"One hundred and fifty thousand years ago, in the Dragon Kingdom, inside a massive mountain, eight dragons sat on thrones, and in front of them stood an elderly dragon wrapped up in chains.
"So, any last wish before you die, Father?" One of the dragons, seated on the middle throne, asked with a smile.
He was pitch black, with golden glowing eyes, two very long wings, and two black horns.
"Why would you betray your own father, Son?" The old man asked with a sad expression.
"Huh...? Why would I betray you? Well, can't you see it yourself? I betrayed you for this throne, Father.
I betrayed you for this Throne and this power. My friends here helped me with it, and now we can make the dragon race one of the strongest races out there on this holy land.
I told you the same thing, Father, but you slapped me and told me it's evil and that God will punish me.