A Wish to Grab Happiness

Tenjo Dragon. King of Dragons. Great Demon. The titles and two names given to Vrilligant are numerous. It cannot be counted, including those spoken of in inheritance and rumours.

As it is, it conveys how threatening the presence of Vrilligant was. Be a hero, be demonic, that which is powerful is always cut off and spoken of its existence.

But no one knows what idea the actual Vrilligant had and what kind of dragon he had.

Most of those who know it are already dead.

The great demon Vrilligant rocks the giant with hazy thoughts. Now my nails and fangs are just instincts swinging. Vrilligant himself, by the magic that has entered his head, has finally begun to reclaim that thought.

It was vague where I was and what I was doing. For some reason, I only understand that there are enemies.

If you open your eyelids clearly, you will see a dazzling glow in its eyes, and a vast world will enter.

I don't know, Vrilligant opens his eyes. Huge eyes shook the earth. From Mount Befims you can even see the far other earth.

There stood a style of building that had never been seen before, with a fine path drawn. Besides, sitting there are humans who are not even demonic rather than dragons.

Just a sight I've never seen.

Everything that comes into sight is the earth that even beyond the horizon was once the territory of Vrilligant.

But now the kingdom which he was supposed to have built has vanished, and not all that is seen in these eyes has been dedicated to him. If you look everywhere, there are places where even the terrain has changed.

After reaching that stage, Vrilligant's blurry memories finally began to set.

Well, I was defeated by that man. Like spiritual gods, like giant kings. And everything was lost. The champion of this earth has shifted from demonization to humanity.

I think so, and there's only one thing that has fallen zero on Vrilligant's consciousness.

It was not endless resentment towards the human hero Altius, nor was it as outrageous as the volcano held by the Dragons.

- Only pleasure was in the bosom of the Great Demon.

It used to be days in Vrilligant's eyes.

The seizure of the throne. The traitor's peace. Battle against the Spirit God. Heavenly City crash. Western invasion. And the Battle of Altius. Its lifetime painted to fight blood. The dragon's head was distorted to represent his emotions. The giant body of Vrilligant moves.

For Vrilligant, all of that was pleasure. Invasion and usurpation are more pleasant than any man.

An obsidian dragon that was once slightly inferior. But before the fangs and claws of Vrilligant, all the gold that was great, and the noble silver, and the tough red copper, bowed.

Vrilligant's life began with taking it, and that's how it ended. Other than that, no dragon knew pleasure.

But now the earth is in sight, which he hath not invaded. What is it that this is not a joy?

At the same time, the world began to shake and change its scenery. A world leaking out of Vrilligant's body invades its surroundings.

Spirit, thought, and thought that should only fit within the body itself - ideals. They take shape and eat the world. I don't have to ask how abnormal that is.

Moments, the brilliance of a gem overshadows Vrilligant's vision. The pile of light even seemed to be unloaded from heaven.

The sight looks familiar. A mixed demon who was under the Spirit God. Did I mention gems or something?

I don't know what kind of muscle path there was, but apparently this demon took a hostile position with himself.

Vrilligant didn't think anything of it. Just open your jaw as you deserve.

- That's how he chewed off the demon's aurora and ate the body of the gem Agatos.

Stick out your fangs if you don't take that flesh, that blood, that soul. And swallowed a breath.

Only one demon remains.

But it was a strange thing. How can a high demon stand up to himself with just two of them? There was no anger, no pity, only doubt was in Vrilligant.

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The jewel Agatos was crushed flesh by the great demon Vrilligant, and thrown into his body to show him the fury of a storm.

The voice is infused with all of the emotions cloudy. Something so difficult and unacceptable had happened.

"Les, duh!? Oh, hey... hey, yo! Are you kidding me?

I can't turn Lu Rhythm. There wasn't enough blood, the magic was lost for the most part, and I couldn't even help but show my majesty as a demon.

But even that's lucky.

I wasn't even supposed to be able to do that. Vrilligant is a classic in its own right. Then it is easy to take away the soul of every flesh.

The cause of Agatos' failure to do so is obvious. There's only one thing.

- The mere fact that the soul of a human named Leu was devoured by Vrilligant.

At that moment, while Agatos shrugged his mind and was crushed by his fangs. Reu pushed Agatos' soul and offered himself before his fangs.

And without any resistance, without even leaving Agatos time to utter her words, she lost her soul.

Agatos grips his fingertips, no longer powerless, and unwittingly bites his inner cheek with his teeth to the point of zero blood. With all the pain, it was not enough for this anger.

"That guy, that guy... Ay, hey!

Agatos has no understanding of what Reu was thinking. No. I throw it up to anyone in this world.

Souls taken by the Great Demon will never be saved. How much of a whimper is your soul crushed for other people's food? The pain the soul receives far outweighs the flesh being stripped of its raw skin.

Agatos desperately supports his body as he exhales a voice close to the curse. I lost my flesh and blood and had to crawl, but if I steered the jewels, I wouldn't be able to stand.

My breath is rough. I had no idea what to do. You can stand up, but what are we going to do now?

And then Agatos found out that something had passed on his cheek. It's some liquid. Overflowing with eyes.

Agatos even showed a mockery on his cheek when he realized for a while that was a tear. That's how I didn't know who I was.

My lips move unknowingly.

"Oh, I... I told you, of. At least at the end of the day... he wants to die to sleep. Why, so... I can do this, so!

And that word, too, would be different.

You really should have wanted to be happy. Even the mother and I would have been better off if we had lived in peace. That's how it ends.

- With this, it can't be good.

I don't even know who you're talking to or what you're talking about. Still, the words came zero out of Agatos' lips from next to next.

"I, immutable, immortal gem. Nobody can change me, and I can't change... living for someone... straight. So this is for me, Reu."

From that day when I was once hated as a barbarian princess, that word I decided on my heart.

A demon can only live in the cut out role of a primitive. That's the only pathetic creature I can prove to exist.

That's why I can even hang my soul for it.

Breathe and use gems to pseudo-form hands and feet, Agatos looks to the front. They were no longer in the body. It is more appropriate that Vrilligant was taken into the original.

Waving his lips, Agatos opened his mouth. Tear marks remain on my cheeks. Both hands unwittingly enveloped the face.

"In words, everything becomes stale. But let me tell you something. Vrilligant."

Again, Agatos opened his mouth without telling anyone.

The voice was just a curse.

"- I'll kill you. I'll tell you how beautiful the soul you took was."