their forms, their deeds, their mistakes. I am above them, I am their judge, I am a god!.
"Emrys!"
"Good young king, GOOD! NOW ROAR! LET THE UNIVERSE KNOW THAT IT'S KING IS HERE!"
*ROOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!*
"Now, you can kill this insects without the proper knowledge of their place, burn them."
I guess I was famous now, and also quite valuable too. But at the same time, I could help but think about how I didn't quite think my decision to roam about Transylvania alone. I though that any challenge that came my way I would overcome, just like I've always had, but this was a real doze of reality. I was powerful, strong, wealthy, but I was not invisible. Heck I was not even close in strength to the through powers, if I had to rank my strength, I would say I was somewhere in the S class, but there was still an SS class and an SSS class. I still had a long way to go, and I had gotten I, and so doing, affected my ability to fight properly and think about a situation wisely. At this point, it was time for a change, if I do get out of this anyway. *BOOoooOoooM!*The two group were really going at each other, though it was quite surprising how the members of the fellowship were keeping up with the forgotten ones, plus their names were familiar to me. I don't know if they're the same, but the first time I had an altercation with the lost ones, it was when I found and destroyed the sealing array. They were left there to keep an eye on the dimension key and the giants left behind to guard it. The fellowship on the other hand, where from my days as privileged noble, who spent his free time breaking free and snuggling vampires and slaves away from their masters. The fellowship at the moment was one of three very feared secret society, a society that for generations the patriarchs of my family has been a part of, until my father. And rumor has it that, it was because he chose not to join them, that he was killed. I never really paid attention to it, after all I was reincarnated from another world with all my memories intact. I had a father I dearly loved in my past life, and for the life of me couldn't relate to the somewhat stoic and very strict man that had become my father in this life. But even I was able to see he had some measure of love for me, the feeling was just not reciprocated. It was life having a step father, a man you didn't want to live with, but you have to because your mom married him. I felt like he was a replacement, and now the shadows that hunted him seem to have come after me. And they weren't here to recruit me or anything of the sort, they wanted to put an end to my life. I guess I can only be an unfilial son for so long. I felt guilty and sorry, it had to take the same people who might have killed him coming after me, for me to realize that I owed my father justice. And no matter how unreliable he was, as his son I owed him love too. When you think about it, everything I own in this life came as a result of him, he left behind a fortune to take care of me, a legacy that I had to uphold. I think that I wad about time I upheld the Core name, not to mention I'm a little tired of being fucked with by people I might be able to beat in a fair fight. The lizard men where in suits of their own, though it didn't cover their entire body, leaving their arms and tails exposed, it still looked sturdy enough, and also specially forged. And though they stood at an impressive height of eight feet tall, and were broad shouldered, heavily muscled and wide, they still moved like lizards, like the really fast ones that could scale walls and shit. The had a staff with both ends having green energy blades that hummed as they swung it around, kind of like Jedi masters from an old earth movie. Even with all the insane gadgets the forgotten ones had, they were unable to cause any sort of significant damage to the lizard men from the fellowship, they had extreme mastery over a sort of barrier magic, not to mention they moved fast too. Though they have only been evading, and were not attacking. I think they were avoiding attack because I would be caught in the cross fire, which meant I was still valuable to them. But then again that would be s contradiction to their earlier declaration about this being a funeral rather than a party..well they didn't say who's funeral anyway. But none the less sitting here like this, weakened and incapable of doing anything was beyond annoying, I really needed to understand the scope of all my abilities, so I would not be stuck in such a position in the future. *ROOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!*And with that this battle just had a third wheel. He must have pushed himself so hard if he got back here this fast. I looked up into time to see lightening fall down from the sky with prejudice, bouncing from the body of one mercenary after the other, and eventually slamming into the bulky lizards and throwing them off their feet. I felt his presence behind me along with his growling as he glared in anger at everything else, all attention now on his huge golden form. "Seriously Soren what took you so long? I thought you would be back by now." I said to him as I got back up to my feet. "I'm sorry master, but I had to pick up a stray on my way here." Soren replied to me. "A stray? What stray?" I asked him confused, completely ignoring the group of enemies still gunning for my head, and funny enough they just stood back and watched the conversation between me and Soren. "Well that would be me, but of course I'm hardly a stray. I'm the freaking king of the soul dragons!""Adamas? What the heck are you doing here, now the heck are you here anyway?" I asked him confused. "Well that's a good question, you were taking too long, remember you still have a whole lot of missions to complete, though I get the feeling you've been ignoring your system for quite a while, so there's been no new mission. Anyway I'm here to speed things up, the wind dragon