Inside the heart of Tempest, in a private chamber usually reserved for only the highest of councils, a heavy atmosphere filled the air. Rimuru had called for an urgent meeting, with the most powerful allies gathered around a large table. Velgrynd, the fiery True Dragon, sat across from her siblings, Veldora and Velriza. The tension between the three dragons was palpable, yet an understanding of the situation at hand brought them together.
Velriza, her silver hair glowing under the dim lighting, stared at her sister Velgrynd. "So, you've finally come to our side," Velriza said with a slight smirk. "About time."
Velgrynd, her blue hair falling elegantly over her shoulders, crossed her arms. "Don't make it sound like it was an easy decision," she replied coldly. "Rudra... I couldn't save him. But I'll make sure Michael pays for what he's done."
Veldora leaned back in his chair, arms folded behind his head. "Well, well. Looks like the gang's all here. I never thought I'd see the day when we'd all be sitting in a room together like this, actually getting along."
Rimuru, sitting at the head of the table, watched the exchange silently, his expression thoughtful. He knew the importance of this alliance. Michael, now in control of Rudra's body, had become an unpredictable and dangerous force. If even the True Dragons were united against him, it meant the stakes were higher than anyone had anticipated.
"So," Rimuru began, cutting through the tension, "what's our next move? Michael has already shown his hand with the Armageddon skill, and we know he won't stop until he gets what he wants. But what exactly is that? What is he after now?"
Velgrynd's eyes flickered, her expression darkening. "He's not just after control," she said slowly. "Michael... or rather, the one pulling the strings, Feldway, has a far bigger goal. He wants to collect the True Dragon cores—mine, Veldora's, Velzard's, and Velriza's."
"Why our cores?" Velriza asked, her eyes narrowing.
Velgrynd sighed, her voice low. "To resurrect Veldanava."
The room fell silent. Rimuru's expression tightened. The thought of Veldanava, the creator god of this world, being brought back to life by Michael and Feldway was unsettling. But before anyone could respond, a new presence made itself known.
With a sudden gust of freezing wind, a figure stepped into the room, uninvited yet expected by some. Guy Crimson, the Demon Lord of Ice, strode in casually, his crimson hair and confident grin giving him a dangerous aura.
"Sorry I'm late to the party," Guy said with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "But I thought I'd drop in and give you all some bad news."
Veldora shot up from his seat. "Guy! What are you doing here, interrupting our family meeting?"
Guy ignored him, his piercing gaze locking onto Velgrynd and Velriza. "It seems you're all blissfully unaware of just how far Michael's plans have already progressed," he said darkly. "He's not only after your cores."
Rimuru frowned. "What do you mean, Guy?"
Guy's smile faded as his tone grew more serious. "Michael has already gotten to Velzard. He used Regalia Dominion on her, just like he did to Rudra. She's a puppet now—completely under his control."
Velgrynd's eyes widened in shock. "What?! Velzard... under Michael's control?"
Velriza slammed her fist against the table, her anger flaring. "That bastard! First Rudra, now Velzard?! He's just collecting pieces for his twisted game!"
Guy nodded grimly. "Exactly. And now that he has Velzard under his thumb, his next targets are you three—Veldora, Velgrynd, and Velriza. He wants all the True Dragon cores so he can fulfill his ultimate goal of bringing back Veldanava. But..." Guy smirked darkly, "resurrecting Veldanava isn't going to go the way they think."
Rimuru, absorbing the gravity of the situation, leaned forward. "Why wouldn't it work?"
Guy crossed his arms, his gaze drifting toward the dragons. "Veldanava is long gone. Even with all the cores, Michael and Feldway can't simply bring him back. They might be able to reawaken some remnant of his power, but it won't be Veldanava as he was. They're playing with fire—desperate to regain a god that's never coming back. And you three are their next targets."
Veldora, for once, looked genuinely serious. "So they're coming for us next? For our cores? That's a bold move." He cracked his knuckles, his usual carefree attitude slipping away. "But they'll regret it if they try."
Velgrynd nodded, her voice cold and determined. "I won't let them take me or my core. If Velzard is truly under Michael's control, then we have to act fast. She's strong, stronger than any of us. We can't afford to lose another."
Velriza, her eyes burning with fury, added, "We've lost too much already. If Michael thinks he can use us like puppets, he's in for a rude awakening."
Rimuru tapped his fingers on the table, his mind racing. "This changes everything. If Michael has Velzard and is coming after the rest of you, we need to plan our next move carefully. We can't let him get his hands on those cores."
Guy, still leaning against the wall, grinned. "I'm glad you're taking this seriously. Michael and Feldway have no idea what they're getting themselves into. But... they're not going to stop unless you force them to."
Velgrynd turned to Rimuru. "We need to go after Michael. We can't just sit here and wait for him to come for us. If we take the fight to him, we might be able to free Velzard before it's too late."
Rimuru considered the suggestion, his expression thoughtful. "You're right. We can't be on the defensive. But we also can't underestimate them. If Michael is powerful enough to control both Rudra and Velzard, then we're dealing with an enemy that's far beyond what we've faced before."
Velriza clenched her fists, determination shining in her eyes. "Then we strike first. I'm not going to let that bastard take away any more of my family."
Guy smirked, his sharp eyes glinting with amusement. "Well, well. Looks like you've all got your hands full. But don't worry, I'll be watching from the sidelines—just to see how things play out. After all, this is going to be one hell of a battle."
As the meeting drew to a close, Rimuru stood up, addressing everyone. "We prepare for war. Velgrynd, Velriza, and Veldora, you'll need to stay close to Tempest for now. We can't let Michael get any of you alone. We'll build our defenses and gather our forces. And when the time is right, we'll make our move against Michael and Feldway."
Velgrynd nodded, her resolve firm. "Agreed. We'll fight this together."
Velriza smiled at her brother and sister. "This time, we won't lose."
Veldora, grinning confidently, added, "Let's show them why you don't mess with True Dragons."
And as the meeting ended, the weight of the coming battle hung over them all. The war with Michael was far from over, but with their newfound alliance, they would be ready to face whatever came next.
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That time I got reincarnated as a female true dragon
FanfictionI died on earth but it seems that something awaits me in a new world. Wait a minute, I was reincarnated as a female true dragon.
