《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》A sad end
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Sinistrar, the emperor dragon, 1000 years old, finally arrived escorted by the American F16-2 and F35.
Everything was spinning in his head and a deep sadness overtook him and also many hopes but he was no longer under any illusions.
They arrived at about 300, including 100 prisoners and some in critical condition, carried by other exhausted dragons.
They literally crashed on the beach. Unable to follow the planes spinning above them.
The planes bombarded them with first aid kits, energy drinks and sugar bars.
A herd of dragons were gathered around me, Sinistrar.
I saw 3 gold draconsires that remained faithful to me and the rest were bronze and silver dragons and to my amazement the chromatic reds and a black dragoness. The others were pushing her away but I say no, the hierarchy is over! It's all over! There is no more empire!
You, the black dragon, come closer, my child!
She was terrified and had many stigmas of torture, bites and scars on her body.
I touched her head with my forehead: "Don't be afraid of a valiant warrior! Tell me your story"
"I am Darkia, Ténébrion's sister. He thought I was dead but I had been locked up for almost 100 years and when the wave destroyed the dungeon, the seals broke and I was able to free myself but then I was captured by golems with a red dot. I almost couldn't move because I was so locked up. PITIE SIRE, I didn't hurt anyone! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!"
I shed a tear on her and all her wounds and scars evaporated.
"Come with me, beautiful dragoness, I swear no one will hurt you here anymore."
Darkia: "but you are a golden dragon..... and I am from the darkness..."
"Me": The sun doesn't hit the moon....."
And with my golden paw I wiped one of her tears and put it in my mouth. Sincere tears..."
Then I said to her: "Come on, Darkia, there are other dragons and dragons suffering. We all have to help each other now. Who cares about the colours, it doesn't matter anymore.
Then I shouted:" Let all those who still have mana come and heal the wounded"
Rations are shared equally. The wounded and exhausted must have more. We still have to cross Argonia to get to the gate.
Neighbouring territories are enemies!
Kanda-Ar and Majestia are enemy lands that have been alleging to the Imperial enemy
They're full of dragon hunters.
Without our lands, we are nothing but intelligent animals.
But I preferred to save my people rather than see them disappear with the earth.
When they die of old age, we'll still be here and take back what was taken from us.
But now we will have to submit to the Americans. They helped us out as we helped their expedition.
So I will dismantle the empire."
A wave of protest was heard.
"I'll come back to this explanation later, but we made a major discovery about our origins with Isaac!"
Then we went to take refuge between the rocks and cracks in the cliff so as not to be an easy target, following Isaac's advice.
I looked at the sky and I looked at the stars and I didn't know that it might be the last time I looked at it, at least not for a very long time.
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I began to think about my family and my grandmother who was green and red and the holographic image.
Like she suffered without her mother.
Then I felt a dark presence near me.
"JJEJJJJJJJE JJEJE can come and sleep here near you, Your Majesty? "asked Darkia, who had nowhere to go and felt suspicion everywhere.
"Why does everyone hate me?"?
Me: "Nah, forget it, and come to bed next to me. It's because of your brother who went mad when he found out you were dead... He became dark and became a Duke of Hell.
Everywhere, he sowed death and desolation then when he was hunted everywhere, ALL the dragon hunters after him and all the other dragons mad with rage after him, he left for Earth via a dungeon or the tear of God I believe... He came into the past of these Americans, 1300 or 1400 years ago, something like that and then he traded his soul with a human being destined to die in a plane crash, I think.
He is a child who lives in his body now and he is with the Americans and he married my great-great-great-granddaughter. He is very kind to them I think and now I would like to be reunited with my family and spend the rest of my life with them. I'm tired of the empire and all this shit. If you want you can come with me!"
Darkia: "Why do you want to leave this world?"
Me: "I was in the observatory and I could see everything that was going on! You should have seen the smiles of the people welcoming the Japanese. All these people,
They're parasites, bacteria!!! They all disgust me!
After all I've done for them!
A thousand years of peace!! You can't imagine a thousand years! No war, no battle!
No one, I say no one in my empire is starving to death! There was free care provided by dragons to humans. One accident, and the hand or foot would be pushed back. They had parties and holidays. We helped with the harvests with golems and distributed magic for their daily needs.
They all went to school.
Everything everything, they had everything! The only thing they were forbidden was politics! They also had their cult. And they had a village chief and a dragon assigned to each village
The dragons protected them from war, disease and hunger and especially from themselves.
And those who disagreed could leave without reprisals... What could your do better?
A democracy??? I know what it is, it's a majority group that overwhelms a minority. There is always a loser for a winner. With our system, it was family and there was NEVER a death penalty!
You should have seen their smiles when they spit on us!
I could see through the captured and lynched dragons. Even the youngest ones had no compassion... Whiplashes, stone throws and forks, I felt their tears and suffering.
