(73). - Old Friends Reunited.

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It was a sight to behold. After what was only 7 or something months since my reincarnation and the meeting of Arabor, I had fulfilled my vow to him. I had allowed him to walk in the world that he helped shape once again.

"So.. How is the outside world so far?"

I asked, slithering up closer to the giant dragon. Arabor remained silent for a bit, looking awat from me and towards the sky that shined through the tree line above us, with a gentle breezes flowing through the branches.

Then, Arabor exhaled before chuckling lightly.

<Arabor>;
"Well... It's kind of the same as it was when I was banished to that pocket realm by the Deities power. Just... Without all the destruction."

He replied, chuckling lightly again afterwards. I also couldn't help but chuckle lightly before looking up towards the treeline above. Even though my conversation with him when we first met was short and mostly just me listening to him, for some reason, I was feeling nostalgic.

Now, I wouldn't be able to pin point on what exactly about this felt nostalgic, but it felt like I had been through this specific event already. Almost like a Déjà Vu type scenario.

Silence took its place between us both for a little bit, before Arabor sighed heavily.

<Arabor>;
"You know, I was a bit jealous of Iyka and Odale when they left your Soul Space - It felt kind of unfair to me, even if I understood why they were easier to get back into the physical world."

Arabor stated, causing me to look towards the giant dragon with a slightly empathetic expression. I suppose it wasn't a great feeling for Arabor to watch two individuals that most likely joined him inside my body a lot later than him and yet got out much faster than him.

If I was in his place, I would be pretty envious as well - even if I knew the reason for me being a lot more difficult to bring out into the physical world.

"But you don't seem like you're very upset about it."

I replied, tilting my head to the side.

"Well, not anymore at least."

Arabor looked down at me and chuckled lightly before exhaling and lowering his head slightly down, before stretching out his six wings.

<Arabor>;
"I got over it. As the Primal Dragon of Abyss, I can't let minor things such as that ruin my mood or even make me act irrationally. After all - I need to up hold my reputation."

"Reputation? What reputation?"

I asked, a bit confused.

<Arabor>;
"Why my pride as a Primal Dragon. Even if we don't boast about our power or our authority, we Primal Dragons still have a very proud look on life."

....Yeah, that isn't what I would have gotten from my encounters with the Primal Dragons so far... Especially with a certain dragon of fire in the equation.

"I see... I suppose that's understandable. As I understand all dragons are proud beings."

<Arabor>;
"At least, they were proud beings. Most of the Dragon races are extinct nowadays, leaving only us the Primal Dragons and the descendants of them, who even aren't full dragons."

Oh right...
I had forgotten. But wait - Aren't Wyverns also part of the dragon race? I swear those things are still alive and kicking-

| Wyverns are counted as 'Sub-Dragons' not full Dragons. So no, they don't count. |

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