I carefully stood up, cradling Kieraxys in my mechanical arms, my cyberdragon body humming softly as I moved. Mother and Father followed close behind, their eyes fixed on us with warm smiles.
As we walked, the sound of whirring machinery and soft hissing filled the air. The nesting area was a cozy little nook, lined with metallic plating and glowing circuitry. I gently laid Kieraxys down in his nest, making sure he was comfortable and secure.
Mother settled in beside me, her scales glinting in the soft light. "It's time for Kieraxys' nap," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why don't you take a break, Tharros? You've earned it."
I thought,'You know I can make a lullaby music, but I only try it once, and no one knew about it.' I look at my younger brother Kieraxys in the eyes
I gazed into Kieraxys' eyes, my cyberdragon mind racing with memories. I recalled a long-forgotten experiment, where I had attempted to create a lullaby using my advanced sonic capabilities. It was a unique melody, one that I had never shared with anyone.
I focused my attention on Kieraxys, and a soft, gentle hum began to emanate from my mechanical body. The hum grew louder, taking shape as a soothing melody that filled the air. Kieraxys' eyes locked onto mine, and he seemed to be entranced by the music.
I activate my lullaby music
The melody flowed from my cyberdragon body, a gentle harmony of ones and zeros, of wires and circuits. The sound waves resonated through the air, filling the nesting area with a soothing, calming energy.
Kieraxys' eyes began to droop, his tiny body relaxing as the music washed over him. Mother and Father watched, mesmerized, as their little one succumbed to the sweet serenade.
The lullaby music swelled, a symphony of digital dreams, and Kieraxys' breathing slowed, his tiny chest rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. He was asleep, lulled by the melody that could only create.
Mother and Father exchanged a warm glance, their eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Tharros," Mother whispered, her voice barely audible over the gentle hum of the lullaby. "That was beautiful." I nodded
I nodded, a soft whir of machinery accompanying the subtle movement of my cyberdragon head. Mother and Father smiled, their faces filled with warmth and appreciation. The three of us stood there in comfortable silence, watching over Kieraxys as he slept peacefully.
I turn off the lullaby
The soothing melody faded away, the last notes dissipating into silence. The nesting area was quiet once more, except for the soft sound of Kieraxys' gentle breathing. Mother and Father continued to watch over him, their eyes filled with love and adoration.
I look at Mother and ask a permission "Mother can I go outside and go to the top of this mountain?"
Mother's gaze shifted from Kieraxys to me, her expression thoughtful. "Be careful, Tharros. And don't forget to enjoy the view from the top." She smiled and nodded. "You have permission to go."
As I went outside and flew on top of the mountain and gazed, the view
The wind rushed past me as I soared upwards, my cyberdragon wings beating effortlessly. I crested the top of the mountain, and the breathtaking view unfolded before me. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the landscape. I gazed out at the rolling hills, the distant forests, and the sparkling waterfalls, feeling a sense of awe and wonder. The world stretched out before me, vast and beautiful.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice in my head. "Hello again, Tharros!"
I couldn't help but grunt. "WHAT IS IT GODDESS!" But she didn't take this lightly
The Goddess's voice in my mind took on a stern tone, her words laced with a hint of amusement. "Ah, Tharros, always so... enthusiastic. I suppose I should be grateful you didn't shout at me this time." She paused, and I could sense her mental smile. "However, I must say, I'm a bit disappointed. I was expecting a warmer welcome, considering our... complicated history."
I shouted, "You didn't respond for a year!" The goddess responds back "well say the one that got turned into a cyberdragon by a demon lord scientist!" I grunt remembering how I was trick while I was with my elements mentor Throkos. I remember how painful it was
The memory of that fateful day flooded my mind, and I could feel the anger and resentment simmering beneath the surface. The pain and humiliation of being betrayed and transformed into a cyberdragon still lingered, a constant reminder of my vulnerability. I gritted my teeth, my voice low and menacing. "You think that's funny, Goddess? Do you think being turned into a monster is something to joke about?"
