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The rise of the juggernaut emperor of purgatory

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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The talentless Drakoni

"I'm not going to have it my way. I don't leave a shit for the world anymore!" Shouted Drakoni as his eyes were turning blood red. A million beam of bright blinding light dispersed from this red ball of divine destruction waiting eagerly for it's freedom. The light coming from it was more crimson than the overstretching skies of hell; more crimson than the reddest garden of roses that exists in this unjust firmament; more crimson than the flames of the juggernaut dragon that rules over the purgatory. This blinding red had every single drop of my passion, every single drop of his will to protect his one and only friend. As this ball radiated his blazing frustration, the earth trembled, the birds stopped flying and the skies stood witness to his judgement.

The crimson ball shrank for a split second and then BAAM! It released a beam of destruction that swept through the bricks,grasses, the empty entity in front of him and everything else, everything else in his peripheral vision. His heart overflowed with a heavenly feeling of fulfilment as he tasted the triumph of my revenge.

"We made a promise of a revolution in the midst if this all consuming darkness. Watching as the flower of evil sprouted from my love for you." With the most sinister laugh imaginable the shadowy entity kept on exclaiming. He still didn't have an eye and didn't even have a place for an eye. The whiteness of his teeth contrasted the utter darkness of his face as he kept on giving a sinister laugh.

(Before that)

"Cranel Drakoni, please step forward and collect your report card" said miss Thatcher

Cranel Drakoni with his downcast look and forced posture moved forward along the gaps of the circular benches of the magic academy. From the beginning he knew what his feeble, talentless and magic less body could achieve.

Cranel Drakon went forward and collected his report card

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Name:Cranel Drakoni

Race: Human

Age:15, Gender:Male

Language:55%

Mathematics:100%

Battle tactics:60%

Close Combat:0%

Ranged Combat:0%

Alchemy:35%

Magic Mechanics:0%

Affinities: null

Talents:null

Passive:null

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Cranel Drakoni turned his head down upon receiving his report card. And immediately the whole class started to whisper about him. He strode forward with a broken heart passing the first row of benches that were bent around the teacher's chair and table. While he was striding with his broken heart, a bully placed his leg in front of him in a way that even the teacher couldn't notice it. So Drakoni fell down in the array of benches in front of another boy's leg. That boy pulled his leg in disgust and his friends were already murmuring "Oh my god, how could even let that garbage touch you?". That boy became furious and had the intent of murdering Cranel Drakoni but none had the courage to do so in front of the teacher. Cranel got up again from that place and went to his empty seat that was waiting eagerly for it's occupant.

That seat is probably the only thing in existence that would awaits Drakoni's presence as he was living with his heartless aunt and uncle after his parents took their last breath. His aunt and uncle has spread numerous groundless rumors against him just out of sheer malice. They couldn't really abandon him because of the societal pressure surrounding them. But today is probably the day that he will be thrown out of the house because they said that he will have to leave if he doesn't pass this magic academy examination.

Drakoni became somewhat emotional and furious as he sat down in his seat. No one else even dared to go near that seat. Even the front seat was empty because Drakoni would sit behind that seat.

"Next, Amy come forward and collect you report card" Miss Thatcher said as she smiled a bit after looking at the report card.

Amy came forward to collect his report card. Her pink hair was the most beautiful in the whole class. Her pupils floating in the pink sea of her eyes gave her the eyes that rivals the beauty of a goddess. Not only that, she was a very kind person, kind enough to heal him on several occasions in secret. And to top it off she is one of the best healers in the history of this academy.

Amy, congratulations, you topped in all of the subjects. A smile glowed from Amy while the whole class applauded. Drakoni was also happy that his only friend topped in the academy.

Right after that he became emotionless sitting with a blank look. He thought to himself " What is the point of these grades they are just papers, it doesn't tell anything about how people perform in a real battle field. Like literally I won all the close combat battles but still I got a 0 because I didn't follow a certain style of close combat. What kind of bullshit racket is this?" He gave a sigh

"Long range battles are determined by how far and how strong the magic spells are. Seriously? Like how can a 10 second charging time spell benefit in a real battle field where every second is more valuable than this stupid shit of a paper. Wait wait, why am I even fretting over this? These babies formed an ecosystem of thier own from this grading system and discriminates people who doesn't ace in the exams-" The sound of the bell broke the silence of his thoughts. This is how his final days in the magic academy ended.

He waited for the whole class to stream out before he would can get the opportunity of getting out alone. He still sat there enwrapped in thoughts when Amy popped out of nowhere.

"Umm mm m hi Drakoni. Ho o w did your results go?" Amy asked in a peculiar manner with repeated slutter in her worda. Her cheeks were filling with a beautiful red hue as she blushed while saying this.

Drakoni became a little nervous as he saw Amy rub her fingers in the cutest possible way in the world.

"Hey Amy it's been a long time since we talked. And you know there is nothing new about my grades, I failed" Said Drakoni with a nervous smile as a drop of sweat climbed down his jet black hair.

"I I see" Amy said and seemed to become even more nervous. "It's a a shame then. But don't just give up yet, your fighting skills are amazing. You still have a chance to join the military." Amy gave a determined look on her face.

"Yes I was just thinking about joining the military. It would be a thousand times better than some boring paperwork jobs" Drakoni said as his voice became a little bit more stable.

