Revival of the Domain by Nick Venom (classic literature books .TXT) 📕

Two dragons clashed with each other, each of them dishing out tail whips and claw scratches. The red dragon fought viciously but wasn’t able to defeat the stronger and slightly larger black dragon. It was struggling to beat the black dragon as its attacks meant very little against its bulkier and stronger opponent. The red dragon was forced to surrender, ending the fight in the black dragon’s win. 

The black dragon, satisfied by his win, turned away and left the fighting circle where the two dragons were dishing it out. He now left it in exchange for approaching two fellow dragons. The dragons were pink and purple and the same size as the red dragon.

“Congrats on your win.” The purple dragon told him. He stood at a terrifying height of 40 feet with a hunch over appearance and a tail that was half of his height. His entire body, including his wings, was coated in purple with his eyes - which were charcoal black, being the only not purple part of him.

“Thanks, Main Assistant Akai.” The black dragon responded.

The pink dragon took a step forward. “No matter how many times I see it, it’s always surprising to see you destroy your opponents like that.” She was shaped similar to Akai, but she was coated in pink and not purple - as well as having blue eyes, pinkish wings, and a more triangle-shaped snout than Akai’s block snout. 

The black dragon nodded, glancing away for a brief moment. He wasn’t as hunch over as the others with black covering his body, leaving no spot untouched. His eyes were charcoal black, his wings were black, and his snout was pointed, a feature many rarely had. He was also taller than the others and his feet had five toes instead of four - another strange variation among the dragon kind.

“The Aster Dragons still continue to believe that they can take my title, even though I held onto it for several years now.” He remarked, hiding his anger as effectively as he could after coming out of a fight.

The purple dragon nodded. “Well, it’s because they all crave power. And you, Grand Advisor Mero, have a lot of it. Serving as the Grand Advisor of the Holy Dragon King is a position many crave for.”

“So you lump yourself in that pile, Main Assistant Akai?” Mero asked, glaring at him.

Akai shook his head. “Please refrain from pointless accusations, Grand Advisor Mero. I have been your best friend for years now and I yearn for no more power. I’m satisfied with my life as a Major Assistant.”

Mero nodded, turning away from him. “I… I apologize, Akai. It appears that the stress has been getting to me. I’m sorry about lashing out at you.”

“No problem, Mero. I understand that the problems with the other tribes have been a tricky issue. I didn’t mean to add to it.”

“You guys are annoying with this “professional” talk. Let’s speak normally!” The pink dragon, Tina, exclaimed.

“Tina! We’re near her Majesty, the Holy Dragon King. We speak respectfully anywhere near her presence.” Mero insisted. “Otherwise, I’ll see your comment as blatant disrespect.”

Tina shook her head. “You’re right, sorry.”

Mero smiled before shaking his head. He leaned in, whispering to her. “Don’t worry, just try to be cautious of your appearance here, especially with the Majesty. You’re doing well, so far.”

Tina nodded, smiling. “Yes, Grand Advisor Mero.”

Mero nodded. “Then it’s time for me to depart, I apologize Main Assistants Tina and Akai.”

“Wait… Grand Advisor Mero. I took your advice and contacted the Council about the 9999 Scrolls. They permitted me and I was infused with one of the skills. I can now turn into a full-fledged human.” She said with a large smile. She was speaking about the scrolls that had a wide range of abilities, 9999 abilities in total, from granting immortality to a small insignificant strength boost and everything in between. The ability granted was randomized with only luck dictating the future of a dragon.

Mero stared at her, his eyebrows raised. “Really? I mean… Congrats Main Assistant Tina. I applaud you for your success.” She nodded, still smiling largely.

“Thank you, Grand Advisor Mero.”

“Well… Is there a problem on your side, Main Assistant Akai? Has your permission been denied or are you having… social and mental problems?”

“The latter, Advsior Mero. I haven’t been able to achieve the same level of confidence and abilities to allow the Council to grant me a favorable response. Unless I feel intense confidence in my abilities, I will withhold my request for access to the 9999 Scrolls.” Akai stated.

Mero grinned. “As you say, Main Assistant Akai. I hope you the best in your endeavors.” He said before turning away from them. As he did, he was approached by another dragon. This dragon was dark blue and smaller than him but on par with Akai and Tina. 

“Grand Advisor Mero?” He said, bowing his head. “The Majesty, the savior of our race, Holy Dragon King has requested your presence.”

Mero nodded instantly. “Thank you for your report, Hai.” He responded coldly. Hai nodded his head before leaving the area. He was venturing on his own, shoving a few Side Assistants and lower dragons to the side as he moved. 

“It appears that… Hai isn’t as gracious with his movement.” Tina remarked.

“Close your mouth, Main Assistant Tina. Main Assistant Hai is a fellow subordinate. Any disrespect to our peers isn’t allowed.” Akai warned her. 

