《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》The cursed mountain
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The plane picked up speed and took off.
Out the window, the tarmac disappeared and I could see...
underneath my loved ones crying and greeting me a
last time.
"Mommy, I'm a dragon! Look down!"
Mommy: "My poor kid" stroking my hair"
Godmother held my hand, her usual smile.
Then, in the hallway, I saw my aunts, my uncle,
my dog and my missing friends.
Me, "Where are you going?"
Godmother: "But to Lourdes! We will finish our holidays
that we missed but all together."
I had a smile on my face, but deep down I didn't care.
I wasn't interested anymore. I wasn't tempted by anything.
I wanted to go home. Even if it meant going to hell.
I clenched my fists and looked out the window...
It was my family that I loved, and I was happy to...
see them again, but they were the past. Plus...
they were adults and I had a mind and a dragon soul now.
I was also going back to the spaceship, to Tiamat that
I started praying. It was absolute evil, but like
Sinistrar said, she was not a coward. She was
in hell, but what is hell?
For me it was the tarmac and also a little bit this plane.
who unjustly took my life once.
Instead of appeasing me, it was anger that
was growing inside of me. I was mad at myself, I was mad at myself...
to others, I was angry at myself and my weakness
and also to my dragon weakness.
But I was furious at God, at the whole world...
for putting me through such cruel ordeals for
nothing, to embitter me, to make me suffer, and it seems...
that trials make the soul grow, but here I had
rage.
I turned around and all the passengers were
skeletons.
The blue of the sky, replaced by night and clouds.
Soon lightning.
Then there were no more seats and I was a
black dragon. I wasn't glowing.
I was alone in the cabin.
The plane was full of jolts.
The turbulence was terrible. I crawled to the cockpit and there was no one there.
Then I felt a terrible jolt.
The plane had landed.
The bottom of the plane opened up like a cargo plane and I could see a black floor, like molten lava and ice.
It smelled like sulphur.
Everything glowed red like a volcano.
But everything here was just a volcano.
I slid belly down out of the plane's hold and the hatch closed. The plane turned and took off again.
I ran after the plane, but it was faster.
I flapped my wings to catch it, but I was only taking off about 2-3 meters. It was as if I was stuck on the ground.
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I saw it vanish into the dark clouds.
"Farewell Mom, Godmother"
At this thought, a light like a position light answered me that they had received my farewells.
I fell to my knees, crying.
I'm being punished for revolting...Now...what am I going to do?
With a claw, I carved in the rock the date of my death, the date of my birth, the date of my birth as a dragon, then Argentrix and I drew a heart so that I would never forget.
I hit the ground with my paw and my tears fell on it and evaporated.
There were rocks, valleys and at the bottom of the valleys, rivers of lava.
Everything came out of the caves through the crater of the volcano.
I decided to enter and explore the volcano.
The sky was infinity of ashes and an endless plain with an endless sea of magma.
The noise was deafening.
Lava was everywhere and I put my paw in it but nothing was happening.
I felt I had to go into the crater.
A presence was waiting for me there.
Heavy
very heavy...
I was scared. For the first time I was even more afraid.
But I was dead!
Was I really sure?
I walked mechanically between the stones and put my foot in the lava several times.
In the distance I heard moans, but more like sinister music.
The closer I got, the brighter the lava, but the unfathomable darkness.
I felt as if it was only abyss and looking closer I saw the great emptiness of the universe with a few points, stars in the distance.
The ground is going to collapse into space? I'm going to wander through infinity?
I was even more afraid of wandering in the infinite void for eternity.
Don't I deserve this?
It's not possible, I've never done anything wrong...
In the distance I could hear the lament of the people killed at Magestia, the grunts of the prey I slaughtered, the cries of the orcs slaughtered in battle and the moaning cries of the creatures whose souls were sucked through the portal. I also heard the dead lords pleading and asking for my punishment.
I knew it was all in my head, then the betrayal of my mother. The worst crime for a human... Rejecting his humanity.
Every step of the way I thought to myself. I am IVAN the dragon. I am a dragon. I am a dragon!
I would repeat it to myself over and over and over and over and over and over again, clenching my limbs, clenching my teeth, clenching my tears. I didn't want that taken away from me on top of that. I didn't want to disappear, drawn by the stars in the darkness that shouted "Come and take refuge". "or "Get out!"
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The path, stopped, making way for a lava corridor. Any normally constituted soul would have turned back and gone to a brighter, more peaceful place.
