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TLOS and The Dragon Samurai The Eternal Night Ch22A Grim TaleThe Battle was won. The Skavengers were defeated. The Days of their piracy were over. Their numbers meant nothing to the attackers and no matter how much they desperately tried to defend what was left they had lost. Skabb was dead having been down to the ocean below by the Purple Dragon and four of the two legged furless warriors and, Sniff had joined the Skavenger Captain in death in sea by the Dragonfly. What remained of their forces fled with the prisoners having been set free by the leopard girl and they all cried out for blood on their captors. The last of the Pirates fled in a few life boats. Their numbers so few they had a slim chance of making it anywhere. The Apes had decimated them before when they had an entire fleet to stand against them. What they had left any one of their rescuers could deal with them. They were no longer a direct threat, and it was time to take in their newfound freedom.Moles, Llama’s, and other creatures of other folk were beyond grateful to the dragons and the warriors that followed them into battle. Some of their saviors were wounded especially the Ice Dragon who still was too weak to even flap his torn wings. Tracy had used every red crystal she had on her to help, Cyril. They managed to stabilize his condition, but he was not in any shape to fight or even move for that matter. Rai, Molly, and Sid assisted in helping the freed prisoners. Some of them had been partially starved in their captivity. Most hardly been given even a meal unless they won their gladiatorial fights or stayed alive long enough to earn food but what little they were given barely got them by. Thankfully many of the galleys were still undamaged and had plenty of supplies to share with the dozens of prisoners that were beyond grateful for their freedom.Jim along with, Spyro and Sparx helped out putting out any fires that remained on the other ships. They did not want anymore damage upon the vessels where they stood become engulfed in flames and, Cyril was being cared for by, Tracy. Her caring hands did offer some comfort to the Ice Guardian. She was kind and wise. Cyril admired the woman for her medical care. She used tarps and torn sails to make bandages and tied them together with rope and pieces of wood. When there was little more she could do she assisted with the other prisoners that were in need of care some of them having wounds that still had to heal from their gladiatorial battles and some were injured during their assault on the Skavengers.Meanwhile Adir went with Zima to the Captains quarters to find the map that could lead him and his companions to the White Isle to find the Chronicler. They had achieved a great victory here that was a fact but, Adir understood that though they stopped the Skavengers and saved many lives and freed a great number of prisoners but looking at the moons in the sky with the sun nearly setting in the horizon they were almost touching now. Time was of the essence and if they couldn’t make it to the Chronicler in time to figure out how to stop the coming darkness, Adir did not want to believe what could become of his friends and family.“Where could it be?” He said looking through many shelves in the quarters of the Captain trying to find the map he remembered seeing before. But every scroll he took out just had invoices. Logs of supplies and letters sent or received of news of captured prisoners for their arena fights or information of activities that required the attention of the Captain. “Any luck?” Zima asked sitting at the desk looking over some of the scrolls and papers that laid on it trying to find the map that, Adir talked about. She found some maps of other regions, but they were not the right one. Some of the maps had some familiar spots on them. It gave her some memories that were both pleasant and some awakened poor memories that she wished she could forget.“No.” Adir replied having gone through the last shelf finding nothing but for a gold coins and a silver dragon miniature statue. It was well crafted and sculpted from pure silver. Very valuable and possibly worth a fortune but money was something that never was on, Adir’s mind. They all had a duty and responsibility for others they could not think of riches and in this realm for as long as he and his family been around so far what would money even matter while they have been trying to survive a war that they were all drawn into. He walked over to the desk standing next to Zima. Adir noticed she was looking rather gloomy looking at a map that showed a snowy region that was had to be hundreds if not thousands of miles away. Other than Dante’s Freezer Adir had not been anymore that had a great amount of snow at it. “Are you okay, Zima?”The Leopard girl sighed sadly. “I am just poor memories. If you look here that is where I am from.” She pointed towards the region that, Adir looked at. It looked to be very far in the north. “The Farnnia Ice Plains?” He asked seeing how it had many mountains on it but valleys and plains that stretched for hundreds of kilometers. “Yes. I am from there.” Zima answered though her voice was filled with sadness. “I’ll never go back there.”“Why? Was your home attacked?” Asked Adir leaning on the table giving her a pitiful look. Zima shook her head. “No, my family was lost there. I used to live the life of a noble. My Parents were part of a high-class community until there were lost in an accident. But everything we had was taken from my brother and I for we were far too young to handle our parents’ business’s. Without even a single consideration he and I were cased out into snow and left to fend for ourselves.” She explained.“Oh!” Adir gasped. “That’s horrible!”“I know. From then on my brother and I did what we could to survive. Thankfully our parents had us train in the instruction of some of the best hunters of my people. We hunted and gathered for ourselves but without coin we could hardly live under the cruel blizzards that came through our region constantly. We had to steal to afford our shelters. We only ever took what we needed from those who could afford the loss of a few misplaced bags of coin or precious materials for trade.?” Continued Zima.