Grimoire of the Great Dragon Lord

The air started to get colder, barely imperceptible, but it is definitely different.

Why am I talking about air all of a sudden?

Because, it has everything to do what is about to come!

White and fluffy snow falling from the sky, like pure white angels, holiday treats, sparkling Christmas tree filled with glittering lights that gave a glow like that of twinkling stars of the night sky and finally gifts which is my favorite.

What am I blathering about?

Of course, it's about Christmas!

Christmas is a magical time for me. Getting together with family, eating yummy holiday treats and sitting near the fireplace and just talking about things always warms my heart.

'You would be on a naughty list if you don't behave well' or so my parents used to tell me.

Oh and how could I forget about Mr. Santa. He is the mascot of the Christmas fulfilling all the wishes of children like us..

At the day of the Christmas eve,

Snow filled every corners as far as I could see. With the decoration and bright lights on houses, it gave a certain charm that could enthrall anyone observing it

Overall it looked festive, like it always used to be on Christmas.

Like every children would, filled with anticipation and hope, I started to write a letter to wish for a gift for Christmas.

.

I picked up my pen and a piece of paper to start writing..

"Dear Sa---"

'Jingle bells, jingle bells,

Jingle all the way.

Oh! what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh.'

Just as I was about to write I heard the some kids knocking on the door singing the Christmas carol asking for treats. Although their rhythm was quite off, it did give me a Christmas vibe.

'hmm hmmm' Humming to myself, i started to write the letter.

But then I noticed something.

After thinking for a while I finally noticed it.

I didn't know what to wish for!

What do I need?

Chocolates? ... Wrong! It's Christmas time and most houses are filled with treats!

Toys? .... Wrong! I have enough of them as it is.

Now that I think about it... I had nothing to wish for.

Grunting in displeasure, I started to move here and there ruminating about the damn wish. What should I wish for?

Oh right.... I love books!

My mom used to read me those fairy tales with happy endings.. I like those.

Should I wish for something similar to those books..with a good story?.

Alright then, since i have nothing to lose I will just write it down.

And so I wrote,

"I wish for a book with good story and domineering characters!"

*slip*

Then I folded the letter and slipped it inside the envelope and kept it under my pillow.

"Alrighty then, it's done. Should I hide under my bed and look if Mr. Santa would come or not?"

Muttering these words in a drowsy voice, I gave up on that notion and went to sleep.

Located far away in the world, on another dimension there lay a majestic castle. The castle was large and foreboding, consisting of several pointed towers and turrets, the whole castle covered with the glow of mysterious eerie light. The interior of the building contained several hallways, and in the heart of a castle lay a majestic throne; adorned with ghastly skeletons of unimaginable beings.

And there, the Ruler of all demons and darkness sat upon his throne with domineering majesty and awe.

In front of him was a scrawny humanoid figure that had reptilian scales covering all over his body. He had strong muscles on his foot that could help him run faster than any humans. The humanoid figure looked scary and intimidating and would devastate a human with fear alone.

But he was shivering with fear and looked pitiful in front of the supreme being. He was kneeling on the floor, bowing so low that his head was touching the floor.

What was astonishing was the fact that he held a letter with both of his hands in front of him. His gesture was somehow pitiful, as if begging the person in front of him to take the letter away.

He could not see the expression of the being sitting on the throne. Because he was the Satan himself; ruler of all demons and darkness.

They were living in a different dimension of power as a whole and he was simply a messenger.

Yes, a simple lizard that was weakest of the food chain of all demons and just a simple messenger who somehow got a letter from who knows where, designated to the Satan himself.

The simpleton lizard had never been scared like this before as he read the first words of the letter.

Dear Satan...

DEAR SATAN?? Who the heck dares to send the letter to the Satan himself and adding a dear to that? Do you want me to die that badly.

Have I murdered your mother?

Did I scam you?

As far I know, the Satan is single!

He doesn't have parents or siblings that i could remember!

Who could it be?

Secret lover?

As far as I know there are not much females here in the Satan's army and all those females are hags and unattractive. Most of them are males.

Males....

Males!!!!!