Then I said to myself, "I AM A DRAGON... I AM FIRE."
And I put my paws in the lava.
The pain was searing. It was not normal lava but it burned the soul, the objective being to forget oneself in the face of pain, the premise of reincarnation.
"NO! I AM FIRE!"
I moved on and on, getting closer to the center of the furnace.
The heat was excruciating.
A strong wind and a violent blast hit me, but I kept moving forward.
Then I heard screams in draconian tones.
"NO, please! My queen, my goddess!!
I've been making offerings to you all my life!"
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
The ground shook
I felt I was being watched and I looked behind me. There was only nothingness. The abyss.
I couldn't turn back.
I took my courage on both legs and I moved forward.
A huge cave of hardened lava with abyss hidden behind a ledge.
I felt the breath of pure evil.
The place where the lord demons would arrive once fallen or defeated.
Mom cried because she knew but she didn't want to waste the few moments I could have with them.
They were good and kind and I began to regret them.
Then I started to cry and miss my dragon family.
I cried and on the glazed lava slab I had a puddle and I could see the inconsolable dragons and especially Argentrix who was moaning while putting her paw on her belly, all that was left of me.
I was heartbroken. But nothing was beating in me anymore, only my will. I even wanted to face the devil... I put my paw in the puddle of tears and whispered. "I love you!"
She stopped crying for a moment and looked in all directions as if looking for me, as if she'd heard something, then she exploded again and again.
Thunder, no, a voice startled me.
"BHAAALLL...
I'm disappointed in you... Look at you! You're nothing anymore.
You had eight legions-- And you got played by a kid. You're a disgrace to dragons. And now you're not. You're a biped with horns and a tail! You thought you were a demon and hell would be your paradise!"
"No, Almighty Goddess! You are mistaken! He had technology 1500 years more powerful than us!"
That's no excuse. And I know everything!"
Bhaal: "I've made many sacrifices"
"Hmpfff, snacks. You can't buy a God."
"NOOOOO WAIT! I have to say one more thing."
"So, tell me, what did you create? What have you achieved for your mission?"
NOOOO NOOOOOOOOOONN AARRRGH.
Heavenly jaws fell on Bhaal, my predecessor.
The five jaws cut him to pieces and he was engulfed in a destructive fire that reduced him to nothing. Even his soul was destroyed.
The monster that stood before me was gigantic, the size of a mountain.
I wanted to hide in a corner, a crack, but I was dragged, as if by telekinesis, in front of the lava basin that served as her throne.
Five pairs of cruel eyes looked at me.
"You can't escape your fate, let alone me."
I wanted to poop myself, but nothing came out. I was even more certain I was dead.
What was going to happen to me. I was going to get torn to pieces.
Begging for mercy was useless.
I could feel the predatory breath on my head.
I was falling to my knees.
"Tiamat, I love Argentrix. Even in death I will always love her and you don't scare me..."
The five heads froze.
TIAMAT:" What are you doing here? You should be on the plane."
"NO NO NO NO! That's not fair."
TIAMAT: "DEATH IS ALWAYS UNJUST!"
"NO NO NO AND NO!"
"AHHHHH I see why you are here... You are Ivan the Demon Lord, so this is not a mistake!
I have to punish the demon lords and even if you are the youngest of them, I have to make you disappear."
"I have abdicated!"
"HAHAHA, any excuse is good... but you can't fool a goddess.
You've gone to war and worn out the souls that were offered to you."
"I have entrusted all my troops to make peace and make the world a better place!"
GRRRRRRRRRRRRR
TIAMAT's mouths were closing in on me.
"NO NO NO NO NO this is unfair!"
"BECAUSE I AM UNFAIR?????? You died and now you have to pay for the powers you used. My powers!"
"Sinistrar has my troops..."
"SINISTRAR? and ZAAAAR is at his command???? Is that amazing? The souls of the legions come here to regenerate, but they haven't returned yet. With your technology and forbidden science, you would have created synthetic mana???? ANSWER!"
I lowered my head, but I stared at the colossus a hundred times my size.
"YES... but"
"There's nothing to say..."
"It's unfair! It's disgusting..."
One of the heads was at my level, I felt I was going to end up a snack.
I wanted to shout MAMAANNN
"They all shout MOTHER in their last moments..."
I "Damn you HAKUMEN!" I screamed before the fangs closed.
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