It's over!.. They chose the Japanese and they will soon disappoint."
Darkia: "How do you know that?"
I: "Isaar showed me with a screen the history of his world and how imperial Japan used to wage war in the past. This has changed of course but here it is again the empire and I know how the other empires react with the conquered countries. I am emperor myself."
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We fell asleep to recover some of our strength and the planes came back to escort us to the desert valley of the gate.
I landed with a heterogeneous formation of exhausted dragons and was struck by the sight of my elders following me in a pit in a misery proportional to their former fortune.
The dragons on the ground received me with a look of hatred and wanted to throw themselves at me but my group being more numerous interposed and the spirits calmed down.
The gate was surrounded by concrete, a control tower and 2 airstrips and about a hundred planes, helicopters and a real military base
The dragons lay flat on their stomachs in front of me and I followed Isaac who was talking in a box on his paw.
Men in military uniforms and one of them in a black jacket, obviously a civilian with a notable's tie, was in front of me.
I put myself in the usual posture. Other Dragons wanted to throw themselves at my feet but I waved "Enough"
Isaac went to find the gentleman who was looking at me and entered a building with him
Dragons planted the flag of my empire next to me but it was ridiculous... finally let's play the game of being civilized beings instead of making the circus animal...
We lost the war and had to pay the consequences. Now I still had to do something to get the good graces of the Americans....
An hour later I saw the man accompanied by senior officers approaching me.
"My name is Luis, I represent the President of the United States here.
We are grateful to you for having rescued our men from the expedition with dignity and when we learned of the attack and took the initiative to come to your aid and moreover we were surprised by your kindness to grant us the lands north of Goldur and Ivan which are now in the hands of the Japanese empire. We will protest in our world and force them to return the conquered territory to you.
I lay flat on my stomach in front of this man.
"This valley you occupy is the last piece of the empire that had just annexed it a short time ago.
I give you this flag of the Draconian Empire.
I, Sinistrar, the last Emperor of the Drake Empire, abdicate and give my powers back to the hands of our saviors.
Our lands and territories are now yours. We ask, no we beg you to treat us, we drag them like citizens of your empire and that our rights and freedoms be guaranteed by your constitution.
My warriors and soldiers will join your army to help you in magic, at least because what I have felt and perceived is a much more dangerous threat than mechanical equipment. You're dealing with an evil empire that involves subtle forces."
The secretary was surprised and surprised by the emperor's abdication... "What do you mean, Sire?"
I: "In my experience, enemies suddenly come to help you and allies turn their backs on you and many impossible things happen... It's the work of a demon.
We dragons can feel them and fight against their powers."
"I saw their machines resist dragon projectiles and blowing... it's not normal"
The secretary remained thoughtful:
"Well, I take note of your cooperation and will ensure that your wishes are respected. Anything to add?"
Me: "Yes, I would like to go to Earth, to join my family. I don't have anyone here anymore. They're all dead and my descendants are here with you!"
Then I took the orb and said to all the dragons: "You have been a family to me. Some people hate me I take the burden but everything has an end. Now your nation is America. Cherish it and learn from them. Be worthy and show the example of civilized and cultivated dragons. Spread our culture and knowledge, but don't forget, no matter what the colour of your skin, you are all equal. You are equal with men. Respect them and respect hybrids who have more than suffered discrimination.
Now there is no more empire.
But I inform you that when this war ends, in the lava, underground, is the ship of our origins. I saw all of our mother and her sacrifice to save my great-great-great-grandmother who wasn't golden like everyone else made you believe but she was green and red!
She's not dead and she's alive. Our goddess is also alive but trapped
We are all her children because I could see her. She has every color of us. She has a golden head, a white, a black, a green and a red head, the main one being red and her body blue."
Brouhahaha......
Then I said again: "Now you are all brothers and come from the same family! We come from the stars!
The American people, who are now your people, are beginning to conquer the stars. We have an obligation to help them. We need them like they need us!
Goodbye!"
One of the dragons asked me, "So the goddess we worshipped was our mother?"
"Yes! And she cried a lot about her separation from us. She's a mother before she's a goddess."
Then I activated the gate while singing and turned to Darkia: "Are you coming?"
The black dragon followed me and a handful of small dragons and the other dragons were directed to "refugee" camps waiting for a decision on their fate and others volunteered to assist the soldiers.
They began by letting the military ride them to conduct surveillance patrols in the area and secure the base against incursions.
The argony, not really governed, was annexed and Zantar's guru preached allegence to the United States.
Basically the north was pro-Japanese and the south pro-American. separated by a sea. which joined the super Ocean Pantalassa in both straits.
But on Earth, things were going to go wrong quickly.
Tania arrived at the gate but with her knowledge she was transported out of the cave but directly into the forest, near a survivalist hideout she had set up just in case... before her expedition: "Quickly discover what happened to MI6!"
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