Goddess shouted, "LOOK I'M JUST RE-CONTACT WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU CAN STILL CARRYING A BABY DRAGONS" I was shocked and sight in relief
My anger and resentment dissipated, replaced by shock and a mix of emotions. I felt a surge of hope and excitement, my mind racing with the implications. "A baby dragon?" I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. The Goddess's words sparked a sense of possibility within me. As a genderless dragon, I had the unique ability to carry and nurture young without a mate. I could choose the number of baby dragons I wanted to carry, and the thought of experiencing parenthood was both thrilling and intimidating.
A wide, proud smile spread across my face, showcasing my cyberdragon features. I felt a sense of empowerment and excitement, knowing that I had the ability to carry on my legacy and bring new life into the world. The Goddess's revelation had ignited a sense of purpose within me, and I couldn't wait to explore this new chapter in my life.
The goddess interacting my moments "just you'll be unable to go to your cyberdragon form when you get pregnant!" And my reaction is shock and mix with surprise
My proud smile froze, and my eyes widened in shock. "What?!" I exclaimed, my voice laced with surprise and a hint of alarm. "You mean I'll be unable to transform into my cyberdragon form... while I'm pregnant?!" I stumbled over the words, trying to process the implications. My cyberdragon form was a part of who I was, and the thought of being unable to access it was both unsettling and intriguing.
The Goddess's voice chimed in, her tone matter-of-fact. "Yes, Tharros. Your cyberdragon form is tied to your energetic signature, and pregnancy will alter that signature. It's a temporary sacrifice, but one that will allow you to nurture and protect your young."
I thought for a moment and replied, "I guess you are right. Can you imagine a baby dragon floating around in my womb?!"
The Goddess let out a mental chuckle, her amusement echoing in my mind. "Ah, Tharros, you always were one for dramatic visuals. But yes, it's a unique situation, even for a genderless dragon like yourself. Just remember, this is a special gift, and you should cherish it."
The goddess continues explaining, "You are the only one or the only 4 genderless dragons who can pick the amount of baby dragons at once!"
My eyes widened in astonishment, and I felt a thrill of excitement. "Only four of us?" I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. "And we can choose how many baby dragons to carry at once?" I couldn't wrap my head around the enormity of this privilege. "What's the maximum number I can carry?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.
I thought,'Can it be more than a 1000? I mean, I did be interested in it, I think,' and the goddess responds, 'Well, there is no limit!"
My mind reeled at the Goddess's words. "No limit?" I echoed, my voice laced with incredulity. I thought about the implications, my imagination running wild. "You mean, I could carry hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of baby dragons at once?" I asked, my excitement growing. The Goddess's response had opened up a whole new world of possibilities, and I couldn't wait to explore them.
I felt a thrill of excitement at the prospect of carrying an unlimited number of baby dragons. "What about the physical toll?" I asked, my practical side kicking in. "Wouldn't carrying that many young put a strain on my body?" I thought about the logistics, wondering how my cyberdragon form would adapt to such a unique situation.
The Goddess's response was reassuring. "Your body will adjust, Tharros. As a genderless dragon, you have a unique physiology that will allow you to accommodate any number of young. Just remember, with great power comes great responsibility. Or at least for a while or if you are lucky, but I would prefer not!"
The goddess tone went from good to bad. "This is your punishment for the main reason why humanity is near extient!" I sight "this is about my past life, right?" And the goddess responds."YES!"
The Goddess's words cut through me like a knife, and I felt a wave of guilt and regret wash over me. I knew that I had made mistakes in my past life, mistakes that had far-reaching consequences. I had been a powerful dragon, feared and respected by humans and other creatures alike. But I had let my power corrupt me, and I had made choices that ultimately led to the downfall of humanity.
I hung my head in shame, knowing that I had brought this punishment upon myself. "What do you want me to do?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "How can I make things right?"
