Romans & histoires Dragon-marked War God

If I guess it correctly, you and White Horse framed me for Zoey's defilement, right? Uh… Weston was stunned. He was embarrassed and at a loss for words. Darryl took a deep breath. He could not contain the contempt he felt and said, "The dragon is the most powerful godly beast in the Nine Mainland, a symbol of justice and the good in the world. Do you think someone as devious and cunning as you is worthy of a dragon?" Weston's face turned bright red; he was extremely embarrassed and angry. "F*ck!" Weston pointed at Darryl's nose and cursed. "Darryl, stop being a stuck-up! You're about to die anyway. How dare you lecture me?"

I fall to my knees and place my nose on the cavern floor. "Who are you and why have you come," Draco asks has he hisses with his tongue of fire? "Hello, my lord, I have come to ask you to fight for our cause. The Ghost and a spider horde are about to wage war against all of Saint Maria. We need your breath of fire to end the war before it's too late." "And why should I care about what happens to Saint Maria? You are nothing but a human why should I care what happens to humans," Draco asks as I stand to my feet to look at him in the eyes?

I’m just human. I’ve heard the name “Black Dragon” in every dangerous mission. All of them succeeded. I wasn’t even aware that he is younger than me. But now, upon knowing him, I know I felt jealous or envious of him. I know jealousy won’t help in the kind of job I have. Se7en always say, “Don’t allow jealousy to enter your heart and mind. It will become a monster that will devour and destroy you anytime.” I always tried to follow it though I know I don’t need it before because I’m the best of Dark Knight. But now that Black Dragon arrived, I dunno if I can still obey it. I sighed and glanced at him. *End of Flashback*

It wasn't the reflection of the lamplight, Drake's eyes had completely changed color and were shining. "Us? What do you mean?" “Why would the Dark Elves want you? Why did the Moon Goddess bless you? And obviously... How did you get the dragon mark? We have a lot to talk about, June," Drake replied. “Moon Goddess? Dragon mark? Please explain! I don't understand a single thing you're talking about!” exclaimed June frustrated. Drake suddenly stood straight in front of June. "Let me show you," said Drake. Suddenly Drake's eyes turned golden, his handsome face turned into golden scales that covered most of his face down to his neck. Drake took off his shirt and how surprised June was when he saw

Alon added, “Additionally, the dragon-carved commander stamp is made of black gold, which is more precious than gold. The whole commander stamp is painted black, so it looks icy cool!” There was a thud as Trevor accidentally touched the beer bottle on the table. He gulped. He looked at the “fake commander stamp” on the table fearfully and had a foreboding sense. “Mr. Fuller, what are you trying to say?” Alon picked up the black gold commander stamp and expressionlessly said, “What I'm trying to tell you is that the black gold commander stamp symbolizes the new God of War's noble position. Meanwhile, you made the God of War eat your leftovers?

Liam swept the green dragon battle robe over his shoulders, and the embroidered creature seemed to stir to life. With each movement of the fabric, the dragon appeared to soar through stormy skies, commanding and fierce. At once, Calum and the armed warriors bowed deeply before Liam, then garbed in the symbol of his authority, and they cried out with reverence, "We, your loyal followers, salute you, Commander-in-chief of Pendragon!" Liam, adorned in a battle robe with a majestic green dragon and golden patterns, seemed to transform before their eyes. He exuded the commanding presence of the Chief of Pendragon, like a legendary God of War ready to shake the heavens and earth.

Tall, clad in armor of fire, eyes burning like two stars born from the void. The spirit of the first God of War. He stared at Rayden for a long moment, then smiled faintly. “You have surpassed the boundary of blood, Rayden Kalesvara Duskar.” “But remember, the blood of Gods is an endless fire. If not guarded, it will burn your world.” Rayden met his gaze, calm but sharp. “Then let this fire become light for those still fighting.” The god was silent for a moment, before his voice softened. “You speak like him.”

“Every story has a truth. We are the followers of the Dragon and we believe that he will return one day with his mate to release the world from the clutches of the treacherous Gods!” Anna silently hears the man’s sermons. Dragon of the Wind…the fabled Dragon who sided with the Moon Goddess and her mate in the war against the Gods and Dragons. He is the most powerful Dragon and it is said that he can change the course of the world in one snap. He killed the entire Dragon race single handedly, not sparing any of the traitors. But one day, the Gods managed to kill the Dragon. Finally, the war ended up with the Moon Goddess and her mate dying while the Gods were locked in Veneer. Since then, no

His hand brushed mine, the warmth of his skin grounding me against the storm building inside. “You just bound yourself to a god’s war,” he said quietly. “I was born for it,” I whispered. “Then so was I.” He leaned in, voice low enough that only I could hear. “You’re not fighting him alone, Serena. Not while I still breathe.” I looked at the spreading black veins across his throat. “Then breathe faster.” He almost smiled. When he left to ready the warriors, I turned back toward the altar. The mark still pulsed faintly, glowing like an ember waiting for wind. I placed my hand over it and whispered to the silence maybe to the Moon Goddess, maybe to myself.

He has become a completely different god altogether. Michiall, the playful, vibrant, and extremely curious god of games and mischief has turned into Dorchadais – the literal god of Darkness, wielder of one of the most fundamental forms of energy. But in order for him to be free, the chains need to be fully broken. And because of the lesser amount of dark energy on the middle plane, he also needs a vessel to act as his conduit and bring more darkness to Meanach. Once he has turned Meanach into an annex of Iochtarach, he can then ascend and become powerful enough to face the other gods once again.