“So, you and brother were thieves?” Asked Adir a little off put to know that the ally he gained during the battle was someone that stole from others but given to what had happened to her family he could not be too judgmental. It sounded like that she and her brother were robbed first. “Thieves, yes.” She confirmed. “But as I said we never took anything from those that shared our troubles or were in worse conditions than we were. Sometimes we took what we needed and gave what we have left to those that did not have the skill we had to get something they needed to live. But over time we slowly came to discover there was something more to our parents accident than we were led to believe.” Adir tried to think more on what she meant. “You think they were murdered?” Zima hissed in hate recalling that revelation. “I didn’t think. We knew after our latest excursion sneaking into one of the noble structures. While we looked for something that could be sold at a high price I happened to find old letters that talked about leading two nobles to their deaths and forging of a will that indicated that their children be left with nothing as they were irresponsible, disobedient and describable. My Brother and I were loved by our mother and father. We did everything that was ever told of us without question. We did our chores. Followed their wishes and we were told that one day the family business would be ours. My Parents owned the rights to mines that gave our city the minerals needed to build our tools, weapons and structures. That gave my family a grand fortune and a high reputation.”“Oh my god!” Adir was shocked by that. “I can’t even imagine.”Zima slumped in the chair putting a hand over her face trying to keep herself from showing her despair. “My Parents were set up and killed by someone they trusted. It was our Uncle. Once we loved him like a second father but in the letters it has his name written on them. He gave instructions to some of his associates to lead my parents to a place in the mines where they rigged it to collapse, and they died in the ensuing chaos. To all, including myself we thought it was just a horrible accident but the way my brother and I were quickly cast out and left with nothing without a single care by someone we loved we should have understood from the beginning something was wrong. And our answers to the questions plaguing our minds came to light when my uncle and some of his own associates entered the room and my brother and I hid in the rafters across the ceiling. They gloated of their business dealings and how their plans of stealing from the others had ties in the city that gave them more power. They had riches without end and with nearly every business tied to them the royals of the city granted them all that they desired, and it all came from having to steal from those that would give them prestige. My Uncle had killed his sister and her mate and tossed us to the wilds all to take something that he had no right now.”Adir’s heart broke for Zima. She had been through a tremendous deal. He had thought little of her due to her criminal past but given to what she had gone through and lost to a monster that was in her own family he cast aside anymore doubt. “What did you do then?”“With the understanding now that everything we ever known was stolen from us. Our lives robbed of what could have been my brother and I set out for vengeance. Realizing that our Uncle employed some of the worst leopards in my city but due to his influence no one would know the real truth. My Brother and I became assassins. We used our skills at hunting to track down and kill my uncles closest minions that ran his business’s. And doing so we discovered he forced many to work for him under poor conditions and wages that they lived on the street and in the cold barely surviving while he reaped in every among of riches and glory he could stand. It was not long until we gained the attention of the city guard. My Uncle called for the heads of those that were killing his men. The City was against us but the people knew who my Uncle truly was when he attempted to kill the workers so no one would understand the truth behind his dealings.” Zima carried looking back at Adir more confidently though the story still was heavy on her heart. “Did you manage to get to your uncle?” Adir asked next.“I did. Once we figured out my Uncles latest move it was time to take our revenge on the one who betrayed us and our parents. Robbed us of our livelihood and made us live as what we were.” Zima replied continuing the last bit of the story. “Near one of the locations of the mines on one of tallest mountains there was rebellion of workers who could no longer work under my uncles strict conditions that he had to handle it personally. We revealed ourselves to him once most of his men had to keep the rebelling workers at bay. Needless to say, he was very shocked to find out that his niece and nephew were still alive. He thought us frozen to death in the streets where we were left. We attacked head on carving our way through his bodyguards he fled like a coward. His guards were formidable, but we managed to break through them and made our way to our Uncle that cornered himself on a cliff. We were slightly wounded from the fight with his guards, but we still had vengeance to drive us. Enraged to discover that it had always been us that had been interfering with him for months he attacked us both. We managed to elude him, but he had the advantage despite the loss his guard. My Brother and I fought him together, but he was much stronger than we were. He managed to knock my brother aside and pinned me after the fight lasted a great deal. His hands were on my throat intending to choke the very life out of me. My Brother, however, tackled him and they went off the side of the cliff nearby. I hurried to edge after catching my breath but all I saw was, Uncles corpses impaled on rocky sharp-edged rock and below in the snowy canyon was a river with flowing ice with no sign of my brother. Likely he fell into the river, but I never found him after that. We achieved in avenging our losses, but I had no lost everything.” Zima lowered her head and tried to keep a tear from flowing.