Now now, let's not move towards that direction. If he knew what i was thinking I would surely be deep fried and fed to these damn Cerberus...

And now we move on, to the present situation where his pressure alone was making him palpitate with fear. Cold sweat was pouring down from his brows. He simply knelt there like a wooden log, simply existing there.

A shivering here and there could be felt but if not, people would think he was dead.

"Hmm?"

A weird and unexpected hmm came from the Satan.

He knew it! It's that damn DEAR....

I hope the Cerberus is well fed today!

But an unexpected muttering could be heard form the Satan.

Most unexpected was that... he was chuckling!

The Satan is smiling?

My god!

No!!

My Satan!

Although he couldn't see his face as he was doing a dogeza, he could still hear the sounds of chuckles.

Although the chuckle sounded gloomy coming from the Satan himself. He was absolutely confident in his capability of hearing as lizards had good ears and senses that could perceive things more easily.

What is happening here? Is it really his lover?

The lizard just thought about it for a second and hid it deep within his heart, taking an oath to never confide in the Satan's secrets to others until his death.

"A book, huh! What should I give him.... powerful and domineering....."

The Satan muttered and moved his hand towards the air.

His hands kept plucking something from the air and then pushing it inside, as if picking up favorite books from library but pushing them after feeling somewhat unsatisfied with the contents in it.

After a few moment, he picked up a abyssal dark black book covered in red runes and ominous light, filled with unknown symbols and letters.

It gave a suffocating pressure all around the castle.

The lizard felt the utmost pressure as he was near the book itself. His shivering became even more obvious as he stood against the pressure of two behemoths.

I knew it, I am going to die today. That damn letter... that damn piece of paper is going to be the cause of my death.

The lizard started to give up the hope of surviving of this cruel fate. He clenched his hands into a tight fist and stood the pressure. The pressure was becoming more and more unbearable making him somewhat hazy and just as he was about to faint, it stopped momentarily.

It felt as if time stood by….. silence ruled everywhere.

The palpitating pressure could not be felt at all. It disappeared up like a smoke.. He wondered why but didn't raise his head to look. It would be disrespectful to look at the Satan.

But he knew the Satan did something to stop the pressure as a whole.

"Hmm, the Great Dragon would fit for you... i guess? This Grimoire holds the soul of the Great Dragon. He is kind of weak but it would be impossibly powerful for mortals. Ah, since you wouldn't understand the words let me just make some simple changes..... Ah this would do the job. Just mutter the words written on the cover and you would summon the soul of the Great Dragon himself"

Bobbing his head up and down in his accomplishment, the Satan threw the book slowly towards the air.

Mysteriously the book defied gravity and started to float and accelerate towards a direction in a predestined manner.

"This is my first and hopefully last gift... hope you would like it, Human!"

Twisting his purple lips upwards to a mischievous grin, he murmured these words while looking at a vacant space.. as if looking at a very far far away space.

Slowly but silently, the book flew in the air. Although it looked slow, if anyone were to observe the book, they would find the book flicker and travel a wide distance in the blink of an eye.

It looked as if the space itself was folded...

The next day Christmas came with the downpour of snow. People enjoying this festivity could be seen everywhere.

It was cold on the outside but heartily warm inside houses, where families lit up the fireplace which burned with crackling sound in a rhythm that calmed people's soul.

The boy himself enjoyed these times, just laying lazy and cozy taking in all the heat and merriness.

Time passed by as the sky began to darken, indicating the Christmas coming to a sad end.

The boy lay there on his bed, comfortable, taking in all the heat from the blanket.

Lying on his stomach with his hands up around the pillow and head turned to one side he started to agonize at the fact that school would start soon and boring days were coming closer and closer.

While agonizing about these things, he scrunched up his face in annoyance and kicked his blankets aside in irritation.

That guy would come to the school too, wouldn't he? Damn that bully! What have I ever done to him... that he always bully me? I mean I am a childhood friend with Nina since we were a child. I mean, just because you like Nina doesn't mean you could just bully me.

*sigh*

I just wish, he would just leave me alone.

