Danmachi: Bound by Destiny - Tales of the Labyrinth

Chapter 13: The Beginning of the Chaos

[A/N: Ok guys here's the before the chapter start let me tell you your few things:

So since this is a pure chaos arc where the whole orario fight is covered I will rush things and mainly focus on Aether and his surroundings so once the fight start I will start to make things hasty

Like i days is before i will continue to rewrite the starting few chapters so this i will try to hold a back little and slowly but surely reveal things you can go check my chapter 1 which is fully rewritten now

Lastly i wanted to thank the other authors who allowed to use some of their greatful works

And that's it you can ask any questions you want in the comments I will gladly reply so enjoy it
And do vote and comment it'll be great]

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I've been here again, a place i always fear

A destroyed place, which gave evidence that a fierce battle was going on.

Weapons destroyed to the point that a blacksmith would cry just by seeing them, were lying across the battlefield.

The black flames consumed the field as if it were hell itself.

A really nasty sight that made me cry every time I looked at it.

There was nothing left in that place except for two figures.

A young man, with black hair, wore a grantate- colored scarf along with rather damaged light armor.

It is his hands holding a silver sword, his handle was black just like his hair.

The man was quite wounded, blood covered most of his body, it seemed that he would collapse at any moment.

It was a rather painful sight, every time I saw him I tried to help him, but even when he gave everything of me to help him, I couldn't move.

The dream wouldn't let me do it…

More than once I cried that I couldn't do anything to help that man.

Besides the dream not allowing me to move, there was a second reason not to be able to.

The second figure.

It was not a man, a woman, or a child.

That thing was a monster.

The scariest thing I had ever seen in my short life.

It was a dragon.

A black one, as dark as the damn itself, scales that surrounded his entire body as if it were armor.

Wings, which just by flapping them caused large blizzards.

Large, sharp claws that could cut anything that crossed their path.

Red eyes like blood itself, his mouth with fangs capable of tearing even the hardest body, his breath exhaled black fire.

A calamity without a doubt.

My body trembled, tears ran down my cheeks, the urge to vomit assailed me every time I saw that "thing".