Abaddon is extremely powerful.
At this point in time, the list of beings in creation that can contend against him in destructive might are few and far between.
And the number of those who can imprison or shackle him falls to an even smaller margin.
Needless to say, none understood that fact better than Abaddon's own friends and family.
But today, they would learn that there may have been depths to his power that they just weren't aware of before.
They knew he had nearly unmatchable strength.
They knew he could do fantastical things like pull every star in the cosmos out of the sky.
But they had no idea about the strange things he could do.
Visoleer didn't just suffer damage when Abaddon became agitated.
The entire planet cracked apart.
And not a simple, 'We have a few new national landmarks' kind of crack.
It was an apocalyptic ' Why can I see a molten river of nickel and iron' kind of crack. All across the planet.
With the planet's core compromised, an explosion was imminent.
But just as geysers of flame began to lick at the air above ground, time itself seemed to stop.
Everything was frozen in time except for the individuals who were within eye-sight of Abaddon.
The imperial was completely gobsmacked.
"What manner of creature are you- Mmph?!"
The man clad in white brought his hands to his face in horror.
Much to his surprise, his mouth was now completely missing- as if he'd never had one in the first place.
"Your voice may be the single most regurgitating noise I have ever had the displeasure of having grace my ears... Until your life and name are but a mere memory, I'll ensure you remain silent..."
Despite the extraordinary feats and abilities that Abaddon had showcased with his mere arrival, the Imperial one wasn't quite as afraid of him as he should have been.
He merely saw the being in front of him as a challenge to be overturned on his own journey towards ascension.
The air around Abaddon's body literally shivered as if it could not support the full weight of his existence.
What he would not give for a power like that.
His grip tightened on the prized WhiteBane spear that had been handed down from his family for the last ten generations.
Digging his heels into the dirt, he dashed forward at a speed so terrible that he easily broke through the sound barrier.
He should have closed the gap between them in an instant.
But somehow, he had misjudged the distance?
And so, he tried again. This time moving more erratically than normal to throw off any chance that his movements could be read.
After doing this two times over, he reached another unbelievable realization.
He wasn't moving.
He was running at full speed and with all of his ability, but his position in the world wasn't changing.
It was as if he were jogging in place.
"He doesn't interest me, but I would like to see him broken..." Abaddon spoke without even looking at the man who'd been trying to attack him.
"Say no more, lad." Darius was the first one to get over Abaddon's flagrantly divine power because he had his own axe to grind.
Unsurprisingly, Hajun also didn't care.
With the scene from earlier still fresh in their minds, the ancient dragons launched themselves forward.
Unlike what happened with the Imperial one just a moment ago, the old men were actually able to move.
They instantly closed the distance between themselves and the man in white; drawing back their fists and striking him in the chest at the very same time.
It was tall enough of a task to speak to him without stuttering.
Abaddon blinked a couple of times and his mind seemed to lift from the angry fog it was previously in.
"Oh, right. This is for you." He handed the pill to Jormir.
"Hm? Me??"
"She grew quite old and powerful in your time apart. This will return to you what was stolen."
Director Nagumo: "Don't you ignore me, Abaddon!"
*Abaddon continues to ignore him.*
Jormir stared at the pearl in Abaddon's hand and eventually shook his head in denial.
"It's a kind gesture, but I'm afraid I can't take it. I will not accept that which I have not acquired through my own merits, not even if-"
"My god you're just as self righteous and annoying as he is. Just accept nice things when people offer them to you."
Abaddon pulled down Jormir's beard to force his mouth open and then tossed the dragon bead into the back of his throat against his will like Bill Cosby.
As soon as he closed the old dragon's maw, his body was wrapped in a blanket of blinding violet light.
His body floated upwards into the air of its own volition- undergoing a considerable metamorphosis.
The wounds across his skin healed, he regained much of his youth, and even his wing grew back.
He even sprouted an extra pair right underneath the original.
Now, the resemblance between him and Helios was much easier to see.
"T-This power is..."
"A symbol of your responsibilities." Abaddon interrupted. "I'm trusting you to lead our people well, and build them up into something greater than what you showed me before. I never want to see dragons forced to live below ground again."
Jormir seemed to understand the weight of what was being requested of him.
But he still looked around as if he was fully aware of the difficulty of the task.
"But our home is..."
"Hm? Oh yeah, right." Abaddon yawned.
He cupped his lips over his mouth before yelling over to the battlefield where Darius and Hajun were still in the middle of jumping the Imperial leader.
"Hey, old men! Mind putting this planet back together when you're done?? I'll keep it frozen for you while you fix it."
Darius: "Can't you see we're fucking this bastard up right now?! Why can't you do it??"
"I miss my family. I'm going home." He shrugged.
Hajun: "We will get it done, don't worry! Make sure my daughter knows I will have lots of stories to tell her upon my return!"
Abaddon nodded in satisfaction before he turned back to Jormir.
"They're going to fix everything, don't worry."
"I-I see... And if I may ask, what would you have us do about the humans?"
"They won't be your concern."
Finally, Abaddon turned his attention back to his fated adversary.
"I'm assuming you'll handle the mortals, yes? Find them somewhere nice and free to live that's dragon free before you wipe their memories of you?"
The Director's face turned an unhealthy shade of red.
"You motherfucker, I don't work for you!!"
"Did I say you did? Watch your mouth before I replace it with your asshole."
"I dare you to come and try!!"
Abaddon sighed, realizing that some people just don't learn through words alone.
More forceful persuasion was sometimes required.
"Alright then. I'll entertain you just this once. Make it quick, yea?"