Born without teeth so you made your own.

Born without scales so you made your own.

Born without claws so you made your own.

Born without eyes so you made your own.

Born without hope so you made your own.

Born without strength so you made your own.

Born without magic so you made your own.

Born without will so you made your own.

Born without family so you made your own.

Born without respect so you made your own.

Born without wealth so you made your own.

Born without time so you made your own.

Born without victory so you made your own.

Born without pride so you made your own.

Born without virtue so you made your own.

Born without talent so you made your own.

Born without a true name. So she gave you her own. The name of Grey.

Oh how your brothers laugh and called you names.

Names like worm and… serpent.

Oh how your elders dismissed you and neglected you and how they would regret not ending you there and then for there would be not second chance.

For it allowed you to struggle and bleed .

Oh how they would come fear you.

Oh how the name they called you in jest would come to haunt them.

Oh how I would come to you. Like a moth to a flame.

Today they call me the dragon king. Not knowing the real king.

Those who were not born then have started calling me the great old one. Not know of horror that came before me.

Oh how foolish they are Ragna.

They know not your great might and they never will.

I have failed you.

I hold no deeper regret then that I could not pull you from your path.

And I hold regret that I had not the will to follow you on that path of damnation.

And I hate myself for being to scared to wish for you to win Ragna.

Oh great serpent king they know not your great name and I fear they never will.

I sit atop a mountain of skulls. Laughing at my own situations of disgrace and disgust.

I dream of something you had but I don’t.

I dream of war once more.

I dream of my own death just like you had yours.

The day you cursed creation and the creator sent shivers down my spine. I was Shivering… in fear of the greatestness you spat upon. I could not fight with you. Not against that.

Despite knowing you have long broken with her death and despite my great FUCKING STRENGTH THERE WAS NOTHING! NOTHING I COULD DO YOU MY LORD! Oh serpent king I cry everyday.

It only hurts now. There is no euphoria in my victory because I know I couldn’t win the battle I wanted to. I couldn’t do it.

How could you that thing was beyond us.

God is beyond what I can reach.

I am the dragon king. Maybe God left me here knowing that I would sit and wallow in fear of him.

Am I the final warning to those who would still rebel against it.

One final war. I hope you don’t disappoint me Elf I want to die in an explosion loud enough that I can stop hearing the words of god ring in my mind. They were simply words but strong words. Words that I have never forgotten.

“You have lost.” The only thing god ever did to me was say those words and my hands haven’t stopped shaking since. So I repeat it over and over in some frantic attempt to drown out my own fear.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

I am not you serpent. I am not the grey leviathan.

I am the dragon king.

I am the dragon king.

The strongest of them all

…

Its time. For my last war. For soon I will be no more.