War is always accompanied by death, and the worst-case scenario... still happened.
The rain was drizzling down, a steady, persistent downpour.
"What a regret! It has to end here!" Sage Dragon Belserion lay on the ground, gazing at the sky and sighing regretfully.
A worried voice drifted from afar. "Belserion!"
On the other side
"Uncle, didn't you say you'd be back soon today?"
In the rain, a young dragon quietly curled up in front of a cave, its eyes filled with anticipation.
It waited and waited for its uncle to return, but as time passed and night fell, its uncle never appeared.
The silence of night enveloped the entire mountain range, with only a cold breeze gently brushing against the young dragon's scales. Its eyes gradually grew anxious and disappointed, but it still waited steadfastly.
However, a solitary figure in the distance, accompanied by Starlight and rain, staggered toward it.
Her steps were heavy and slow, her face etched with undisguised sorrow. The young dragon gazed at the Queen, and seemed to understand something in its heart.
"No way, Uncle will definitely come back. Uncle promised me."
"It said it wouldn't leave and never return like its parents; it definitely won't break its promise!"
"It promised me..."
Its large eyes revealed a deep longing, as if it were expecting something, and it subconsciously blocked out Irene, no longer looking at Irene.
Gazing at the dark sky in the distance.
Its body trembled slightly, and it turned its head from time to time, trying to find that familiar figure on the distant horizon. However, each search ended in disappointment; it saw nothing but the cold wind.
"Janimus... I'm so... sorry..." Irene's trembling voice came from beside its ear.
Janimus was also taken aback, feeling the coolness of the falling sorrow. A trace of sadness gradually appeared in its eyes. Its tail swayed gently, then slowly fell still, as if expressing its inner unease.
It seemed to understand something.
Is my uncle never coming back?
"Waaaaah~ Uncle..."
Large tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the ground, and also dripping into Irene's heart.
Why should we protect other humans?
My parents were the same way; they said they would come back, but in the end, they never did.
You're the same way...
Janimus remembered that his parents had said before they left that they would soon defeat the enemy and return soon, bringing him his favorite food.
Only my uncle returned.
Now, my uncle is gone too...
Upon realizing this, Janimus let out a low roar, "They're all big liars!!" Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
Uncle... I don't know, I don't know... Is this worth it?
Janimus spoke haltingly, his voice choked with sobs, his extreme sorrow causing Irene to finally break down in tears.
She covered her mouth and burst into loud sobs. She had been holding back her grief to the extreme, but now, with Janimus's tears and whispers, she could no longer hold back.
"Humans... we're all human... if it weren't for... you... it would be so much better..." Yet, a voice deep within him kept telling him, "No, you can't think like that! After all, you are the ones Uncle is willing to protect with all his might..."
Janimus's feelings were extremely complicated; the contradictions and entanglements caused him great pain.
On the one hand, he was filled with resentment and disgust towards the humans who had brought him endless suffering;
On the other hand, thinking of its uncle's selfless sacrifice and unwavering Belief in humanity, it couldn't sever this bond.
So it flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, hovered for a while, and stared intently at Irene below, as if it had made up its mind.
With powerful flapping of its wings and unwavering resolve, it left this land that had once brought joy but now caused immense pain.
The dragon's figure gradually disappeared into the distant horizon, leaving Irene with only a lonely and resolute silhouette.
In the years that followed, Janimus traveled across all the continents, witnessing the joys and sorrows of all humankind, and the countless wars waged by humanity for petty gains.
Disheartened.
Uncle, do people like that really deserve it?
Janimus asked itself the same question again, but it still couldn't find the answer it needed.
Not long after, that land, once filled with both joy and sorrow, that Kingdom, came to an end with the birth of that man—no, it should be said, with the birth of that Black Dragon.
A human who learned Dragon Slayer Magic and was subsequently transformed into a dragon.
When Janimus heard this news, it was also stunned, but it still did not know how terrifying that man was.
It gradually began to live among the other dragons, no longer paying attention to human life, and everything seemed to return to its former tranquility.
Hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now that it's grown up, its size is no less than that of its uncle.
Until the Black Dragon broke in, their peaceful and tranquil life was plunged into despair once again.
One by one, the dragons died at the hands of the Black Dragon. But in the end, the Dragon Group scattered and fled, and the black dragon, wounded, also fled to the Stella Kingdom.
Along the way, some humans even tried to take advantage of its injury, but unfortunately, without Dragon Slayer Magic, they were no match for the dragon.
This also completely confirmed its understanding of humanity, realizing that humans are indeed so greedy and insatiable.
"Uncle, I think I can now answer the question that has always been in my heart."
It thought to itself, "Humans are ultimately untrustworthy; we dragons are born with noble blood and immense power."
However, as it fled, blood dripped continuously from its body, staining the land red. Surprisingly, this blood gave birth to countless dazzling crystals, as if it were a deliberate arrangement by the heavens.
It seems that this land and it have a deep connection and are very compatible.
Finally, after being relentlessly pursued by the Black Dragon, it collapsed beside a cave, severely wounded.
At this moment, it was struggling to lick its wounds, knowing in its heart that it was probably doomed this time.
Just then, a little girl unexpectedly entered its field of vision. This scene instantly reminded it of what its uncle had once told it—that the dragon race possessed a mysterious magic that allowed it to parasitize human bodies, not only perfectly concealing its own aura but also aiding in the recovery of injuries.
With that thought in mind, it decided to take a gamble... pouring all its power into the girl's body.
The little girl fainted from the shock and was eventually found by the royal family of the Kingdom and taken back.
Upon waking, she had no memory of the forest whatsoever.
The manipulated guards slowly awoke, only to witness the cruel and unfriendly scene of humans treating the Crystal Dragon.
And what the Crystal Dragon saw were the wars waged between humans for various reasons, the displacement of people, and their miserable lives without security.
I saw children crying and searching for their mothers and families in areas affected by war.
Seeing the mother holding the lifeless body of her child, with those empty eyes.
Seeing this, everyone felt as if a heavy stone had been placed on their hearts, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with unspeakable shock.
Clearly, everyone had by now vaguely guessed why the Crystal Dragon harbored such strong hostility towards humans.
When the scene shifts to humans killing each other, everyone's heart clenches with unbearable pain.
The cruel and bloody scene before them made it impossible for them to accept such a harsh reality.
At the same time, a deep sense of self-reproach welled up in my heart.
Human beings... what kind of beings are we, really? Are we truly as the Crystal Dragon saw, filled with selfishness, greed, and violence? These questions are like sharp swords, piercing people's hearts and forcing them to confront the potentially unpleasant truth.
Zorn shouted, denying it. "No, it's not just like that! Humans aren't just like that, there's another side to them!!"
"Yes, humans also have admirable qualities; not everyone is like that. Mystogan is a good example..."
"Everyone is doing well..."
Wendy, her voice trembling with tears, echoed...
To be continued~