The dragon stood in the massive stone structure, darkness flowing around him, the feeling of being submerged in the deep water perpetrating through his whole body, making him feel like he was diving in oil. His heart was burning in flames of rage, all the betrayals and thefts constantly moving through his mind.
'Mortals can't be trusted. It is their nature to be treacherous.'
The whispers from the darkness reverberated through the whole structure, echoing between its plain stone pillars, "Come, ignite the flames of anger and let them consume your soul to ascend... no to descend! Do it, and you will be stronger than ever before!"
Vesuvius felt his muscles gaining unnatural power under the rage sweeping through his body, filling each of his cells with more energy than before.
The source of the whispers was getting closer and closer, the sweet-sounding words creeping into his mind, "Do it! Do it now and be stronger!"
'How dare you try to sneak on me!'
