A Devil's Game [Pt 1]

Ater felt pleased.

Seeing the look of confusion, uncertainty, and a tinge of fear, on the faces of the two Dragons amused him, to the point where he couldn't stop smiling at them.

Moments like these were what he lived for.

'Ahh… the bliss…' He beamed with slight arousal, enjoying the havoc he had wreaked.

But, this was not enough. He had hardly plunged them to the very depths of despondency. This was simply the surface—a husk incomparable to the main dish.

He already knew what would make this moment perfect.

'Truth… that always makes everything blend the best.' 

And so, as he stood before he stupefied Dragons, unveiling the curtain that had blinded them all this time, he was able to get another glimpse of satisfaction. Surely, their limited minds were already beginning to grasp the current reality.

The fact that they had been fooled into thinking they left the Capital.

But no.