*BAMMMMMM*

Just when he was agonizing about his soon to come doomsday, a loud banging noise came from the wall.

Something just flew over from the windows inside the room and the most surprising fact was that the windows were closed.

What the hell!

How did it come here? The glass is not in pieces... there's no gaps at all so that it could just slip through at all!

Or did it came from my door? Is my father playing prank on me...waaa he always does that.

Tilting his head sideways, the boy pondered about the weirdness of the situation. But thinking that it was maybe just some prank, he shrug it off and went near the book to pick it up.

"Wow.... what the hell is this book? It looks..... scaly? What's it made up of? Black and scaly, it somewhat looks cool!"

The boy kept on feeling the unusual texture of the book with his sparkly eyes. He eyed the book in a closer view to see what was written there...

"Grimoire of the Great Dragon?"

The boy spoke slowly, word by word while scrunching his eyebrows as the words were quite hard to read.

"What's this Grimoire thingy?"

*click click*

Then suddenly the sound of something breaking came loudly. It was like breaking chains sometime while the other time like shattering of glasses.

The book became covered in a red misty fog, twirling like a whirlpool. The scales of the book was moving?

The scales were moving in a rhythm, pulsing many times in a moment like a heartbeat, as if someone was awakening from a slumber.

Seeing this magical phenomenon, the boy staggered backwards. The whole situation although magical seemed to be somehow... ominous.

Then suddenly the red misty fog that was twirling around the book, suddenly came to him.

It came in like a wind and circled around him in the same twirling movement, it did with the book.

After twirling around like a mini tornado, the mist started to dissipating.

But what was appalling was the fact that the mist dissipate after flowing through the boy. The boy was forcefully made to breathe in the ominous mist.

Panicking with ashen white face, the boy didn't know what to do. He tried holding his breath but the ethereal mist just forcefully made its way towards his nose and mouth. Without even knowing, the boy subconsciously breathed in all the mist.

After the turbulence, everything became calm.

The boy just stood there with a vacant expression, his eyes holding no emotion whatsoever.

As if... as if, he had no soul...

Night went by slowly... even with all the upheaval and enigmatic things happening in the room, no one came to inspect it..

It was eerily quiet..

The next day, sunlight came through his room, making the snow sparkle with a blinding brightness while drops of water plop off the melting snow on his windows.

"Hmmmmmmm"

Slowly the boy woke up with disheveled hair and puffy eyes. He was simply a ten years old kid but if anyone were to look at him they would be horror stricken because his eyes looked so diabolical, so fiendish that even the devils would be scared of him but contained it after a while.

As the boy opened his eyes he gazed his surrounding. His facial expression held absolute arrogance and dominance.

"Who dareth summon this Lord from my eternal slumber!" said the boy with commanding voice looking around.

"Hmmph, Oh pitiful insect, thou dare to hide after summoning this great lord?"

Spreading his arms wide apart, nose pointing upward, he questioned the perpetrator that had summoned him, filled with arrogance.

After getting no response, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked around.

Then his expression froze abruptly as his gaze landed on his hands... those tiny hands.

All the arrogance and superiority was washed away from his face, perplexing him more and more as he touched his body from head to toe.

His facial expression changed to a perfect O, baffled by the situation he was in.

"This Lord had faced with multitude of dreams and illusions... this is the first time this lord faced this circumstance. This is not a dream then it must be an illusion! Which being could hold so much power that could even prison this lord to an illusion? Is it lord Satan? .... No! it can't be. I have already been punished by my soul being tethered to that Grimoire... then what kind of sorcery is this?... wait, what if this is not a dream but real?"

His facial muscles twisted to that of an anger and confusion. He searched around more carefully to find out more clues. Clues, that could explain this situation.

After a short moment, he found the book. The book looked somewhat bland without the luster it previously held and felt like a completely ancient book that could wither away at any moment.

But the boy's expression showed happiness and relief. He held the book dearly rubbing it in his cheeks and snuggled it to himself.

