Sitting in his throne room, his right arm supporting his head as he leaned on it, on his left palm a swirl ball of golden mana danced gracefully forming various shapes.
Ysion sat there, an unreadable expression donned on his face, a cold oppressing aura surrounded him covering the empty quiet throne room. "Ondan." He lightly muttered.
The humanoid figure of the Dragon God materialized in front of the throne as he dropped to his knees, "My God." He spoke with a voice full of respect, "How is the matter of your successors going?" Ondan visibly shuddered before replying
"The tournament is in it's final stages my God, and I should be able to leave at any moment you decide."
Ysion nodded in approval at that, "Good, we shall leave when your tournament concludes, our guests are getting restless." He said flashing a toothy grin that made shivers run down Ondan's spine.
He cleared his throat and tried regaining his composure before speaking "My God, if I may be selfish to ask."
Ysion looked at him in curiosity before speaking, "Ask, what is it?"
"I would be honored if your Holiness graced us with your presence in the Finals of the tournament."
Ysion rubbed his chin as he looked at Ondan in deep thought, "Hmmm, I guess there is no harm in doing so." He nodded.
Ondan face lit up in joy as he struggled to control the grin on his face, he bowed deeply in respect
"I am forever grateful my God."
Ysion waved him off "Lead the way." A purple portal opened up in the throne room as Ondan respectfully urged his God in, nodding Ysion seemed to gently float down from his throne lightly towards the ground, his hands were behind his back as he confidently strode forward in the gate, Ondan followed closely behind as the Gate closed after their passing leaving the throne room empty.
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The pair reappeared above a giant arena, the stands were full as they easily held thousands upon thousands of Dragons in human forms.
The giant arena was situated on top of tall rock that stood up from the sea, endless water stretched as long as the eye can see. The only way to the arena was flight or teleportation.
As soon as Ysion and Ondan appeared above the arena, the stands quieted down. Clearing his throat Ondan spoke up in a loud authoritative voice "Kneel for your GOD!"
To that the thousands of dragons present fell on their knees in worship, in a united voice they spoke "WE GREET THE ALL FATHER YSION, WE GREET THE DRAGON GOD ONDAN!"
Ondan nodded in pride as he lightly nodded then turned towards Ysion who lightly smiled in approval, before slowly replying "Shall we start?"
To that Ondan replied enthusiastically "Yes!" He then turned towards the crowd bellow opened his hands wide and spoke loudly to everyone "LET THE FINALS BEGIN!"
With that the crowd went wild with cheering, as Ondan led Ysion towards the upper platform where they sat down overlooking the entire arena. Ysion sat down on a large throne like chair while Ondan sat a little bit behind him to the left in a smaller throne chair.
The Finalists was one young looking male with white as snow hair and golden eyes, he seemed excited at the aspect of fighting in front of his Gods, he was named a prodigy since he was born, storming through the competition all the way towards the Finals, he was sure this was his fate to become the next Dragon God. While the facing him was a middle-aged woman her hair was as dark as the night and had a few strands of white in it, that however did not take away from her charm her face had a mature hint to it, her eyes however were a stark contrast to her hair, they seemed to hide within them a wisdom gained along the years.
Ysion looked towards the finalists as they moved slowly to face both him and Ondan and kneeled, Ysion smiled and waved them to start.
"My God, who do you think would win?" Asked Ondan with curiosity as he glanced towards Ysion. He just lightly smiled while touching his chin
"It should already be obvious."
"Oh?"
"Looks like it started."
On the stage, the two participants stood to each side as they stared at each other, the young male gave a war cry as dashed towards the middle aged woman transforming to his full Dragon form along the way. A giant white Dragon jumped at the woman two balls of white celestial mana that seemed to suck the light into them came out of thin air, the woman looked calmly as the balls came flying towards her before they could arrive however she vanished from her place.
The Dragon stopped in his place, then whipped his long tail behind him knocking the woman who seemed to step out of the void back in the air, the shockwave knocked the wind back towards the spectators as the crowd went wild.
The woman stood unmoving and calmly gazed at the Dragon, her hands that she used to defend herself from the prior clash were transformed to dark as void claws. Her pupils transformed as well to an omnious dark color, two pairs of equally black wings sprouted from her back, the white Dragon felt a shiver run down his spine as she grinned for the first time since the fight has started looking like a devil coming from the depths of Zuhnir's realm.
She moved with such a speed leaving sonic booms and after imagines as the Dragon tried falling back, failing to keep up with her nimble small figure as she jumped from place to place slashing at him with her claws, wounds slowly accumulated on his body as he roared in frustration towards the sky.
The sky above them seemed to open as similar giant white celestial balls of mana fell towards the arena like a meteor shower, the crowd gasped at the scene while a green transparent shield was summoned to protect the crowd from the meteors.