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Every arc dragon was fuming. There was a deer that lay before them. A deer that was covered in shadows. A deer that looked like its eyes were gorged out. It smelled foul. The shadow clung to it like a hand. 

"What is that?" Luna Tenebris asked. 

"Darkness. Powerful magic." Thunder answered. 

"Who could've done this?" Zubeia asked. 

"It's the boy!" Soul Regan said pointing at me. 

"Wait, what?" I asked. 

"He did it. His power is a curse among us all!" He yelled glaring at me. 

I don't know why. I didn't do anything. It could've been the Creator I met a few hours ago. I had nothing to do with this. Mom put her leg in front of me. 

"How dare you! Aaravos could never have done this." She defended. 

"He is a monster! He will be our doom!" He yelled slamming his tail to the ground.

I fell over. This is crazy. How could I have done this? 

"Soul Regan calm down." Zubeia said. 

"Do not patron me Zubeia! We should never have let this boy into our home. We should've killed him as a baby!" Soul Regan yelled. 

He blasted fire at me. Mom tried to shield me, but the force of the flame was powerful. It threw me into a wall. I slid to the ground. I coughed up blood. 

"Aaravos! Are you alright?" Luna Tenebris said running over. 

No, I wasn't. I'm angry. Why does he always hate me? I slowly got up. My eyes were glowing a mix of blue and pink. I couldn't control my anger. I slammed the staff down. A tornado appeared. A big one. A tornado that wasn't made of wind but made of fire. The tornado formed into a ball of fire. I threw it at him. It hit his chest. He was spiraled back and slammed into a wall. 

The power soon slowly went away. I dropped the staff. I fell to my knees. My body feels weak. My legs were like sticks. I fell to the ground.

"Well done." I hear the voice of the Creator.