“I am truly sorry, Zima.” Adir apologized putting a hand on her shoulder. “Your kind, Adir.” Zima said with a sniff giving him a smile. “Since then, I had no reason to remain where I was. With nothing else I took what I could and left the city and my life there behind. I sought something new in the southern regions. I desired to see things most of my people had never seen before. To witness extraordinary things like my brother and I had talked about doing before we discovered our, Uncles treachery. When I came through the many lands and regions I encountered a great deal, but I learned that lands were at war. The Dragons were trying to fight against the Apes and their King with a Tyrannical Dragon led the forces. I stayed clear of the fighting though I helped some refugee’s find shelter and during my travels I ended up getting careless and the Skavengers captured me, and you can understand what became of me then.” Zima finished her tale and all she could do was close her eyes and took a deep breath. Thinking of her brother she missed him dearly and would have given anything to have him on the journey she went out on. If he was with her perhaps she would not have been captured in the first place. He always looked out for her even to the very end. “Through out my life no one ever helped me. Only my brother ever did. But you and your friends had come here, and you all saved my life. Freed me from a life of battle slavery. You forever have my gratitude, and I will gladly assist you and yours with anything to repay the debt I owe.” Vowed Zima looking straight into Adir’s eyes smiling widely. She never met anyone like Adir before. She didn’t even know what he truly was, but his nobility and sincerity was clear. He was different in many ways, and she admired that.Adir only could smile back at her. “I do appreciate that and welcome any kind of help. There is a lot going on that we need to find answers to and only the Chronicler a Dragon of great wisdom could give us the answers we seek which is why we need to find the White Isle.” He explained. “I see. Well, you can rely on me I will follow you anywhere you need to go. I will help anyway I can.” The Snow Leopard said before looking under the stack of maps on the table until something caught her eye. In great letters something said Isle and lifting up the other maps she found one that showed a great sea and a mark where that was close to the land miles away.“Hey this might be it!” Zima exclaimed getting Adir to look at the map. He looked at it and saw that an X was put just on a spot that looked very accurate to where they were standing now. Peering off the right side there was nothing but ocean but then he came across an engraved picture that looked to be an island and above it in great letters said, “White Isle.”“Yes!” Beamed Adir snatching the map in his hands. “This is it! Great job Zima!” He gave her a thankful pat on her shoulder that looked to be too hard slapping her more than patting making her wince.“Oh! I’m sorry!” He apologized but she only grinned at him.“No need for that. Your okay! Let’s get back to the others and see how they are doing.” She suggested and, Adir nodded in agreement. They both hastily left the Captains Quarters going back up to the deck. Adir stopped for a moment to look over the map. The White Isle looked to be dozens if not a couple hundred miles from their location. That was going to be a long journey, but would they have the time to do that?Zima rested her arms on the railing of the deck. She watched as Adir looked over the map. He was remarkable. He seemed younger than herself but full of potential and a shred of honor. He had a caring heart. If he and his companions came only for the map then they would have left her to die and the other prisoners to rot but they went out of their way to save them all. Perhaps all that she heard of the dragons were true and these warriors that were with them were as noble as they were?Once Adir got a good clarification of where they were he hastily went to Cyril and his mother who was checking back on him. Cyril still barely moved but his was alive and that’s all that mattered.“Are you doing alright, Cyril?” Asked Adir kneeling down next to his head. Cyril turned to him though he grunted in pain trying to do it. “I could be better, lad.” He tried to sound enthusiastic, but his wounds were still great. He needed more red crystals and proper care. There was hardly anything they could do for him right now.“Mom?” Asked Adir looking at the Elder of his family who stroked the side of, Cyril’s head giving him a worried expression.“If he remains out here like this I don’t know if he can make it. We won’t be able to protect him forever.” She replied grimly. Already in the weeks she known Cyril he became a good friend to her. They to rode to battle together and when she got her Ice element he taught her so much in little time. She didn’t even want to think of losing someone she came to care for.Adir sighed in frustration. This was very bad. The Moons above were coming closer together by the hour. Cyril was wounded gravely and there were freed prisoners that were still in need of help. Spyro flew down to Adir along with Sparx noticing the map in his hand.“You found the map. Great work, Adir.” Complimented the Purple Dragon.“Actually, she did.” Adir pointed to Zima who stood close with her arms folded looking away shyly. She was only glad to assist but the compliments were nice. Her brother only ever complimented her and no one else. Adir certainly was kinder than most she ever met. “So, are we going to get going to find the spooky moon temple?” Sparx asked waving his tiny arms mockingly. Adir wanted to say yes. They did need to get to the Chronicler as soon as they could. They had the map to follow but with, Cyril and the other prisoners in great need they could not travel to the Isle with so much risk. Adir turned to Spyro and had to express his worries. “Spyro I know we have to go but, Cyril is in very bad shape. The Other prisoners have just escaped their prison thanks to us, but can we risk their lives further by going together like this or, Cyril who can barely move as it is?”Spyro took notice of what he was saying. Adir was right. With so many at great risk and need of help to head to the White Isle would be a tremendous risk. There had to be someway for to get Cyril back to the Temple and take the freed captives there as well for the other Guardians to look out for and get to the White Isle before the Eternal Night could be upon them. To take them all back first under escort would take a great deal of time and that was something they did have at all.The Purple Dragon knew the others would not oblige to what he was about to suggest but it was possibly the best way. “Get everyone over here. We have to talk immediately.” Asked Spyro and, Adir quickly dispersed along with Sparx.They went across the ships to find the others. They gathered up Sid and, Rai who were busy taking account of how many prisoners there were. Molly was bringing every one of them much needed provisions that satisfied their great hunger and, Jim was found last putting out one final fire with a bucket of water before helping himself to some grog that came from a barrel nearby on deck that was about to be shared by the pirates before the attack came.Everyone gathered near Cyril many looking gravely concerned for the Guardian. Zima joined in with them as she wanted to understand the plan that was about to be given. Spyro knew this was no easy way to put this, but he had to say it now. “Adir, Sparx and I must head to the White Isle alone.” This was met with gasps and shocked faces of everyone around them except for, Adir who could silently agree with the Purple Dragon. That was exactly what he was thinking....
