meeting my father in his youth

he wore a doctors uniform, as he looked at me....

he was solemn like myself, his city had just been destroyed by the dragons, and his family killed by the dragons....

i looked at him, and slowly i brought myself closer him... and than i opened my arms, and hugged him...

of witch he became rather shocked, unable to feel but kinship towards this individual, tears began to fall from his eyes, as he felt as if he was being saved from despair...

"im sorry."

hearing this... more and more tears fell from his eyes... "i couldnt arrive fast enough to the hidden land..."

his eyes opened wide in recognition....

....

as his town was destroyed, acnologia watched as people were being devoured, buildings destroyed in the wake of the dragons power, they breathed out large elements of flame, frost, earth, lightning as they destroyed the futile defence of the people...

the mages were long since being eaten alive by the said dragons.... however this was when, a figure appeared in the sky, walking out of a massive gate of darkness...

tendrils of darknesss clad this individual... but he was able to see the blade, as he drew it, the darkness and energy of the blade, released.... clad in dark energy, he slashed at a dragon coming his way... letting off a massive wave of darkness...

cutting the dragon into two... decimating its futile defence as well...

the attack went on to destroy a large portion of the town, but no one was caught in the wave... the town had largely been evacuated, however those that remained, like himself, who were trying to save the lives of the elderly... .on this deathly battle ground... was noted...

a young women, knew who this individual wsa.... and she screamed out his title "the king, the dark king has come to save us!"

'the dark king?'

he was surprised.... he was known as an SSS-Class mage.... even the hidden land had heard of his achievements... and dark heroism...

the dragons witch were raiding the town, looked up to the figure, and they immeadiatly began to gather around him, like flies...

sending out their powerful breaths to attack him... but the tendrils of darkness, congealed a shield around him, as if they were alive, taking the full brunt of the attacks.... they moved and countered each breath coming his way...

the figure poised himself, and whispered [ EXCALIBUR ]

a massive dark wave tinged with crimson energy shot out from his blade in all directions... exploding and covering the sky endlessly...

dealing with all the dragons at once...

the friendly dragons witch were fighting to save the town, looked at this horrific sight, and became shocked at the power the figure displayed...

whlle everyone else seemed to rally, and shout to the sky.... cheering....

himself included as he found himself to be cheering for him as well, excited that humanity stood a chance to fight aganst the oncoming war... aganst the dragons, witch were decimating the surrounding nations....

"cheer for the king!" someone said... and they all began to cheer wildly, the elderly seemed to have gained their youth and were shouting to the sky madly...

...

and this very person, who helped save his town, is now apologising, and hugging him! whats more, he felt... familier for some reason, and he couldnt explain it...

"im your son, from the future."

'what?'