Reborn as a DRAGON

Chapter 443: History II

Chapter 443: History II

"What does this mean?" I turned to look at Yrvai and Qhalta.

The Goddess sighed and shook her head while the old Dragon's green eyes stared deep into my own.

"Are you blind, child?" He asked.

"Wha-" Flustered, I didn't know how to respond before he continued.

"The scene before you is as clear as day," he said.

"But that's..."

Sidus and Immy appeared as disturbed as I was when we looked at the mural. It depicted a drawing of the three pillars... attacking the King, making me question everything I knew.

I approached the mural, still in disbelief. Part of me wanted to dismiss the scene I was looking at, but It really was as clear as day. The Pillar of Darkness was half-emerged out of a shadow, his claw digging deep into the King's side. The Pillar of Light was facing him head-on, a bright orb of light materializing as the Dragon aimed to fire it at the King.

My gaze went to the final Pillar, the Cosmic Pillar, who seemed busy opening a portal of sorts.

"What the..." Immy mumbled by my side while Sidus stood still in shock.

Essie tensed and snuggled closer to me, her eyes wide open in disbelief. Ynos, on the other hand, turned to glare at the old Dragon and Goddess.

Breta hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why am I here?"

The Goddess sympathetically smiled and said, "Your destiny is intertwined with this child."

Breta had a complicated expression as she turned to look at me. But I was in no mood to say anything. My eyes remained glued to the mural in an attempt to understand. Just what the hell am I seeing?

'Brother, get your grip together. Now is not the place to lose your composure,' Ynos's voice resounded in my head, bringing me out of my reverie.

I turned to look at him, and he gave me a slight nod and motioned to Sidus and Immy, both still seemed out of it.

He's right now is not the time. I don't know if we can trust Yrvai and Qhalta.

"Come, there's still more you need to see," said Qhalta with a soft sigh.

I nodded hesitantly and nudged Sidus. He turned to look at me with a blank look of disbelief on his face. I lightly shook my head.

"We'll talk about this later. For now, let's try to stay calm."

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Sidus gave me a deep look before he nodded. Immy seemed to calm down a bit. Her gaze turned cold as she became wary of our hosts. She glanced at me, seemingly asking for my opinion, and I lightly shook my head.

I looked at the mural one final time before moving to the next.

Maybe because I was mentally prepared this time. But, the shock was not as strong.

The mural was another drawing of the battle between the King and the Pillars. The white and black Dragons were heavily injured, and the King did not look good either, with multiple open wounds and broken scales.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, but the black Dragon was also missing an eye. My eye subconsciously glanced at Sidus, who seemed lost in thought.

"What is that?" Breta muttered by my side.

I looked over at what she was looking at; the Cosmic pillar was injured as well, albeit not as much as the others, but what was strange was the portal he had opened.

Once I saw it, my heart skipped a beat, and a deep sense of yearning engulfed me. It was hard to say where the portal led as all I could see was darkness. Yet somehow, that darkness seemed to be most inviting.

I moved almost subconsciously to look for the next mural, only to pause abruptly. The wall had nothing, no more murals. It ended there.

I turned to look at the old Dragon and Goddess and asked, "Where is the rest of it?"

"I'm afraid there is no rest of it," said Qhalta.

"There isn't?" I shook my head in disbelief, "What was that?!" I asked, my voice agitated.

"That is ancient history," replied Yrvai.

"Ancient history, you say? You mean to tell me the Pillars turned on the King?"

Qhalta had an apologetic smile, "I'm sure it's a lot to take in right now."

"Who made these?" It was Immy who interrupted us and asked. Her eyes were still glued to the mural that depicted the battle.

Yrvai's green eyes looked at me and spoke, "An old Cosmic pillar did."

"This doesn't make any sense. No Dragon is supposed to hold enough power to threaten the King," Sidus spoke with a deep frown.

"Those were no ordinary Dragons," said Yrvai. He looked at all of us for a moment before he continued, "Those were the Primordials."

"You said that before, but what does it even mean?" Immy asked.

"They were the first creations, the first Dragons. Before them was nothing."

"And they turned traitors, you say?" Ynos asked with a tinge of skepticism.

"You can choose to believe what you want," Yrvai said with a scoff before Qhalta spoke, "We are merely doing our part."

"Your part? What do you mean?" I asked.

"Exactly that, to show you the past," she said.

Sidus's frown deepened, "Why is that your part?"

A long sigh escaped Yrvai's mouth before he spoke, "Come along."

Saying that, the Dragon and Goddess continued on their way, leaving us behind.

"Brother, I-I don't like this," Essie, who was silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

I used my mana to gently pat her head, and give her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I'll teleport all of us away the second I feel something is wrong," I said.

Essie nodded hesitantly and snuggled closer to me.

'How confident are you in doing that?' Breta's voice echoed in my mind.

'Not confident at all. The Cosmic mana here is not listening to me. I can try to force it, but I'd rather not risk it since we might end up lost somewhere.'

'This is bad,' She replied.

"What are we waiting for?" Ynos asked.

"Nothing, let's go," I replied.

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As we continued down the cave, we came across another portal. Yrvai and Qhalta were not here, so I assumed they had gone through it already.

I took a deep breath and went ahead. My siblings and Breta followed suit.

The world changed once more. This time, we found ourselves in another open hall. The view was breathtaking, with countless stars illuminating the dark sky like precious gems.

Qhalta was sitting on a golden throne, with Yrvai curled around another one next to her.

"I'm sure you are all confused, and we'll do our best to explain everything to you," said the Goddess in a gentle motherly tone.