"O ohk then. See you later" ran Amy like an elegant phoenix as she quickly got out from the classroom.

Drakoni didn't wait any longer but started to slowly walk out of the class.

The academy became as quiet as ever. The classrooms that were filled with gossips suddenly lost its gossip. The floors embraced silence as Drakoni's footsteps were echoing around the corners.

"Is this some kind of wierd confession?" He thought to himself while moving slowly with one of his fingers sticking in his chin.

Suddenly a series of large explosions broke the silence. Drakoni steered his head towards the windows and saw the towering flames through the large dark coloured wooden frames of the academy. He rushed through the hallways and sped down the stairs. He could clearly hear the piercing shrieks and haphazard footsteps of the people down the ground floor.

When he reached the ground floor, his eyes were wide open at the massacre of students. Several high level frost knights were swinging thier swords at the teachers and students alike. The teachers at least gave them a hard time, but the students were dropping like butter in front of them.

From the distance, a boy spotted Drakon"Oh it's that idiot Dog Poop. I am cursed to see your face before dyi-" His head flew off as a frost knight worked his sword right through his neck.

Their long range magic was dodged effortlessly by the frost knights. The flameshots were just going to hit the frost knights just before they effortlessly sidestepped the whole attack and, while maintaining the flow of their body, charged at the assailant while the thunderbolts hit the dust rather than the knights. And in close combat they were no match at all. Some idiots were swinging their sword while leaving a thousand openings and the frost knights didn't need another second to strike those. Others were fighting like swords were the only thing that can be used forgetting about their natural fists and legs. Drakoni was going to make a run for it, but then he saw Amy who fell on the ground. A frost knight was walking towards her. She screamed with her whole life force. But it didn't stop the frost knight from advancing in short composed steps towards her. Drakoni rushed towards the frost knight and came right in between them when the frost knight was going to sweep his sword through Amy. He stood there helplessly as he made a frivolous attempt to save Amy with his life.

Suddenly his instincts became sharp and his heart overflowing with bitter thirst of revenge. Drakoni himself didn't know why was he becoming furious but he kept becoming more and more miserable. For no reason, he felt the embrace of chaos.

"Why does this always happen to me! Why am I the only one who suffers losses in this cruel world! It took my father when I needed him the most; It took my mother when I needed her warm hugs more than anything else in the world; It took my freedom from the moment I was born. And when I thought I have finally found a family, someone to cry on his shoulders, someone who listened to my every demand, someone who called me his friend; you are going to take that too! Why? Why did you give me a plastic hope when you were going to take it anyways?" though Drakoni to himself. but all of these thoughts were somewhat hyperboled.

The halls of the juggernaut was finally ablaze after centuries of slumber. The statues: all of them had crowns in their head and were wrapped in kingly attire. They were bowing thier heads in respect. The roofs were covered with redness and the floors with a grand red carpet with golden stripes all over them. All of them were looking at a single king, who had no face, no skin colour, no identity, nothing till now. At last after so many years, the king was finally getting his shape. His face slowly formed from the black shapeless matter it was made of. As he was sitting like an arrogant ruler, it took the shape of Drakoni's face. As it finally stopped forming, it gave an evil smirk, a smirk that was so dark that even the devil would be afraid of it.

Suddenly Drakoni's blood was boiling with revenge. His veins were fracturing as revenge coursed through his veins like a violent river racing towards a waterfall.

So suddenly he felt the urge to kill something for the first time in his life. He endured the slander of people, he endured the smacks of kicks without a single word. He endured everything up until now in his life. But today he is rebelling against this unfair world.

Notice: Unlocked O tier booster spirit 'The juggernaut dragon of Purgatory'

Unlocked abilities:1) The emperor of the juggernaut dragon

2)The blessing of the juggernaut dragon

3)The endless battle of the sacred flames.

4)The raging tempest of the juggernaut dragon

5)Last hope

Unlocked passive: 1)Flare heal

2) The juggernaut dragon's pride

His feet is bursting with blood red flames. His hands felt heavy as he prepared to mortally wound this great calamity. A bright crimson ball materialized from the tip of his palm.

"I'm not going to have it my way. I don't leave a shit for the world anymore!" Shouted Drakoni as his eyes were turning blood red. A million beam of bright blinding light dispersed from this red ball of divine destruction waiting eagerly for it's freedom. The light coming from it was more crimson than the overstretching skies of hell; more crimson than the reddest garden of roses that exists in this unjust firmament; more crimson than the flames of the juggernaut dragon that rules over the purgatory. This blinding red had every single drop of my passion, every single drop of his will to protect his one and only friend. As this ball radiated his blazing frustration, the earth trembled, the birds stopped flying and the skies stood witness to his judgement.

The crimson ball shrank for a split second and then BAAM! It released a beam of destruction that swept through the bricks,grasses, the empty entity in front of him and everything else, everything else in his peripheral vision. His heart overflowed with a heavenly feeling of fulfilment as he tasted the triumph of my revenge.

"We made a promise of a revolution in the midst if this all consuming darkness. Watching as the flower of evil sprouted from my love for you." Said the evil king. The statue of the Dragon behind him glowed as it resurrected after eternal waiting in this world.