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The Archaic Dragon Mage

Wyatt was alone in the world. When the rifts opened the world was thrown into chaos. Archaic mages came through those rifts, and war after war followed. The last war had ended when Wyatt was just a baby, but he had still lost his eye to it. The empty socket, and loss of depth perception made him an easy target. Wyatt being an orphan meant that no one back him up when he did get targeted. Wyatt was used to fighting for himself, and the draft was going to force him into military academy. He had no genetic markers to become an ability user so he had already accepted the fact that he would probably die during his two years required military rotation after the academy. It was just a fact of life. Non ability users were just cannon fodder, and archaic abilities were highly restricted. Wyatt didn't think anything off it. That is until he found a marble in an old rift area. A marble that would change everything.

Angelina_Bennett · Fantasy
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671 Chs

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That made my lip curl up into a snarl. Did she have to take a dig at my intelligence every single time she talked about me?

"That problem may be solved as you strengthen your bonds," she startled me by continuing, "Your IQ has jumped considerably since you advanced your bond with Savannah. Although your intelligence is still average at best."

"Strengthening my bonds can increase my smarts?" I snorted, "Yeah right."

I didn't believe her at all.

"Not exactly," Regala smirked casually, "Bringing your minds closer together allows you to augment your intelligence."

"So I'm adding extra processing power to my brain?" I flicked my tail.

She just shrugged choosing not to say anything.

"So you're just going to stare off into space again?" This would be the third time she'd done this in the past two weeks, "Why do you keep staring off into space like this?"

"It's nice," She smiled, "This is the closest I'll get to living before I fade out of the world entirely. I'm enjoying it while I can."

"So staring off into space is what you do for fun?" I snorted.

"Believe it or not," Regala looked at me with a smile, "Yes. I was thrust onto the throne not long after I turned three. Expected to be the strongest, smartest dragon on any battlefield. I was never allowed to relax. Always looking forward." she sighed, "And when I gained the power I was expected to have," she shrugged, "No dragon dared approach me. I was feared by anything, and everything below me. Males would come to me. Thinking they'd be crowned king if they became my match. None were suitable." she'd turned her eyes back out onto the forest, "I lied earlier. I do remember more of my past now." she kept her eyes focused away from me, "I was angry with the world when I sealed all the bridges to the other worlds. I'd been alone my entire life, and I was expected to rule over an entire world that I hated."

I was a bit taken aback by this revelation, but I didn't want to interrupt her.

"There's nothing more dangerous then an angry dragon," she stood.

How that was possible when she was floating on the air where the rest of her legs used to be was beyond me.

"My original plan," she inhaled slowly, "Was to kill everything."

This conversation got dark.

"Then the guilt set in," she looked at me sadly, "How could I just let an entire world die? Just because I was angry, and bitter." she waved her hands out at the forest, "That was when I decided to let it start all over. With a clean slate. Nothing of old world would remain in two or three hundred years. Humans have such short lifespans after all. By the time new dragons were born, all the humans I knew from my time would have changed completely. Humans do that every four or five hundred years anyway. So I gathered all the eggs from the abandoned nests." she glanced at me over her shoulder, "Maybe not all. I left behind the few from dragons I disliked more then others. Gathered tools I thought would be useful, and spoke to the oldest being on the planet. He was the one that helped me modify the spell, and here you are."

My tail lashed back, and forth out of agitation. I actually took a step back. The serious tone she'd taken was disturbing on multiple levels. She wasn't stumbling around an answer this time around. She meant every word.

That meant I had a mass murderer in my head. I felt chills. My inner world shook slightly. Changing from a forest to a field of grass.

"Not so comfortable with me anymore are you?" Regala looked at me over her shoulder, "Be glad that I'm fading, and far to weak to take control of your body."

That didn't make me feel any better. Her intelligence now had a dark feel to it. Maybe I didn't want all of her knowledge. I woke myself up. I knew that Savannah, and Ethan would find out about Regala's confession once I returned.

The sheer cruelty of it had my heart pounding in my chest. The dragons would have died out rather quickly being stuck on other planets. The humans on the other hand wouldn't have died right away. Earth had been so saturated with mana during her time that it was only just now on the verge of death. After who knew how many thousands of years.

Humans weren't reliant on mana like many of the other species. They wouldn't have died until after nearly everything else did. Starvation or collapse of the ozone was what awaited them now should I die. The other dragons wouldn't survive without me to protect them. The only reason they were still alive now was because no one knew where they were.

The vast majority of the human race didn't even know they existed. I stood up slowly. My muscles coiled as tension ran through me. Finding out that Regala had intentionally killed all the dragons was disturbing. It made me wonder how long it took her to feel guilty about killing all the dragons, and leaving the world to die.

She could have lived alone on a planet she'd condemned to death for a few hundred years without a problem. I wanted her to get out of my head faster now. I didn't need that kind of dangerous mentality in my head. I didn't care what knowledge she possessed now. I laid back down slowly.

Jax stopped working on whatever spell he was tuning up to look at me with concern.

"What's got you so worked up?" Jax asked bluntly.

No beating around the bush. Straight to the point. Ethan was the only one who'd talked to me like that before. He wouldn't get the run down like the others did. He wasn't as connected to me as the others.