Tina nodded, taking back her remark with ease. The others nodded, splitting apart to complete their tasks. Mero headed towards the Palace, which wasn’t far from him as the training grounds were in the backyard of the property. The others wandered around.

Mero reached the Palace with relative ease, opening the large dragon-sized door and entering the Palace where the Holy Dragon King waited for him. Something was off and Mero could feel it.

***

Merlin’s Will was nearing its end and soon everything would break apart. The Domain will be destroyed and the people living on it will cease to exist. As all things do - they survive, live, thrive until their expiration date comes and everything disappears. The Domain is only the next thing affected by this curse placed on every mortal and civilization. The curse of the future.

TBC…

Mero entered the Palace, being nodded at by the Dragon Knights - dragons that were trained and specialized in guarding the Holy Dragon King and the Palace. 

With his entrance allowed, he ventured through several confusing corridors that led him to the throne room of the Palace. He stopped at the doors to the throne room, which were large white doors with several white roses embedded into the design.

Mero didn’t idle at the door for long, knocking on it and taking a step back for a response. He received it quickly as a feminine voice allowed him in. He then grabbed the handles and pulled the door open. Inside the room, waiting for him, was the Holy Dragon King. She stared attentively at him with her crimson eyes, watching as he entered the room and bowed his head in front of her. He lowered his body to show full submission to her. 

“Grand Advisor Mero, I’m thankful you responded to my call with great speed.” She started. “We have several matters to speak about if you don’t mind.”

“Never, your Majesty. I am your Grand Advisor and will consult with you about any topic, no matter the range or lack of experience I have.”

The Holy Dragon King smirked. She was a pure snow-white dragon with long elegant wings that easily compacted behind her back, out of sight. She was taller than Mero at 600 feet, surpassing every other dragon in the Dragonvictors Kingdom. She was another unusual variation, similar to Mero. They were both different.

“I applaud you for your loyalty and hard work. Let’s start.” She said, “The first matter to be discussed is the official fights between you, Grand Advisor Mero, and dragons from other tribes. Why are you allowing these fights to commence?” She asked, her crimson eyes interrogating him.

“I apologize, your Majesty. I allowed these fights to commence in the hopes of preventing new challengers from appearing and interfering with your duties. However, it has not worked as I planned it.”

“I see…” She started before she snapped her head to a vulture that entered the throne room. It approached her, landing on her shoulder and croaking something into her eye. Once it finished repeating the message given to it, the vulture escaped through a small window in the throne room. 

The Holy Dragon King turned towards Mero with saddened eyes. “Grand Advisor Mero?” She asked.

“Yes, your Majesty?”

“How long have you been working under me?”

“Several years. I, unfortunately, don’t remember the exact number.”

“That is fine… I ask you that question as it relates to a new pressing matter. The other tribes have decided to bare their fangs at us and there are sparks of war that are being fanned. Sooner or later, a war will be inevitable.”

“Your Majesty, if I may?” He asked, receiving a nod as a response. “I have encountered war several times and we won every bout… so I am baffled at why this is a pressing matter?”

The Holy Dragon King chuckled. “You are correct, Mero. War isn’t unusual, especially with the jealous Dragon Kings declaring war every other month, but… certain circumstances increase this matter to a pressing one.”

Mero nodded, his eyebrows furrowed. He was confused by two things, one of them being about the special circumstances and the other being about the Holy Dragon King referring to him without his title. However, he didn’t voice his confusion, allowing her Majesty to continue.

“The Domain is dying, Mero. Merlin’s Will is nearly drained of mana and, soon, it will break apart. Our land will be nothing more than specks of dust floating down to the ground where the other races convene for warfare and destruction. Our memories and history will be lost in a matter of years. I, unfortunately, don’t have the ability to heal Merlin’s Will.”

Mero’s jaw nearly came unloose at the spill of information. “Your Majesty, I-”

“Vumazra.” She told him.

Mero titled his head. “Your Majesty, I don’t understand.”

“Call me Vumazra, Mero. Our world is dying, so there is no worth to titles anymore.”

“Your Majesty, I must proclaim that a solution has to be in view. We cannot sit and allow our world to die on us.” Mero insisted.

Vumazra shook her head. “Mero… there is no solution on the Domain to treat Merlin’s Will. However, there is a potential solution on the ground.”

“With all of the other races, your Majesty? We have always been above them and our technology has advanced far past them. Why is it necessary to contact a race inferior to us?” He asked.

Vumazra shook her head. “Calm your mouth, Mero. The only solution is down amidst the other races. When---not if---the other tribes declare war, Merlin’s Will be weakened further. The other Dragon Kings will tear the Domain apart to achieve the title of Holy Dragon King that they spent their entire lives to reach.