Elijah was in another one again.
Now he didn’t even need to go to sleep for one to happen.
An expanse…a lush green expanse originally now covered with golden blood, and bodies.
The bodies of numerous beings with wings, elves, dwarves, and all other types of races…lay dead covered only with a white cloth.
Elijah walked through the expanse, dead bodies left and right…as he tried his hardest to try not to vomit.
He walked and walked…and yet the scenery of death did not end…
He looked towards the skies, and nothing unusual was present…but then he heard it.
*Tok*Tok*
He heard the sound of walking, and just like always, the angel appeared…only now a lot worse.
His armor was broken, his bright orange hair set free, not confined by the prison that was his helmet, and his scarlet-gold eyes scanned the environment…and in the center of this entire world, he stood alone and took out his sword.
He stabbed the sword into the ground, and a light covered the world as the bodies evaporated into thin light.
[Thank you…hero.]
[Oh savior…]
[Eli?]
Voices were heard, and the light flowed into his swords…and then Elijah heard a scream that sent chills down his spine.
An Unholy screech…coming from above.
Elijah looked up, only to find purple portals as large as buildings filling the sky…and demons rushing out like a swarm.
The sky turned purple, and the Angel rose up to face them.
His golden light was the only ‘good’ in this world. His golden light was the only hope.
He raised his sword high up in the sky, and the sword began to glow.
And for the first time…Elijah heard the voice of the angel.
A smooth voice, a soft voice…that enchanted all. A voice is full of charisma and virtue…
“Noblesse Oblige.”
An Archaic voice, a voice that brought calmness to allies.
“Light of Judgement.”
And a voice that brought despair and Judgement to its foes.
And then the demons were annihilated in the blink of an eye, engulfed by golden light.
Elijah stared in awe at the sight…but then he felt himself fall.
The world around him changed, and now instead of a green expanse, it was a world of fire…now covered with the corpses of red dragons… the smallest the size of large buildings and the largest sizes Elijah couldn’t even see fully.
They had been murdered so brutally…Elijah felt pain in his heart…his blood itself quivering but at the same time seething with rage.
“GRAAOOOORRR!”
Suddenly, Elijah heard a deafening roar, the surroundings became even hotter and he looked up at the source of the roar.
A Bright red dragon, larger than any he had seen on the ground, with a magnificent crown of scales on its head, spikes covering its body like armor, Two large wings, bat like wings…flying…no appearing as if it was its last stand…against ‘that’.
From the red clouds, with the flashes of red lightning…’ its ‘ figure could be seen.
Larger than anything…even the red dragon in the sky…It’s long, and the menacing figure could be seen.
Elijah’s Eyes widened…because he recognized both dragons…
The red dragon…The King of Fire Dragons, Emperor of Fire and Magma…His Guardian dragon, Agri.
And the dragon in the skies…the devil that had fought the angel…the black, eastern dragon that had Elijah shivering with fear.
A bright red beam, Agri’s dragon Breath, capable of easily destroying worlds…pierced the clouds and tried to hit the Dragon, but a purple shield of Mana appeared in front of the dragon, blocking the red beam.
The beam faded, but another took its place…then another one, and another…all futile.
Agri appeared tired…and the black dragon flew towards him, its maw wide open.
And yet…He flew right at it…grabbing its large maw with his hands…and holding that behemoth back.
“Krroo.”
“Kraoo.”
“Hurry!”
Suddenly Elijah heard sounds and looked at where they came from…and from underneath the bodies of the larger dragons…little ones came out and ran towards a red portal, managed by another, larger, adult dragon.
The little dragons rushed towards the portal…but stray beams of purple, from the battle above, killed a few, and severely injured some as well. And some red dragons….all injured beyond belief helped the rest get to the portal, while some blocked the stray beams with their own bodies…getting killed in the process.
Some little ones even carried red eggs, and then Elijah heard the roars of Agri.
The little dragons all rushed toward the portal…whilst the bigger ones tried to help them…and protect them.
Elijah heard Agri’s roar once again…but this time it was more of a roar of pain…not of triumph like the ones before.
Elijah looked up…to find Agri…with an entire arm gone…falling to the ground… but at the last second, he stopped himself with his wings…and looked towards the black dragon.
The black dragon, its imposing might…its unstoppable might…slowly opened its mouth as a beam of chaos was being powered up.
Agri stood right in front of it…and prepared his strongest breath as well.
The beam of Purple and the beam of scarlet orange collided, the scarlet orange beam was being pushed back so easily it was pitiful.
“KRAOOR!”
“GRAAHHH!”
But just then, more red beams, all from the other…dragons…which were able to fire off a breath joined the scarlet orange beam to fight the breath of the Black Dragon. 𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝑜𝑚
The dragons…the ones even missing entire limbs, eyes, and parts of their bodies fired off their breaths and fought the breath of the Black dragon but even the combined might of the red dragons could not stand against it.
Slowly but surely…Agri was pushed back…and Elijah was covered in Agri’s massive shadow…he saw Agri trying his best…his blood seeping out from his neck…and Agri moving his tail to sweep every egg and child dragon he could into the portal.
Elijah couldn’t even move…the pressure of just being in the presence(?) of such powerful beings took a toll on his body…him becoming unable to move and only watch this destructionn happen.
Eventually…the purple beam won…and in front of his eyes…blinded by a purple,desolate light he saw Agri’s body vanish, turned to dust, a fate which the world he was on, the home of fire dragons, would follow.
The purple beam…then reached him.
“Eli!”
*SLAP!”
“huh?”
Elijah looked around, his breathing uneasy as he took in entirely different scenery. .
“Son, Are you okay?”
“Elijah, what’s wrong?”
The concerned voices of his parents…the concerned looks of his sister, and his friends…and the burning feeling of hot chocolate spilled on his pants woke him up.
His father put his hand on his forehead, checking his temperature and it was then…
Elijah passed out.
“Eli?!”
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