Writing Commissions 2024Decided to refresh my commission info! Here you go: Examples of my work: ( 1, 2, 3 ) I also have this tumblr account specifically for my writings.As you can see, I am capable of doing both short stories and multiple-chapter stories. I am very flexible in general.Fandoms I am most familiar with:Dragon AgeMass EffectAssassin's CreedWitcherAmnesiaOkami RWBYDisneyTransformers (specify universe)Historical fictionLOTR/the Hobbit/The SilmarillionGoT X - FilesHarry PotterPercy JacksonTwilightWarriorsSilent HillSupernaturalATLA/ATLKHetaliaPokemon/DigimonStar TrekStar WarsMLPThe LabyrinthLovecraftian horrorMortal KombatMarvel/DCUSteven UniverseFNAFLeague of LegendsDon't StarveKingdom HeartsSonic the HedgehogFinal Fantasy (VII/VIII/X)Dragon Ball ZBleachFullmetal AlchemistSailor MoonTomb RaiderDnDSkyrimOverwatchResident EvilAlienPredator (franchise)Fire EmblemDoki Doki Literature Club!Yu-Gi-Oh!And if you don’t see a fandom here you can ask me and I will tell you if I know it or not! I didn’t list them all here.Things I will write:Your OCs/Self-insertsLGBT+NSFWOriginal Fiction AngstFluffHorror/CreepypastasCrossovers HeadcanonsBDSMOmegaverseAUsTentacles/AliensVampires/Werewolves/Monsters etc.Furries/Anthro (both SFW and NSFW)Fetishes (please specify so I can see whether I’m okay with it or not)If I haven’t mentioned anything that you wish to know feel free to ask as well!Things I will NOT write:Pedophilia/UnderageDD/LG (Daddies/Mommies and littles)Vore/CannibalismInflationWatersports/ScatBestialityNecrophiliaEven if I haven't mentioned something, there are still things I may still not like and will not write it.Prices:Short and simple! 1 USD for every 100 words, which I think is pretty fair. I take payments through PayPal. PLEASE NOTE that I have every right to reject a commission, even if it fits my rules. Send me a note if you have an offer! If you have a question about a commission please send a NOTE (it is in the same section as your chat or you can just click on the link here). I very rarely check my comments and I have the chat option turned off, so I most likely will miss your question or won't reply anytime soon. Thank you!
King of kings: Chapter 83"It looks fine …" Malefor thought, staring with slight suspicion at the life force in his paw.This time …Hopefully …It just had to …All his efforts …The teachings of Zenya were shaken to their core to make this life force …The crystal was real, taken directly from the edge of the original realm.The purest vessels of chaos, accepting of almost everything …In a way, this was cheating.The results would no longer be artificial.But still …If the method worked, he could work on the flaws later …Unfortunately …There was only one way to find out.He inhaled deeply with his eyes closed, filling his lungs with the fresh air of Tohoria, hoping to clear his head of all doubt.Levitating the crystal and the red life force, he began to bring them together slowly, chanting the spell as he did. The life force grew brighter as it approached the crystal, which began to grow hotter.A good sign …The two entities were recognizing each other as viable objects.The second the crystal came into contact with the life force, there was a sudden burst of red light, followed by a loud clang. The purple dragon yelped as he quickly covered his face with his wings. The crystal exploded, sending tiny pieces of hot crystal everywhere.He checked his body immediately afterwards. Some pieces of the crystal had pierced his hide, and he could see the tiny drops of blood dripping out, but the damage was neglectable. There didn't seem to be any serious damage.Only to his pride …The one place that truly hurt …His mind was not easy as he chanted the healing spell.Another failure …What had he gotten wrong this time?The crystal was one of the finest he could find, pure and clear as glass.The spell was so much more complex than the basic one he used to practice. It barely resembled any Virith magic by this point.Then …What was he missing?What was the secret?Why couldn't he reconcile the two forms of magic?Despite years of work, nothing had changed …But why?"Why?" He asked himself, his tone a little more aggressive than he thought it would be, which surprised him.He shut his eyes, inhaling deeply again.There was no need to let his temper gain control.He held his breath for a few seconds before letting it out, slowly.Again …And again …In a short while, his nerves no longer commanded him.It was not impossible.It could be done.The two elements had recognized one another.This was the first time it had happened.That was progress.He had done something right.A few more years …Another few hundred failures …It didn't matter.No matter how many times he failed …One, single success was all he needed to figure things out.It could be done …With enough perseverance …"It can be done." He mumbled under his breath.And after that …It would be a great service to dragons all around the world.Disease, wounds, blood loss, all would belong to the past.He smiled at the very thought."What then?" He mumbled.He … he could perfect his creation.Of course.But once that had been done, what then?He could not just create one thing, and be done with it.He had to go further."Hmm …" He scratched his chin.Well …He had already stepped into the path of artificially making one aspect of what constituted a dragon.If the life force could be made from nothing …Perhaps he could tackle the next two, the spark, and the spirit.