The goddess answered "nothing let yourself suffer and torture! For the rest of your dragon life!"
I felt a chill run down my spine as the Goddess's words echoed in my mind. "Suffer and torture?" I repeated, my voice laced with horror. "For the rest of my dragon life?" The weight of her punishment crushed me, and I felt like I was drowning in a sea of despair.
I thought about all the centuries, the millennia, that I would have to endure, carrying the burden of my past mistakes. The thought of being trapped in this cycle of suffering, with no escape, was almost too much to bear. I let out a mighty roar, a cry of anguish and despair, as the full weight of the Goddess's punishment settled upon me.
I sight "Yeah I really, and I mean really deserve this!"
I spoke the words with a mix of resignation and self-loathing, acknowledging the gravity of my past mistakes. My voice was laced with a deep sense of regret, and I felt a crushing weight of shame bearing down upon me. I knew that I had brought this punishment upon myself, and that I had no one to blame but myself. The Goddess's words still echoed in my mind, a harsh reminder of my own culpability.
The goddess responds before leaving "Ok look like that it for this year! And I will re-contact with you in the future!"
I watched as the Goddess's presence began to fade, her energy dissipating like mist in the morning sun. I felt a sense of emptiness, a void left by her departure. I nodded to myself, acknowledging her words. "Until next time," I whispered, my voice barely audible. I stood there for a moment, lost in thought, before slowly turning to gaze out at the world around me. The weight of my punishment still lingered, but I knew that I had to move forward, no matter how daunting the future may seem.
As I stood there, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held. Would I be able to find a way to redeem myself, or would I be forever trapped in this cycle of suffering? I thought about the Goddess's words, about the punishment that I would have to endure for the rest of my dragon life.
I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come. I knew that I had a long and difficult road ahead of me, but I was determined to face it head-on. I spread my wings, feeling the wind rush past me as I lifted off the ground. I soared into the sky, the sun glinting off my scales as I flew towards an uncertain future.
As I flew, the wind rushing past me, I couldn't help but think about the weight of my past mistakes. I had brought about the downfall of humanity, and now I was being punished for it. I thought about the Goddess's words, about the suffering and torture that I would have to endure for the rest of my dragon life.
I flew over vast landscapes, the world below me a blur as I struggled to come to terms with my fate. I saw the ruins of once-great cities, the remnants of a civilization that I had helped to destroy. I saw the devastation that I had wrought, and I knew that I could never undo it.
As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the world, I finally began to tire. I landed on a rocky outcropping, my wings folding against my back as I gazed out at the world below. I knew that I would have to keep moving, to keep flying, if I was to survive. But for now, I just sat, lost in thought, as the darkness closed in around me.
As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, I settled into a melancholy silence, my mind consumed by the weight of my past. The wind rustled through my scales, a soft, mournful sigh that seemed to echo my own sorrow.
I thought about the countless centuries that stretched out before me, each one a reminder of my punishment. I thought about the endless days and nights, the loneliness and isolation that would be my constant companions.
As the darkness deepened, I closed my eyes, letting the stillness of the night wash over me. I felt the weight of my scales, the burden of my own guilt and regret. And I knew that I would carry this weight with me, forever.
The sound of my own heartbeat was the only sound that broke the silence, a steady reminder that I was still alive, still breathing, still suffering. And as the night wore on, I knew that I would have to find a way to endure, to survive, in this desolate, unforgiving world.
I thought to myself,'I should go back down there and sleep under Father wing'
The thought brought a sense of comfort and nostalgia. I remembered the warmth and security of sleeping under my father's wing, feeling protected and safe from the world. I slowly stood up, stretching my wings and arching my back, giving a good yawn to signal the end of my introspective moment. With a soft rustle of my scales, I took to the skies, flying back down to where my father lay, seeking the familiar solace of his presence. As I landed beside him, I nestled under the warmth of his wing, feeling a sense of peace wash over me, and let out a soft sigh, drifting off to sleep.