"The book is here... that means Lord Satan sent it here. What does the great Lord want me to accomplish here? Rule this dimension? Massacre them? No, this lord doesn't think he wants this realm to be eradicated. This lord has already been punished for millenniums for eradicating an entire realm. So, what is it that my master want me to do! Let's figure it out as time passes by...."

Frowning his face in complacency, he just gave up and decided to go with the flow.

"James! Come down for your breakfast.. Hurry up or it will get cold."

A feminine voice reached his ears.

James? Is it the owner of this fragile body?

Humans were always weak.. now that I think about it, this lord does feel hungry. This lord could have survived without food for years and look at what had come to happen to this lord.

This lord shall take your offerings, puny mortals!

Reminiscing for a while about his glorious past, James went downstairs nose held of, mouth curled upwards as if looking down on all beings.

With the poise of a majestic being, he went to the kitchen.

A middle aged man and a woman were sitting on their chair with plates filled to the brim with delicacies. Grilled sausages, Roasted turkey, sandwiches were laid on the plates ceremoniously.

These humans do know how to fawn over greater beings. Although the amount is little, it will suffice for this body.

"Mortals! This Lord forgives you, as you are not grovelling in front of me. This Lord is satisfied with the food offered. It looks palatable and hence you have been forgiven. Rejoice mortals! For you have been graced with the benevolence of this great Lord."

After saying is fill, he picked up the fork and started to eat the food.

Astounded by their son's words, they both looked at each others faces as they never heard him spout such bullshit.

Then his father remembered something and whispered to his mother

"Our son is in that phase. I heard people call it Chuunibyou syndrome. I mean, he likes to read those fairy tales and he must have picked up on something from those characters. Just let it be for now.. It will go away with time"

Whispered his father with a gentle smile on his face.

Understanding the meaning from him, his mother, gave James a knowing smile.

Seeing this, James nodded bobbing his head up and down.

They must be quaking with fear and thanking this Lord for sparing their lives. Hmph, well the food is delicious, so this Lord shall not harm them.

"James, the school is going to start next week. Are you prepared? I heard from Nina's mom that you were somewhat troubled at school, is it true? You can tell us if someone bully you and we will definitely help you keep out of it."

Mother asked James in a gentle tone which sounded a little bit worried.

School? What the heck is that thing? Bullying me?

Bullying ME??

"Who dareth bully this Lord! This Lord shall annihilate those puny insects and feed it to the Cerberus. Hmphh"

Picking his fork and pointing it upwards towards the heaven, he told his parents the consequences of those that undermines him.

Seeing his reaction, the parents simply thought that he meant he could handle it and didn't bother him afterwards. But told him to inform them if he is bullied again just to get sneered at, by their child.

It's been a week since the Great Dragon Lord came to this world, possessing a fragile body of a boy name James. Although boring, the Dragon Lord found it somewhat peaceful which he hadn't felt for a while now.

Since he was a child, he was a servant of the Satan himself. He was contracted to him as far as he could remember.

He had a single small brother as his only kin who was killed when he refused to make a contract with those damned beings.

In anger and madness of losing his kin, he went to their realm and massacred every living being.

Somewhat disappointed at his action, Satan tethered him to a book and bound his corporeal soul to it.

It was but a small punishment for all the deeds he has done or so the dragon thought and accepted the punishment without struggle.

But then he somehow came to possess a boy and lived with his family.

It was somehow.. warm and gentle? Is that the word!

A void that filled his heart was getting filled up with warmth little by little, even in the icy cold winter.

As the week passed by, the time to go to school came.

Packing his bags with books, pens and accessories the Great Dragon got ready to go to school.

He found out that a school was somewhere people learn things.

Since he didn't know much about this realm he accepted to go to the school.

Maybe, he would find his purpose here?

Maybe, he could return to his Lord, the Satan?

So he started to walk towards his school... with a girl besides him...

She was Nina, supposedly Jame's childhood friend.

Her mother came to his house, tugging Nina with her.

Nina had beautiful aqua blue eyes, blonde hair tied to a ponytail and a smooth white face.

She looked like a doll, which was why many boys admired her or so the human James used to think.

And just like how many people admired her, there was a boy named Paul, that also admired her.

