"Wait, what do you mean by 100 thousand...?"
"Good luck, Ryan out there"
Kaishi fixed his gaze on the spot where Ryan had just vanished, lost in contemplation. After several moments, he finally broke the silence.
"What should I do now? It won't be until 100 thousand years before we meet again," Kaishi mused, thinking to himself, 'I have three options: first, I could observe him for 100 thousand years; second, I could leap directly into the future and skip the waiting; or third, I could simply go to sleep for 100 thousand years.' He tapped his chin thoughtfully.
"Okay let's go with the third option after all I have already done the first and second although they were entertaining at first as I did more and more they became boring, and at one point they all started to seem the same, so going with the third option is good and how long has it been since I sleep," Kaishi said as he turned around and started to walk off in darkness leaving behind the darkness that could devour the sun in seconds.
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In certain far-flung corners of the universe, a captivating planet orbits a radiant sun. This world bears a striking resemblance to Earth, yet it is enveloped in vibrant greenery reminiscent of an ancient time, before the birth of pollution. Lush forests stretch across rolling hills, while crystal-clear rivers weave through expansive meadows, reflecting a pristine sky. The air is pure and fresh, filled with the sweet scents of blooming flora, creating a serene ambiance that feels untouched by the passage of time.
Yet, amidst this beauty, a deep roar pierced the tranquility, sending animals and birds fleeing in terror.
"Rooaaaaarrr,"
But the roar wasn't born from anger; it stemmed from profound pain. Deep within the mountains, a cave resonated with this anguished cry.
If someone were to walk into it, their gaze would be immediately drawn to a magnificent Western dragon. Its scales are a deep, inky black, glinting with a fiery red sheen that catches the light, creating an aura of majesty around it. However, the creature's regal appearance is marred by its anguished roar, a sound that echoes with both power and desperation, transforming its once-majestic presence into something fierce and intimidating. The contrast between its stunning beauty and the raw emotion of its pain creates a haunting spectacle that is both captivating and unsettling.
"Namari just a little bit more,"
A man called out from a distance, standing firm near the distressed dragon, reassuring her to endure the pain for a moment more. After what felt like an eternity, Namari ceased her roaring, lowering her head to relax.
A dragon baby out of nowhere appears right beside Namari's head; Namari turns her head a bit to look at the baby with her big red eyes, examining if there is anything wrong with her baby dragon heart, and the baby in question also looks back with his small red eyes but with curiosity.
After confirming there was nothing wrong with her little one and that his dragon heart was absorbing mana just fine—perhaps a bit too greedily—Namari sighed in relief, a wave of maternal love washing over her.
"Huhh"
Then she looked at the father of her child who was staring at her and said with a teasing tone, "What Don't want to look at your son, don't tell me you didn't like his white scale, Gracen, I know you adore mine black scale, and also wanted your son or daughter to also have a black scale but you shouldn't be like that to your son so come here and hold him."
Gracen who was mesmerized by his wife's maternal side was suddenly brought out of his trance and hearing what she was saying to him, he just shook his head with a small smile on it and started walking to her while inwardly thinking, 'When is she going to mature?,' Yet, part of him wondered if he really wanted that.
Gracen after getting close to Namari holds his hand outward like he's waiting for something, and Namari having understood what Gracen wants her to do, slowly brings her baby down using her mana to his level, when the baby reaches him he puts his hand around the baby body and brings him close to his chest while looking at the baby and For a few minutes, silence enveloped them, before Gracen finally spoke.
"He has the same beautiful red eyes as you, Namari," said Gracen while looking at the baby.
"I know."
After that, they both stay silent, like that for a few seconds, and that silence is finally broken by Namari.
"Oh, right! Gracen, I always imagined holding our child together as a loving couple. Now is the perfect moment for that; just wait while I transform into my human form."
Before Namari could transform into her human form, a voice came from the entrance of the cave stopping her.
"You idiot, have you forgotten everything I have taught you," came a voice that was laced with frustration and hidden excitement in it.
A woman suddenly materialized beside Gracen, catching him off guard. She had long, flowing black hair that framed her face, contrasting vividly with her striking blue eyes. Despite the faint wrinkles etching a story of experience across her features, her beauty remained undeniable, radiating a timeless elegance.
Gracen having finally recognized who is it greeted, "Hello mother-in-law what are you doing here I thought you had some work to do,"
"I knew, my idiot daughter was going to do something stupid, so I came here, and I guess it was a good thing I came here," Belinda replied and looked at Namari.
And Namari, who knew she was going to get scolded by her mother for hours, was now sweating buckets.
Gracen, who didn't understand what was happening, looked at his mother-in-law and asked, "What is wrong, mother-in-law? Although I know Namari is a muscle head who thinks of solving everything with her fist I don't think she has done anything wrong yet."
Belinda looked at Gracen with blank face for a while and turned her head toward Namari and said, "I guess you need to be taught everything from the start don't you Namari,"