…Could those two even be artificially made?Maybe …The liquid the guardians gave him to drink …Back in Warfang …After each class …One healed him. That was the life force.The other strengthened him …Could it be …The spark?If so, then perhaps, making one of them was possible.But the spirit was far too complicated. It was not something that could grant life, nor was it a power to wield one aspect of nature. It was a being with a will of its own, one that eventually dominated the will of its bearer.Could such a being be made using magic?Perhaps …Zarakhan had created Convexity …He had made an entire realm capable of granting life to dragons.Then …Both of them could be made …He just needed to figure out how …It would take him many decades to understand the nature of each, let alone create them and their crystals.Things would be so much easier if he had some help …Suddenly, something came to mind …Something among Vinaha's many notes …Something about the order of Godakis …He summoned Vinaha's notes, skimming through them. Unfortunately, finding what amounted to a few words among the hundreds of notes was anything but easy. The purple dragon found himself meticulously reading paper after paper.Eventually, after what felt like an hour, Malefor smiled, having found the page he was looking for."The Godakis, hidden within the swamp of Velikaius in Rotra, is an order that studies and attempts to organize the secrets of the dragon spark. It is not a school, nor is it a temple. It is both and neither, a point between the two and far from each. The swamp is hostile, and so are its inhabitants. Following centuries of persecution, the order has opted for seclusion."Malefor skipped a good portion of the note, searching instead for the directions to contacting the order."… The contact crystal must be planted in soft earth before the spell is uttered, and the message must be addressed to shadow breather 'Patrachio', the title of the head of the order. Once the message has been said, contact must be severed immediately. If the order deems one worthy, they will respond. They will not be in a hurry."Malefor nodded. He understood why the order could have reservations about outsiders.He planted the crystal in the soft earth, uttering the spell. He saw the familiar black smoke appear in front of him, shaped like a mirror."Shadow breather Patrachio …" He spoke in the tongue of Zarakhan. "I am Malefor, a former pupil of master Vinaha the sage, friend to master Artewesk and his student, Agruas. I have questions regarding the nature of the dragon spark. I humbly request to visit your order in Velikaius. Please let me know if I have your permission."Suddenly, before he could pick the contact crystal up, he saw a face appear in the mirror. It was a blue dragon with four curved horns and amber eyes."I am shadow breather Patrachio." He introduced himself, speaking back in the tongue of Zarakhan. "Are you the dragon Master Artewesk had set out to study?""I am.""Is master Artewesk there with you?""He is dead." Malefor answered. "Agruas too."The shadow breather nodded solemnly, his face twisting in pain."We guessed as much, but …" He said, before a tear fell down his eye, unable to speak."But it never ceases to be painful …" Malefor completed the sentence for him, knowing all too well how the dragon felt at that moment.The dragon nodded."How did he die?" He asked."The holy Warfang empire." Malefor answered. "They attacked in the cover of night. I was the only one to survive.""Your request has been granted." Patrachio said, sniffing hard. "You may come and visit us.""Thank you." Malefor smiled. "May I bring a friend?"The dragon's face now had a taint of suspicion."He is completely trustworthy." Malefor assured."What path does he follow?""None." The purple dragon stated. "He follows any path that is fruitful. He has worked with both Virith magic, and dark magic.""Humph." The shadow breather muttered, not entirely convinced."I guarantee his reliability.""I cannot convince the rest of the order that such a dragon is not an enemy." The dragon shrugged. "You must come alone.""Very well." The purple dragon conceded, not willing to push his luck."Goodbye." The shadow breather said as his reflection faded.Malefor took the crystal out of the ground, contemplating the steps he needed to take.First, the question of how to get to Rotra …He could use his shadows, but …It would do him good to take a small break. The same could be said about teleportation. Of course, him having never visited Rotra eliminated that option entirely.He would keep the shadows in mind, and use it if there was any need. But he preferred to experience sea travel. If Gaul could arrange a trip to that continent, things would be so much easier.If not …A trip to an eastern shore was in order …In disguise …Luckily, he still remembered those times he'd had to change his appearance and voice."Radwa …" He chuckled. It was the name he had picked for whenever he took another form.After that …He had to ask if Shaiath could come with him. It was an opportunity the mage would not pass if he had the time.He would try to convince that unyielding shadow breather later …Even if he remained unconvinced, Shaiath would still see the continent, maybe pick up a few books, spells, or catalysts that he could not find in Warfang.At the very least, the two could have a bit of fun.He sent the contact crystal to its hiding place, summoning the other two.He held one in his paw, focusing on Shaiath. In a few seconds, he saw the mage's face appear in front of him."How's my favorite dark mage of all time?" Shaiath greeted."Still alive." Malefor answered heartily. "How's the world's undisputed greatest mage of all time?""Working his way up to touch the steps of the title he was just given with the tip of his claws!" Shaiath laughed."Sorry if I bothered you …" Malefor politely added."No bother." Shaiath interrupted."But I was about to go on a trip to Rotra via Konosa. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me.""I would love to!" Shaiath answered almost instantly. "Can you wait until next week? I have some stuff to take care of, and I need to inform the academy that I'm leaving for Rotra.""No problem." Malefor smiled. "I'm not in that much of a hurry.""Great! Our adventures continue!""And this is just the beginning!" Malefor joked."Good!" Shaiath shot back, half-jokingly. "Life is too boring!"The purple dragon laughed with his friend."Let me know when you're ready, then." Malefor said as the laughter died down."I will." Shaiath winked. "So long.""Bye." Malefor waved his paw as the smoke faded.Once he was alone, Malefor found himself smiling involuntarily.It was almost funny, how the two still acted like juvenile dragons.A good thing, though.Juveniles, hatchlings even, had a lot to teach.Few of them ever had committed the crimes that adults dismissed so easily in the name of one thing or another.Unbridled kindness and infinite curiosity …No limit to their capacity for forgiveness …No rules for friendships …No reason to