IN THE ABYSS,
When everyone was struggling to recover from the damage caused by the dragon in the outside world, Zephyr had considered his time there as a reprieve.
Away from the upcoming loads of responsibilities and tribulations and was completely relaxed there that was highly annoying for the dragon.
"Ay, Zirkos,"
"Hmm?"
"How many levels does the Dark side have?"
"Three. Abyss, Nightmares and Inferno,"
"Inferno for destruction?"
"Yes,"
"Don't you get bored here? This must be the most monotonous level. What is here for joy? Watch people regret and stare into the abyss?" Zephyr asked, yawning in boredom, resting his one leg over the other to assert his dominance.
"I don't know myself,"
He sighed, laying down, hand under his head to find peace which was impossible in his presence.