And, supposedly he was the bully that bullied the human James in the past for involving himself with Nina.

Frowning his face and looking away from the girl, the great Lord walked side by side with a puny little girl.

He was not frowning for no reason.. As the reason for that was,

"James! James! Do you know what I got as a gift in Christmas? Just guess.... Oy, what's with that scrunched up face like you stepped on some disgusting bug. You used to be so cheerful but what happened all of a sudden? Didn't you get a gift? Are you sick? Are you suffering from constipation?"

She went on and on with her babbling without even knowing that the boy besides her was a Great Dragon Lord.

"You puny little girl. This Lord has never encountered someone like you. How did you manage to make this Lord speechless? Such a tiny mouth.. spouting so much bullshit... What kind of realm is this?"

"Like I told you, what's with that this lord and that lord. My god! How did you become a full fledged Chuunibyou within a single Christmas... Just what happened to you? Are you sick? Or you got so lost in novels that you caught a Chuuni syndrome?"

With an astonished expression she continued on, on her interrogation that is!

And after a short while, they reached their school…

"So this is a school huh... So many little pipsqueaks everywhere.. Are all of them like you? I wonder.. If they are, I shall pray to Lord Satan to free me from this purgatory.."

With a hesitant face, James questioned Nina with an expression filled with doubts and hesitance.

Hearing him Nina scowled at him and stomped her foot, then ran towards her classroom.

Phew, finally this Lord has a moment to respite. Now, where was this Lord supposed to go?

Oh right, that girl and this lord were supposed to be in the same class. Let's get a move on then.

James stalked the storming girl and reached the designated classroom, finally entering it.

Rows of seats were lined up neatly, a black board positioned in front of the class and lots of kids arranging themselves on their seat could be seen.

"Hello students! How was your Christmas?"

Just after seating himself between an angered Nina and a smirking boy that gave him a sign of moving his thumb across his neck, he heard a middle aged man greeting the class.

The teacher hovered his eye around all the students and found an impassive expression on James.

"James, you look like you didn't have a great Christmas? Or is it that you are feeling sick?"

the teacher asked in gentle tone.

"Sick? This Lord doesn't get sick! Now stop your blabbering and offer me your knowledge puny mortal!"

James asked the teacher with an eager expression hoping he would give him some clue for his return.

Hearing his reply the whole class went silent. Some students had their mouth agape wide open that an egg could fit in and some just stood there dumbstruck..

Hearing a ten year old kid, telling a teacher to stop blabbering and supposedly ' puny mortal' who wouldn't be surprised?

The teacher blanked out for a moment.

What's with this kid? Did his Christmas go so bad that he abandoned the reality itself?

Or is he affected by some movies and is just imitating them?

"it's alright James... no need to talk about Christmas uhmm. If you have any problems, do tell me, ok?

The teacher chose to ignore his rude words thinking something bad might have happened to him.

And so the studies kept on going..

The whole class went by without any weird occurrence.

As the class went by James impatience became bigger and bigger, as there were no any mention of the knowledge that could help him return to his humble abode.

Time passed by slowly and they got a break for a lunch.

The whole classroom was empty except for two students. James and a boy named Paul, who had spiky hair and facial expression contoured into a mischievous grin.

As Nina and all the other students went to cafeteria to fill up their stomach, they were all alone.

James was looking depressed and frustrated. How long would he need to possess this body? Is it going to be a lifetime? He couldn't stay like this in a fragile state forever! He needed to return to his master, his Lord, Satan.

As he was struggling with his situation, Paul started to walk towards him, sneering and laughing eerily.

He started to rub his knuckles indicating that he was going to beat someone up.

"Jamie.. Oh, Jamie... Have you forgotten what I told you before Christmas. I specifically ordered you, not to get chummy with Nina. And just imagine how surprised I was when I saw you walking with her acting high and mighty. Let's see how you act like that after I fix your face hmmph"

Clasping his knuckles with a gesture of provoking James, Paul came close to James, so close that he was just inches away from his face.

Seeing how absentminded James was,Paul became incensed.

How could this weakling ignore him like that?

