The Musings of The Storm Dragon

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I am Veldora, the Storm Dragon-ancient, mighty, feared across the lands. I've said that to myself countless times, but it never loses its weight. More than two thousand years have passed since I first roamed this world, a force of nature unmatched in power. The winds obey my will, the skies shudder at my roar, and yet... here I am, trapped by a human's skill. Unlimited Imprisonment-it's enough to make my blood boil.

But then again, it's not like I can't control my power. No, that's not it. I am the embodiment of the storm-chaos is my essence. The winds, the lightning, the torrential rains-they don't ask for control; they just exist, wild and free. Others always misunderstood that about me. They look at the storm and see recklessness, but they don't realize the storm isn't reckless-it's untamed. It's not a lack of control; it's a refusal to be controlled.

I think about my sisters, Velzard and Velgrynd. They've always been so... methodical. Velzard, the White Ice Dragon, cold and calculating. Velgrynd, the Scorching Dragon, with her unwavering resolve. They play their roles perfectly, always one step ahead in their grand game of world domination. And me? They've always seen me as a wildcard, something to be wielded when it suits their plans. It's a bit irritating, honestly-being seen as nothing more than a powerful tool, a piece on their chessboard.

But I'm not as oblivious as they might think. I know what they're up to. They may think they're the ones pulling the strings, but I see the game they're playing. They've always thought of me as unpredictable, something to be used cautiously, and that's why they keep me at a distance. They believe they can control the world, each with their chosen partner, moving their pieces in a game that spans centuries. But I am no pawn.

Suddenly, my thoughts are interrupted by something... unusual. There's a creature approaching. A slime? Now that's interesting. Slimes are about as weak as monsters get. Yet here one is, making its way toward me, deep within this cave. How strange... This place is saturated with my magicules-no ordinary creature could survive here, let alone a slime.

How in the world did a slime survive in such an environment? I watch closely, my curiosity piqued. The slime pauses, as if it senses my presence, and seems to deliberate before continuing toward me. This is peculiar-no creature, especially not a slime, has ever reached this point. What's more, it's moving with purpose, showing signs of intelligence. This is no ordinary slime.

Excitement begins to build within me, a feeling I haven't experienced in a long time. Could this little creature be more than it seems? For centuries, my existence has been a monotonous stretch of time-unchanging, unchallenging. But now, this tiny creature has broken the monotony, and I find myself eager to see what will happen next.

As the slime draws nearer, I sense something different about it-something that sets it apart from the mindless monsters that usually roam this land. It's not afraid. It knows I'm here, and it's still coming. Could it be... a new form of life? Or perhaps something more?

I've never encountered anything like this before. This might just be the most interesting thing to happen to me since I was sealed. I watch, every sense on alert, as the slime closes the distance, undeterred by the overwhelming magicules that should have disintegrated it on contact. I wonder... what is your true nature, little one? And why do I have the feeling that this encounter is just the beginning of something much, much bigger?

As the slime moves closer, I decide it's time to test this creature's true nature. I focus my mind and project my thoughts directly into its consciousness.

"Can you hear me little one?"

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Author's Note

I hope this chapter was to your liking. I wanted to portray Veldora as a knowledgeable and mythical being who is one of the strongest being in the Tensura world. His having knowledge would be a given due to curiosity and age. It is also shown that way in the first chapter of the LN.

So anyways, this wasn't supposed to be a short chapter but due to some circumstances I broke my phone. I had this written a while ago, so after revising it decided to post for now using the desktop at my college library. I might not be able to post for a while.

So peace ✌

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