Uuuuhg. The day had been so incredibly boring. Why couldn’t even a minor battle happen? So annoying. The Red Prince Dragon’s thoughts were interrupted as a guard burst into the room. “Sir, there are some very strange reports from the western gate - there seems to be a… diluted soul? We’ve never seen anything like it.” Uhg, it was for his dad. Well, at least it was somewhat interesting. He tried to divert some energy to sensing this soul. Wow, it really did feel diluted. Or was it blurry? Whatever it was, it felt strangely intriguing, and somehow, slightly familiar. He was sure he had sensed it before. He delved deeper, uncovering layers, and what he found shocked him.
“...some soldiers to find this, and destro-” His father was saying until he interrupted him. “Wait.” The prince said. “Let him come, I can deal with this.” His father thought for a moment, before finally agreeing, eventually going to sleep. The prince sat there for hours, waiting for the arrival, until the door finally opened. He looked at the familiar hybrid standing before him, before smiling just a bit. “Hey Rederg.” Zarhae said. “How’s hell?”
———————————————————————————————————————————————————A story not from zarhae’s perspective? Aaaaagh!
Wholesome Zarhae? Double aaaaagh!
Cliffhanger? TRIPLE AAAA - oh wait, never mind, that’s normal.