A Wish to Grab Happiness

The original evil.

The clogged place, the first evil act done in this world. I wonder what that would be.

Is it violence for no reason, malicious falsehood or endless plunder?

No, none of that lacks strength. All of them, so to speak, are nothing but derivative evils. It is vulgar if there is a high or low in evil.

First of all, isn't the idea of evil being done in the world created by righteous God a mystery in itself?

God is absolute, and all the worlds in His hand are within His sight. Everything that happens there is inevitable. Then evil can't happen. In the unlikely event that evil existed, all of it would disappear before God happened.

So if there is to be indisputable evil.

- That's nothing more than killing an absolute god.

The oldest myth no longer even in the literature. That's what evil was done in this world because the first man killed the first God.

For the first time since then, the organism was given death. Evil and justice were born there.

The original evil is clogged, the first act of killing. Killing someone.

The demon Rugis shook up the original at the head of the great demon Vrilligant. The wind roars and cuts his cheek, and the pressure of the air binds his body.

If Vrilligant were to ram the giant, it would no longer be easy to stand properly. It's no different than standing in a storm.

Even so, plainly he was there. And tell your comrades how easy it is to even ask for their consent. The night unloads the book, and darkness envelops his cheeks.

"Don't worry, Vrilligant. If there's a beginning, it's over. I guess so. Today is the only day."

Rugis rings his wrist and holds the Devil's Sword in. There's nothing holding him back anymore. Vrilligant didn't understand what was about to happen. But I knew there were enemies there.

And that, apparently, is a tough existence. Something's about to visit. That must be avoided.

For Vrilligant, who has lived as a great demon, that was his first emotion. Even when I met Artius face-to-face, I didn't remember this kind of emotion.

The dragon's roar vibrated the sky across the mountain, and stormy gusts were emitting from both its wings. Behavior that also fluctuates nature is exactly the pillar of the former God.

Rugis moves his lips smoothly. Tenjo Dragon's outrage is no longer on time.

"Original Unlock - Farewell Forever, Vrilligant. You were great. But what I met was a carcass killed by Altia."

A purple electric demon sword slashed the dragon giant in a breath as it emitted divine aurora.

That's impossible. A wave. There was definitely a feeling of a sword that just seemed to wield to the neck. As such, it also crushes the reverse scales of the vrilligant.

It creates a flash of blank space like time has run out of breath. The sky and the earth, only for a moment, swallowed solitude and sweetened the stillness.

That's how the next moment, the stopped gear moves out.

"- Wow, wow, wow!

It's not a voice, it's not even a sound. Vibrations that just let the atmosphere pulse.

The Vrilligant giant is causing a distortion that has never existed before. Next came a roar as if thunder had fallen, and the earth leaned.

Then finally, the world understands what this means.

An immortal dragon by the name of Vrilligant is about to be lost for the first time in the world.

Death, which was supposed to be celebrated the day I lost my heart, was about to start here now for hundreds of years.

Whimpers and screams echo. That's just the end of the demon.

- But still, I can't stop being a vrilligant.

I wasn't driven by the pride of being a Tenjo dragon, or groaned in pain.

He just doesn't know. Dragons don't know death, they don't know fear, they don't know to stay.

So the dragon will no longer stop swinging its dead body and taking it away and destroying it. That is until a decisive breakdown comes.

- That's how doom poured down in red copper color.

Vrilligant peeled off his eyes. Both wings, who would have reacted agile if at all times, no longer listen to him. Its throat also does not emit a brace, and its nails and fangs give a twitch.

Everything about Tenjo Dragon was about to die everywhere.

Therefore, avoiding a red copper fireball that eats itself up with one fingertip does not come true. Beyond death, doom was imminent there.

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- Red Copper Dragon Shadrapt was watching a miracle.

If we do not call this a miracle, miracles will cease to exist in this world.

That man became a demon. To the nothingness Vrilligant, who knew not death, he gave death and showed it. I ate a piece of his original book and showed it to him.

Impossible, but possible. Perhaps that's his original.

The power to kill everything that begins. The original evil.

Vrilligant's body, which was absolutely incomparable, is about to reclaim its death by its origin and destroy it by the fact that it was deprived of its heart.

A being that could not be killed by any powerful man, but in one swing.

Shadrapt felt tingling and numbness in his neck. The teeth don't engage well. Simultaneously with the emotional depth of seeing a miracle, toughness strikes the heel.

A primitive is an expression of aspiration, but not so omnipotent that everything comes true if you want. The soul becomes the vessel, and the will presides over it.

If the will is cut off as impossible, the original will never come to its conclusion.

Stuck, what you think you can't fly in the sky, you can't fly in the sky with the original, and whatever you decide you can't fight, you can't fight even if you had the original.

But Rugis slaughtered the dragon, who knew not death, with his primitive book, to show it.

- That's nothing more than that he believes from its core that even God can kill.

I don't know, my spine strained. My cheeks are crooked. I'm sure he can even kill Altius, I'm sure. If you become hostile to Altius, you will wave the Devil's Sword without hesitation.

I thought something was wrong. But what is deadly so far? Shadrapt hits his teeth as he wrinkles between his eyebrows.

But then I put my cheeks up. Now, I don't care about Rugis. What matters is that that corner of God is dying.

Shadrapt's skin, which was imitating human ones, was beginning to reclaim the scales of red copper. Gradually, the body turns into a dragon. The finger replaces the sharp nail, and the wing grown on the back begins to take on a more powerful appearance.

When does it shake to take the full dragon appearance? I used to look like a flying dragon, but I haven't taken it for hundreds of years if I were what I used to look like.

Whatever, I didn't know when Vrilligant would make the resurrection. This body had to be hidden.

But I don't need that just for a while now. Shadrapt's heart was palpitating with immeasurable excitement.

Even if left alone, Vrilligant will surely be doomed somewhere. If it were meant to be, Shadrapt thinks we should choose that.

- But now I can definitely break it in one breath. No longer, Vrilligant is a stranger to death. Zero from God to the dragon.

Shadrapt - The red copper queen dragon took the look of a great dragon and opened her mouth wide.

"Rugis gave you death. Then let's give ourselves doom."

A huge fireball is released from its mouth as it continues to stand. Though I avoided having a familiar demon, there was no longer any restraint there.

It was just letting its chest bounce with joy released from over a thousand years of repression.

"- Oh, Vrilligant! Now your beloved dragon clan is doomed! You'll never get up again!