In the heart of the Sky Empire, where clouds met the heavens, I was born—a dragon destined for greatness. My name is Yizorushi, and I am the youngest son of Tenku, the revered Sky Emperor. From the moment I emerged, wrapped in the divine magic of destruction of my ancestor, my path was set. Yet, greatness is not inherited; it is forged through trials and triumphs.
Our family, the Kurokaji Clan, was a lineage of majestic dragons, each generation surpassing the last in strength and wisdom. My elder brother, Akaryu, was the epitome of this tradition. Renowned across the lands, he was a legend in his own right—unmatched in battle, his power was a source of awe and fear. As a child, I watched him with a mix of admiration. His skill in combat, his destructive flames, and his unyielding resolve made him a living legend. But alongside this glory, there was a darkness that clung to him—a shadow that even Father could not ignore.
I did not train for strength but i wanted to learn about this world and i grew up with a deep knowledge and strategies. While my brother was brutally destroying empires of enemies.
The Sky Empire basked in an era of peace, a tranquility that seemed almost too fragile. Beneath this veneer of calm, however, lay a turbulent undercurrent of politics and power struggles. As the youngest member of the royal family, I was thrust into a world of expectations and scrutiny. My father's shadow loomed large, and the legacy of the Kurokaji Clan weighed heavily on my shoulders.
The day arrived when the Sky Empire would choose a new chief, a momentous event that would shape the future of our clan. The grand court was a sea of expectant faces, every member of our clan present to witness the pivotal decision. My brother, Akaryu, stood beside me, his eyes glinting with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. He was sure of his place, but I could feel the tremor of anticipation in the air—an anticipation that would soon unravel.
Father, a figure of immense authority and dignity, surveyed us with a discerning gaze. His eyes, sharp and perceptive, scanned the room filled with whispers and murmurs. The silence that followed was thick with tension as he prepared to announce his choice.
Tenku: "The new Chief of the Kurokaji Clan shall be…"
"Yizo," he declared.
The impact of his decision was immediate and profound. I could feel the collective gasp of the assembly, and Akaryu's expression twisted into a scowl of disbelief.
Akaryu: "I'm the strongest! How could this happen?"
Tenku: "Strength alone does not define leadership. Yizo has shown dedication and promise. He is the one destined to lead us into the future."
That night, as I retreated to my quarters, the gravity of my new role pressed down on me. The mantle of leadership felt both exhilarating and burdensome. The weight of my responsibilities settled over me like a heavy cloak, and sleep seemed a distant hope. In the dark silence of my cave, a sense of foreboding crept in.
Suddenly, I felt a presence moving stealthily toward me. I feigned sleep, my senses alert. A cold blade hovered dangerously close. I reacted quickly, catching it just in time.
Yizorushi: "Akaryu?"
Akaryu: "Yes. Did you really think I'd let you bask in glory without a fight?"
Yizorushi: "Akaryu, it doesn't have to be this way."
Akaryu: "It does!"
He lunged at me, and I barely managed to hold my ground. We grappled fiercely, his rage palpable as he struggled against me. I pinned him down, but his eyes were burning with an unquenchable anger.
Yizorushi: "Leadership isn't about power. It's about guiding and inspiring others."
Akaryu: "Leading, huh?"
Akaryu rage increased and his heart was filled with hate , He opened his mouth and started charging a fire attack, But i reacted in time
Yizorushi: "Destruction Swirls!"
I did block his attack but i left a scar on his right eye.
His anger only intensified. Before he could strike again, Father burst into the room. Akaryu, with a final hateful glance, fled into the night, his promise of vengeance hanging in the air.
1500 Years passed, and I led the Kurokaji Clan through turbulent times. The once peaceful realm was now embroiled in endless wars, and I became a formidable leader. Yet, with each battle fought and won, a shadow of darkness began to creep into my heart. The weight of endless conflict transformed me from a beacon of hope into a figure of relentless destruction For me the meaning of peace became destroying my enemies.
My name, Yizo, became synonymous with devastation. Kingdoms fell, villages were razed, and the once-noble purpose of my leadership seemed lost. I wandered through a world of chaos, my rage consuming me. until i got the name of "Dragon of Destruction" I started killing my own kind and ran away from the Sky Empire, Where my Father Tenku became the Chief again.
After thousands of years of me roaming in this chaotic world causing destruction. Reaching Level of Emperors Themselves.
Then came Tetsuro, a man with white hair and piercing red eyes. He approached me with a calm that seemed out of place amidst my turmoil.
Yizorushi: "What do you want from me human."
Tetsuro: "I heard you are looking for peace"
Yizorushi: "Yes, But The only peace i can get is by me dying, But nobody is strong enough to kill me and due to my immortality"
Tetsuro replied, his gaze unwavering. "Well, I possess a unique power that can seal Anything, Even emotions and powers. My time is short, but I can help you find the peace you've been seeking."
Yizorushi: "I accept."
For 150 years, Tetsuro and I journeyed together. Through his wisdom and guidance, I began to understand the true meaning of leadership and peace. The storm inside me began to calm, replaced by a fragile but growing serenity.
When the time came for the sealing, Tetsuro looked at me with both sorrow and resolve.
Tetsuro: "I will seal you within my unborn child. It will allow you to find peace, while I live out my final days."
Yizorushi: "I understand."
Tetsuro: "I would like you to take care of my child"
Yizorushi: "You thought me a lot of stuff and helped me a lot , This is the least i could do for you"
As the sealing process began, darkness enveloped me. The storm within me finally found its rest. I drifted into a deep sleep, embraced by a gentle void, ready to embrace the peace I had long sought.
In the silence of that dark embrace, I found a semblance of calm. My journey, though filled with strife and struggle, had led me to this moment of quiet repose—a chance to finally find the peace that had eluded me for so long.