be happy and feel joy …No grudges …Just a few of the many things adults could learn from hatchlings.Just a few of the things they pummeled under their weight as they grew up.As they learned from other adults …He shook his head.He had work to do.On to Gaul …"Hey!" He cheerfully greeted his friend as he saw the reflection."Hello!" Gaul waved his hand."How are you?" Malefor asked. "How's everything?""As good as it gets." The ape sighed. "Still no war, at least. How are you?""I'm alright." Malefor answered. "I need a favor. I need to travel to Rotra with a friend. Can you arrange a ship for two?""We have ships regularly patrolling Konosa." Gaul nodded. "If you want, I can arrange for one of them to take you to Rotra.""That would be great." Malefor's smile widened. "When does it leave?""To reduce costs, only two ship travel at each given moment." The ape king explained. "The next pair will leave in almost two weeks.""Fantastic!" Malefor smiled. "Just remember, I will be travelling in disguise. I will change my name, my voice, and of course, my appearance.""No problem." Gaul shook his head."Thanks. I will make it up to you.""There is no need." Gaul assured."Not everything has to be born of necessity." Malefor answered. "Some things are just the right thing to do.""That is very thoughtful of you." The ape chuckled. "But still, there is no need.""I'll keep that in mind." The purple dragon grinned, rolling his eyes. "Sorry I bothered you.""My pleasure." Gaul answered, his image fading.A trip to Rotra …Not an easy one …If they could cross Konosa in the first place, they were faced with a continent they didn't know.A completely new set of challenges …A completely new set of ways to have fun …Such as …"What tongues do they speak in Rotra?" He thought.
King of kings: Chapter 82The purple dragon watched from the shadows as the ape king stood still in the middle of a courtyard, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand on his hips. In front of him there was an ape, aiming a bow at his king's face. An audience of no less than thirty spectators were watching in awe. Gaul's eyes were focused on the ape in front of him, a taunting smile on his lips.Suddenly, the ape let go of the string, shooting the arrow at his king. The sudden, sharp whistle startled Malefor as the arrow flew at an incredible speed towards the target.However, there was no change in Gaul's face.Quick as lightning, the ape king turned his hip slightly to the left, leaning back, and raised his right arm. He grabbed the arrow in midair, the sharp tip a claw's length away from his face.The other apes applauded their king, clapping their hands and vocally congratulating him for his speed and focus. Gaul sat down next to a female ape, most likely his mate, nodding in appreciation. He picked up a few pieces of different fruits and a few cuts of meat, letting the night's entertainment continue.Malefor smiled. His friend seemed to be enjoying himself.Just then, he saw another ape appear from behind Gaul. He brought his head closer, whispering something in the king's ear. Gaul turned around, staring at the ape with concern. He got up, and the two apes left.Malefor followed them into a treehouse. It was humble relative to Warfang, but majestic compared with other treehouses."Are you certain of this?" Gaul asked, sitting behind a desk."I'm afraid so, my lord." The other ape answered. "Our scouts saw general Tipasari themselves."The ape king closed his eyes, shaking his head slowly. He sat down, holding his head with both hands."Your highness …" The ape added after a few seconds of silence. "Might I suggest putting our forces on high alert, just in case she tries to further her adventures?""Such an act can be perceived as a sign of war." Gaul answered as he opened his weary eyes. He shook his head for a few seconds before slamming his closed fist on the desk."Why can't I shake the feeling that all of this is intentional?" He spat out. "The general is doing all of this on purpose, I can tell. She wants an excuse to start another war.""My lord …" The advisor stuttered. "She might be tempted to invade our lands if she sees no strong resistance at the borders. She may also report our inactivity as a sign of weakness to the council of Warfang.""If we strengthen our defenses, she might think we are preparing for war." Gaul answered. "We cannot afford another encounter with Warfang.""If I may, your royal highness …" The advisor asked for permission. "There is a delicate balance between the two. She must learn that we will not invade their land, so long as they respect the sanctity of ours. We can send a message of warning to Warfang, expressing our concern over this entire situation, and of the frailness of the peace treaty. At the same time, we strengthen our borders, just in case the words in the message fail to deliver sense into Warfang's head.""I see …" Gaul mumbled as he scratched his chin, sitting on this throne. "But war is still a possibility.""An unfortunate one, your highness." The advisor nodded.The ape king exhaled loudly as he rubbed his eyes. He held his forehead with eyes closed, simply breathing in and out. There was silence in the room."Do it." Gaul ordered a few seconds later, sounding defeated."Right away, my lord." The advisor said as he left the room. Malefor saw Gaul's mate climbing the tree as he did."Are you alright?" She asked, entering the room. "Is there trouble?""Warfang." Gaul sighed as he got up from his chair. "Their forces have attacked ours at the border.""It is nothing new, then.""Their commander is what concerns me. She despises not me, but all apes. If war breaks out, it will be a bloody one.""We can buy mercenaries and assassins like last time." The mate hinted."They seldom interfere if their lives are truly in danger." Gaul shook his head. "Gold is sweet, but not at the cost of the life to spend it in.""Your concern will not win us the war." She stated, lying in the large bed. "You need rest and a clear mind."The ape king walked towards the corner of the room, where there was a locked chest. He unlocked it, taking out a large piece of paper from a chest and locking the chest back before unrolling it on the desk. He sat down, staring at it.Malefor watched his friend follow trails with his fingers on the paper, presumably a map, mumbling things under his breath, and rubbing his eyes and forehead. He did not seem entirely pleased with what he was seeing. Occasionally, he got up and walked to the chest, taking out other pieces of paper and eyeing them carefully. Judging by his facial