《I might be Overpowered》An Old Friend
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I readied my gear as I headed into the cave. I couldn't dismiss the feeling that I was forgetting something.
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In the distance, you could hear a certain griffin, squawk with disdain. The poor fella was stuck in a tree.
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As I entered the cave, my sword, Martha, suddenly got out of it's sheath and shouted in a voice loud enough for any ant in the cave to hear, "DRAGONS ARE FULL OF SHIIIIITT BOIII!"
A loud roar and a voice that came after could be heard from deeper down the cave, it said, "WHAT THE FUCK YOU SAY BOI? IM COMING TO FUCK YOU UP!" Followed by heavy and swift stomps towards our general direction. "Who dares mock the heir to the dragon king's throne. Was it you, mortal?" The dragon asked, in a mighty tone. "No, It was me you retard." Martha yelled as he showed himself from behind the shadows. (That looked really cool by the way.)
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(I am the last of my kind. I didn't used to be alone. I had a friend, his name was Domaka. He was sealed by this woman who's gaze still terrifies me to this day. That woman was crazy strong. I have no idea what he was sealed inside though but I could feel his aura disappear. Domaka was a piece of shit to be honest, that boi had it coming, but we were close. We were the only dragons left who didn't go insane because of the Chaos miasma that engulfed our valley a very long time ago. And now I'm alone, hiding in a cave. How pathetic.) A very familiar voice could be heard throughout the cave, "DRAGONS ARE FULL OF SHIIIIITT BOIII!"
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(The once fearsome dragon that stood tall infront of me is now literally flooding the cave.) "Stop crying you crybaby. I know it's me your best buddy in the world but you're making my master wet." Martha stated, in a joking manner.
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"Master? Don't tell me you serve this lowly human. How far you've fallen old friend. And here I thought I was the pathetic one." The dragon spoke. "He's her son." Martha whispered to the dragon. "HER son? Is he strong, Stronger than me?" The dragon whispered back. Martha nodded in response.
"I'm so sorry oh son of the powerful one, I did not intend to offend you in any way." The dragon said with a worried face. "Oh you know my mother too? Cool. Glad to see she actually has some friends despite her personality." I said, jokingly.
"Well anyways, sorry to interrupt your reunion but unfortunately I've come here with a quest to slay you." I spoke, in a serious manner. "Slay me? For what reason? I have been hiding in this cave ever since Domaka got sealed." He asked, confused. "You stole this cave from the maidens in the village just outside didn't you?" I asked, just as confused as the dragon was. "Wait, there's a village just outside the cave? I didn't know. As I said, I've been here ever since Domaka got sealed." He answered.
(I looked into the dragon's eyes and saw that he was indeed not lying. Weird.) I thought to myself. "So that's why I saw some human women performing some sort of ritual in my cave. I scared them off though, We dragons are very territorial after all." He said.
"This is very interesting. Very interesting indeed." I said with a grin on my face. "Oh right, I didn't get your name, dragon." I said, casually. "My name is V- Velix. By the way, W- What are you going to d- do?" Velix asked.
"Something fun. Hehe."
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I observed the man who was the son of that woman. He looked weak but Domaka assured me that he wasn't. "Well anyways, sorry to interrupt your reunion but unfortunately I've come here with a quest to slay you." The boy interrupted and spoke in a serious manner.
I was perplexed, why would anyone want to slay me? Despite being a dragon I had done nothing wrong in the past 1000 or so years. He asked another question and I answered truthfully, what came next shook me to my core. The pressure I felt was so overwhelming I could barely speak when he asked for my name. And when I asked "What are you going to do?" He had the most terrifying grin that made every fiber of my being tell me to run. He's just like her! Scaryy.
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