[Volume 4: Possibilities and Results!]
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Beyond the Demon Realm, farther into the north where even the monsters among the monsters dared not to set foot, there lived a sage. A Dragon King.
They say that he was powerful enough to wipe out half the continent with his full powers. Even the Gods were afraid to step into the territory where he lived.
An existence around which even the Gods always tiptoed. Keeping a watchful eye out for him, in case he emerged from his chambers.
Perhaps the only entity that both the Ancient and True Gods were afraid of.
Though, in reality, the dragon king was a neutral being that had lost interest in everything.
Ever since he got the ability to control all fire, his growth was exponential, overtaking everything in his path before there was nothing left.
And in the end, he found himself lonely. With no clear purpose. So, he lived the rest of what's left of his life in solitude. Until he finds a purpose to come out again.
"Are you sure you will not change your mind? The entire world's fate is in your hands, don't you know?" A being that had an aura that normal people weren't even allowed to look at stood in front of the Dragon King.
"There are 9 others like me. Surely they could do something about the world... for now, I am tired," the dragon king spoke with a tired tone. He seemed to be exhausted, even by just breathing right now.
The dragon king had a humanoid body that was heavily built. It reached a height of at least 10 meters and bulged muscles all over the body.
With a regret filled face, the other man sighed before smiling," then I will take my leave. I will come back again, hoping that you will change your mind next time."
The dragon king did not answer him while he vanished from there, leaving behind the dragon king on his own.
After a few seconds of pause, the dragon king sighed before mumbling,
"Those who want to change the world. Those who want to protect the world. And those who want to destroy it... honestly, it is a mess that I don't want to get involved in."
"The world was set to be destroyed by the Primordials a long time ago. Nobody else has the right to change that... except the Fate Weavers like me."
"It's sad that most of the Fate Weavers are going about on their own... I wonder if this was how it was meant to be. But still... a Fate Weaver that everyone is ignoring? The 10th Fate weaver..."
The dragon king smiled a little.
"It's sad that people often forget... what it means to be a Fate Weaver. And the possibilities a Fate Weaver can create. To belittle him because he was just born, to belittle him because of his race... haha... reminds me of the days when I became the fate weaver." NovelFire-unofficial-text
"Seems like... another storm is going to be created soon. One that may hit Zarraf where it least expects. Perhaps... I wonder... "
The dragon king sighed in the end before he closed his eyes as he was drifting to sleep. Though mumbled before going to sleep...
"I guess I will leave it to fate. If it were meant to be. Then it will be."
And then he drifted to sleep in his room, surrounded by a pit. In a mountain that was inverted... on a floating island of volcanoes and fires. Floating above the ground, in the sky, way above the clouds.
Somewhere where no one can reach. Except those who are fated to...