"Why can I not bring you close enough to me?"
"You're already pressed up against me. What else could you possibly yearn for?"
"You. All of you. Your body, your heart, your soul. All melted into me so that I can never be untouched by you."
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Sitting beneath the star-studded sky, I find solace in the quiet of the night, the two glorious dragons nestled by my side.
Their graceful forms shimmer in the moonlight, their scales reflecting an ethereal glow as we bask in the calmness that blankets us.
The gentle rustle of leaves and the occasional distant hoot of an owl create a serene symphony, complementing the warmth radiating from the gentle breaths of my dragon companions.
It's in these moments, amid the stillness and the company of my dragons, that I feel almost at peace, embraced by the beauty of the nocturnal world.
But the sense of peace is foreign to me as even now I am still omnipotent, aware of every particle dancing in the cosmic expanse, every thought traversing minds across galaxies, every heartbeat resonating in the universe.
The energy flows through me, connecting every essence of existence, every whisper of creation. The power I hold transcends boundaries, echoing through time and space as a symphony of infinite knowledge and consciousness.
It is a curse. It is my curse, my burden that I will have to shoulder alone in my endless existence.
I'm even aware of my ball that's already started. The one I should be attending.
Helios makes a groaning noise, smoke coming from his large nostrils while he stands and stretches his enormous golden wings. I continue to lay on his scaley back, my arm behind my head and my eyes closed.
Helios shakes causing me to nearly slip.
"Fine. Fine." I retort.
Helios roars. Reminding me of my duties.
I rub my forehead, irritated by his determination.
"Along with being an annoyingly gigantic lizard, you are quite persistent aren't you?"
Helios roars again angrily at my comment.
Even my own dragon is forcing me to attend such a blasted event that's supposedly "in my honor", what complete nonsense.
Zerofuku groans as he is forced to get up from his glorious nap before we all fly off.
As the night unfolds its velvety embrace, I soar astride Helios, the wind whispering ancient secrets as we glide through the star-strewn canvas above.
With each beat of his colossal wings, we cleave through the darkness, our silhouettes dancing against the moonlit clouds. The world below shrinks to insignificance as we navigate the heavens, a symphony of freedom and power painted across the celestial expanse.
Zerofuku flies beside us, his form is sluggish as the exhaustion still has not left him.
If everyone in all of the realms were dragons, my existence would be less stressful. I wouldn't have to deal with the tiring realm of politics and lies and deceit that make up this world.