expressions and the disgruntled noises he made, they were no more reassuring than the map.Eventually, after what felt like an hour or two, the ape king's head grew heavy, and he fell asleep moments later.The purple dragon grabbed his friend's shadow, dragging him into Horomuga. The ape king was fast asleep, and did not notice this. Only after the purple dragon had made a new bonfire did he wake up.He was uneasy at the sight of being brought out of his kingdom. However, his eyes widened in shock at the sight of the purple bonfire, as well as the dragon standing next to it."Gaul …" Malefor said with a warm smile."Malefor …" Gaul almost gasped. "You … you""What?" The purple dragon chuckled."I … I thought …" He stuttered, approaching his friend. He hugged the dragon when he was close enough, a gesture Malefor returned willingly. "I thought I'd never see you again.""Why would I leave my friend alone?" The purple dragon asked, poking his friend in the chest lightly."You were gone for over five years …" Gaul said, his eyes still wide. "Not even in my dreams could I see you …""Well, I'm here now." Malefor shrugged. "I'm sorry I had left you for so long. I had too much to do to even think of leisure."The ape king's nod was as sincere as could be."Same here." He said, bitterly. "How's life?" Malefor asked, hoping to make up for lost time. "You look great."Gaul stared at Malefor for a few seconds, as if he was thinking if the question was worth his time. He shook his head a few moments later."I am sorry my friend, but this really is not the time for friendly chat." He sighed. "As king, I have certain … duties others have no obligation to suffer through.""I … see …" A dejected Malefor uttered. "I was hoping we could pick up where we left off … but I understand if you are busy …""I do apologize." Gaul said, sounding sincere. "I would not have said this if it weren't of utmost importance. I have to prepare for war. To no one's surprise, against Warfang, again.""What's the concern?" Malefor smiled. "You've beaten them before, haven't you?""If you can call that beating." Gaul said, closing his eyes and sitting down. "Luck was on my side. Warfang had other uprisings to crush, and the victory left us in a truly sorry state."He took in a deep breath, letting it out as slowly as he could. Malefor simply watched his breaking friend."They turned nearly a third of my lands, my forests, to salty deserts …" Gaul continued. "Nothing grew there anymore. There were no trees, no animals, no water. We had no choice but to abandon it. And the casualties …"The ape king was staring into the purple fire in front of him, barely aware of anything in his immediate surroundings. He was trapped in place by the memories."There wasn't a single ape who hadn't lost a relative or a friend …" He said. He wasn't necessarily talking to Malefor anymore. "They killed nearly half of us …""Half?" The shocked purple dragon almost yelled.Gaul nodded."If not for the mirror you gave me, we would have had no hope for victory." He managed to say. "But then, immediately after the war ended, Warfang enforced a new law on the land, preventing anyone from trading with us, under penalty of never being able to make trade with Warfang again …""That sounds like a blessing." Malefor joked."This 'blessing' has left us with no allies." Gaul answered, furiously. "We have no one to turn to if something … anything … happens. We cannot even buy fruit from the poorest inn.""I'm … sorry …" The purple dragon apologized for his poor attempt at humor."But … but …" Gaul managed to say before breaking into tears. He wasn't simply shedding tears. They were streaming down the loudly moaning ape's face."Gaul!" A shocked Malefor gasped, watching his friend with wide eyes."I've failed the apes …" Gaul cried. "When my father was king, we were prosperous. We had friends, allies, riches, food, land, we had everything! Now, thanks to me, we have nothing … now … now … our food supplies are running dry, our water is limited, we have lost a great portion of our lands, no city would even talk to us, the only thing we have is gold, and we cannot even spend that! If it weren't for the pirates, who occasionally throw a piece of foreign goods at us for ten times the price, all of our riches would have been useless …"He punched the ground next to him in anger."I thought I could save the apes from bowing down before Warfang." He managed to say amidst his tears. "He never wanted me to be king after him. He never taught me how to rule. I had to learn everything myself. I made mistakes … so many of them …"The purple dragon was simply watching his friend with an open mouth. The Gaul he was seeing in no way resembled the fun-loving king he had seen mere hours ago."Thanks to him … thanks to me and my dumb mistakes …" He sobbed. "We are on the verge of being wiped out from history … Gaul the foolish … Gaul the inept … Gaul the failure … Gaul the … Gaul the …"The tears were too much for the ape king to speak anymore. He was on his knees, his face touching the ground, crying pathetically, punching the ground in frustration."Foolish … inept … failure …" Gaul's words rang in his ears.Familiar descriptions …Familiar reactions to a desperate situation …The purple dragon walked towards his friend, sitting down next to him. He draped a wing over the weeping ape, bringing him over for a hug. For a few seconds, Gaul did nothing. Suddenly, he buried his face in Malefor's neck, continuing to cry."You know, when I was exiled from Warfang, I used to think it was all over." Malefor smiled at his friend. "I had everything before my exile. Riches beyond my wildest dreams, a loving family, a future as a general, a beautiful dragoness to be my mate, everything. Then …"Malefor let out a single chuckle."With a few simple words, all of it was taken from me." He continued. "They even took my name, even though I've chosen to keep it. I had never felt so miserable."He sighed, remembering exactly how he had felt."But …" Malefor smiled, staring deeply into his friend's eyes. "It made me realize the things that truly matter, and those that are worthless."His smile widened."I was granted the freedom to live my life, to read and to learn without Warfang keeping a constant eye on me. I was given the wonderful opportunity to realize my friends, my freedom, my independence, my knowledge, were far more important than whatever means Warfang uses to blind his slaves."He chuckled."I apologize for saying this, but I think you are mistaken about your father." He shook his head. "He was no powerful