king would require help to clear out the college, that school is an important resource of the dragons that was given to humans long ago, it's a part of the realm, and we need to get it back as soon as possible. Plus you seem to be in a tight spot, so I'm here to help you."It was only until he reminded me that I remembered that I was still being attacked, also I don't think we should have been liberal with our discussions. Any one of these guys could be transmitting everything we've said to someone else, and anyone of the dragon kings could be in danger, except maybe for the water dragon king, he's the way in another universe. But knew Adamas didn't care that we had an audience, he was a dragon. The idea of being secretive would not sit well with a creature of great pride and power like him. And that's putting it lightly, Adamas was the first dragon to be born during the creation of the seven layer universes, there's no way his ego wasn't the size of a freaking planet. "Hahahaha is that a dragon, are you guys drunk or something. He's tiny, he's like a pet, or maybe a chew toy for my own pet. What a pathetic tiny creature."So through the years, it has been established in countless literary works and media shows that a villain or antagonist usually loves talking, or at the very least boasting. But they also had this special talent of saying the right words to piss of the protagonist. And in so doing would unleash a rage so powerful in the hero that he would surpass his limits, reach new heights of power and beat the shit out of loud mouth villain. Well that shit's not going to happen. After all I'm not the one who was insulted, and if I had to hazard a guess I would say Adamas was even more a villain than the leader of the forgotten ones, who in this case was the fool who couldn't keep his mouth shut. Adamas was angry, I could feel it not just through our connection, but on the very surface of my skin. This dragon was even more of a king than I was, and as such any sort of insults to his personage would not be tolerated. And the offenders would no doubt, and without question be executed. Them and their seven generations. "Your Majesty king Kael, I will give you my true name, speak it in your heart so that we can show this fools the true power of a dragon, the true power of a dragon king."What drivel was this bloody dragon spouting again, didn't I already know his name. But before I could say anything, Adamas turned into a ray of light and shot into my chest. The feeling, was bloody painful. I felt like someone had opened my mouth and purred molten lava in it, and then douse the burns with acid. But at the moment, that seemed to be the least of my worries. Brilliant beams of light burst out of my body in a kaleidoscope of colors before settling on a deep black and bright white that could be said to be the brightest shades of those colors. And then my body began to change, my legs grew thicker, longer, I could feel my rib cage expanding as my neck extended even further. I could feel a painful protrusion from my tail bone, as a thick tail painfully shot it's way out, growing longer by the second until it was almost five meters in length. My knees bent backwards into themselves as scales began to cover my body. The weird thing about this scales however, wad the fact that they were metallic in nature. I felt an intense itch at the back of my neck as bone spines grew out, starting from the base of my rapidly expanding skull, all the way down, over my spine to the tip of my now eight meter long tail. My back tore open, as two leathery wings burst out, and I opened my mouth to scream in pain, however what came out was a guttural roar that made even me shiver in fright. Claws painfully slid out of my fingers as all of my teeth became fangs capable of tearing the strongest metals to shred. The sound of my bones enlarging and even growing new additions was jarring, and chilling in every way imaginable. And it continued on for almost a minute until every thing that looked large to me, now looked tiny. I looked down, and saw that Soren was now comparable to an ant in front of my current form. But my senses seemed to be sharper, and through his eyes, I could see what I truly looked like. I was a dragon, a black and white dragon. The top of my body was pure white, even the bone spurs on my spines gleamed like silver, with only the two horns on my head being black. And then my underbelly was black, with the area of my ribs having the same color, making it seem like the strips of a tiger, but not fully as they only stretched halfway. My legs were huge, thick, all four of them. Just by stepping on the ground, I was turning the very earth beneath my feet into pieces of rocks and dust. Every time my tail swayed, it practically left marks of its own on the land. I was terrifying, I was awesome. "Now do you know my true name, young king, do you know the true source of my power. Say it, let it out and met the world bear witness to the grand scope of our power. Let it know how much of a terror the Soul dragon king can be, give your enemies a taste of your wrath, say my name!"Now normally this would be weird, however I was into this, this feeling was insurmountable. This was power! True power! I could feel nature, I could feel the sun, the moon, the seas, and the very planet itself. But above all, I could feel the soul of every living thing on this planet, and on ever outlying dimension or plane connected to it. And I knew with just a thought, with just a word I could snuff them out if I wanted to. But I also felt their souls, the souls of beings comparable in power to me, gods. I could see their homes, their forms, their deeds, their mistakes. I am above them, I am their judge, I am a god!. "Emrys!""Good young king, GOOD! NOW ROAR! LET THE UNIVERSE KNOW THAT IT'S KING IS HERE!"*ROOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!*"Now, you can kill this insects without the proper knowledge of their place, burn them."