king. He was no king at all. He was a slave to Warfang."The ape king simply kept his gaze locked unto Malefor's as if the latter was insane."He was a good slave." Malefor repeated. "He obeyed every order given to him, regardless of what it meant for him, for his family, or for his subjects. To me, it is not a matter of whether he could have won a war with Warfang while suffering fewer casualties than you did, but that he never would have dared to think about disobeying Warfang, let alone starting a war with them. He was gutless."His eyes narrowed."Unlike you.""What do you mean?" Gaul asked, confused and shaking his head. While the fires of rage were still burning in the ape king's eyes, Malefor could see that his words were putting them to rest."He had riches to spend, and the means to spend them, because Warfang allowed him to." He continued. "He had friends, those Warfang let him keep. He had fertile land, lent to him by Warfang. He had warriors, as many as Warfang wanted, and so long as it was in Warfang's interests. But you …"Malefor brought his friend's chin up. There was a glimmer of hope in Gaul's eyes."You have gone against all odds and not only did you survive, but you succeeded in liberating the apes." Malefor said, his tone proud. "Not your father, not his father, and not a single ape had managed to do that in the past four centuries. You challenged Warfang's supremacy, and declared to the world that the lands to the south belong to the apes, not anyone else.""That is very kind of you." Gaul said, visibly not convinced, as he broke free from Malefor's hold. "But even if I were to grant you all of that, it still does not address the fact that the apes are short on food supplies, that our lands are dying out, that we cannot trade but with the vilest animals ever to stain the earth with their presence.""There are solutions." Malefor shrugged. "You can seek help or alliance from other continents, you can use earth dragons to remove the salt and bring life back into your lands, you can …""We have tried." Gaul interrupted. "They would not assist us.""Find hungry ones." Malefor suggested. "Hungry dragons do not care who provides their food as long as it is given to them.""We've tried …""Try harder." Malefor stated. "You can seek them out from other continents as well."Gaul exhaled loudly."I suppose I could try some more.""That's the spirit!" Malefor nudged his friend. "And what about seeking allies from other continents?""We have tried every major city we could reach in a few months' time." Gaul shook his head. "Not a single one of them came to our aid.""Not even the Sakrani?" Malefor asked. "They are powerful enough not to be intimidated by Warfang.""They preferred to keep their trade with Warfang." Gaul shrugged. "Guess what their decision meant for the apes.""Hmm …" Malefor scoffed.If no city would help the apes …Individual dragons were different.They could be swayed.But cities had relationships to maintain."There is another alternative." Malefor suggested. "You can seek help from dark mages.""Are you mad?" The ape king screamed, staring into Malefor's eyes. "My subjects worship the light of Warfang. I will lose them all if they see me talking to dark mages, let alone given them food and shelter in our lands!""Did they object to your use of the alchemy catalyst?" Malefor asked. The look on his face was one of confusion."They never learned of its existence."Malefor simply grimaced at that answer."Dark magic came to your aid when you needed it." Malefor said. "And the opal I gave you continues to protect you today using dark magic.""I appreciate everything you have done for me, my friend, and your continued help to the apes." Gaul said, sounding honest. He approached the purple dragon, placing his hand on his shoulder. "But I cannot declare any of it. My subjects are all I have left. If I lose them to Warfang, everything I have managed to accomplish will have been lost."Malefor felt a deep pain in his throat.He was well-aware of the fact that too many creatures in the realm were terrified of dark magic.He himself had been no exception.But still …He thought his friend would be different …After so many years of knowing him …Of course, he had a point.One's subjects were not to be ignored like he was suggesting.They could even assassinate him, or help Warfang do so, if he heeded Malefor's final advice.Even if they enjoyed the full benefits of dark magic, they could not know what it was.Not unlike the Guardians of Warfang …"I'm sorry." He heard Gaul say. "I hope this doesn't affect our friendship.""N … no, of course not." Malefor forced a smile. "I have only one piece of advice left.""Go on.""I know it is not much help, but never assume the worst." Malefor smiled. "There is always hope."The ape king smiled at his friend, an appreciative look on his face."I also have a gift for you." He said, summoning the black crystal."What is it?" Gaul asked, looking at it."If you hold it and focus on me, it will summon a cloud of smoke through which we can talk." Malefor explained, levitating the crystal to his friend. "It will save us the trouble of having to meet in our dreams, or late at night.""Huh …" The ape king uttered, grabbing and eyeing the crystal. "Thank you.""No problem." Malefor smiled warmly."I should go now, though." Gaul said. "I need my strength if Warfang tries to wrest control away from us again.""Sorry I kept you up." Malefor apologized. "I could not think of a time of day to see you.""I'm glad I saw you again." Gaul grinned."Same." Malefor grinned back as his friend disappeared from view. The second he was alone, his smile faded.He had come to accept that many creatures had reservations when it came to dark magic.But when it was someone so close to him …"I'm sure Vinaha felt the same way, when he first saved you." He reminded himself.Over time, he had learned that dark magic was to be appreciated, not feared.Especially after consuming the memories of the progenitors …Very few creatures had been born to dark mages.Very few had seen dark magic used around them.And yet, many still practiced the arts.They had learned.Gaul was no exception.He, too, would learn.When he was ready.Vinaha had cured his fear of dark magic not by words, but by his righteous actions.If Malefor were to do the same, he saw no reason for Gaul to remain frightful.The purple dragon sat at his desk in Convexity, staring at the massive book in front of him."Now, where was I?" He said out loud, picking up his quill and dipping it in some ink.
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