Thinking that he raised his right forearm and grabbed his chin angling it to make a perfect slap.

But suddenly, Paul felt strangling pain on his neck.

He started to suffocate and gasp.

What he saw after that terrified him so much that goosebumps appeared all over him.

There was a hand clawing on his neck tight like a predator, about to finish the hunt.

"Hmm, What are you going on about? Pathetic mortal, should this lord just kill you here and now? You dare touch this Lord? Do you want your pathetic life to end miserably?"

James was emitting so much bloodlust that the whole surrounding gave an illusion of death and decay. His eyes started to become pure red like a ruby, giving a twinkling glow. His eyes looked like an abyss itself filled with oceans of blood.

Paul became so horrified that he almost pissed his pants. The pitiful boy that he used to bully had somehow became a scary demon.

Pain started to flow around his body and he started to float in the air.

It felt like floating but he was actually lifted up by James. Seeing him so easily lift him like that, defying the damn gravity itself, made Paul even scared and fearful of him and for his life.

He became even more sure that James was not a human, he was a monster... a menacing monster like those he read on stories.

"Hmmph, this lord just became free from his punishment. You shall be spared for now but if you dare cross this Lord's path again... Remember human, that is the day you abandon you life."

Calming his anger and adjusting his expressions, James threw Paul to a side, like throwing a ragtag doll and went back to sit on his seat.

"WOAH"

Just when he sat down an amused voice came over him. Hearing the voice, he felt something ominous.

"My god James! Wow, how are you so powerful? What's with that arm strength? Do you have some superpowers? Hmm. hmmm... Or is it that you started lifting weights? Because that would be weird! Whoever lift weights at our age? So-so, tell me na James, did Santa came and gave you a gift"

Seeing the frightened Paul and overbearing James, Nina started fawning all over him. Sometimes asking him how he had done those things and sometimes touching his biceps 'feeling' the muscles.

Questions after questions were spouted from her mouth, to which James just sighed and started laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha.... Oh little girl, you are interesting. It's just lifting a puny human! How hard can that be?"

James sighed and started laughing for a while which confused Nina. After laughing for a while his expression returned to normal and started pondering about the past. Somehow his expression was mixed with reminiscence and sadness.

"Hmph, what little girl? I am a big girl. And when are you going to stop with that Chuuni words... I mean isn't that embarrassing? I mean, even I am embarrassed hearing those words! And why are you sad all of a sudden? My god, you could be a great actor in the future with that acting of yours.."

Perplexed with James actions, she started to shoot questions again.

"Hmm, I am just homesick... that's all."

James muttered in a small voice which only he could hear.

After that event everything went normal and uneventful. Nobody found out about Paul and James as Paul kept quiet about it. Paul was still frightened out by James but didn't show that to others. He could not meet eye to eye with James anymore and decided to keep out of his way.

After all the classes were done, students returned to their home. So did James.

He ate his dinner with the gentle family and went to his room.

He opened up the book that he kept under the bed to find any possible clues that he could have missed.

"Lord Satan wouldn't send me here for no reason. The only thing that I had with me was this book. So there must be something! Something to help me return and restore my body to my original form."

Flipping the pages he started to look for any clues he could find but couldn't find any.

He started to get frustrated and started rubbing his head in annoyance.

"Look at y--r h--rt"

Suddenly a sound came to his ears although unclear. He looked around but couldn't find a soul.

"Who is it? Who are you? What do you want this Lord to look at?"

He questioned that unknown existence in the hope of getting an answer.

"Mr. Dragon.... Search..... your... heart...."

A childish voice came over to his ears. It was clearer than before and felt like it came directly from his soul.

"Look at the heart? What does that mean?"

He pondered the words spoken by that voice that felt somewhat familiar.. Yes that's right, he knew whose voice that was! It was himself.. or the boy that he possessed.

"James?" muttered the Dragon Lord.

"You can find it... just need to look.... heart!"

replied the same childlike voice filled with innocence.

"Heart? What lies in this Lord's heart?"

Pondering about the meaning, he closed his eyes and concentrated in his heart and found something like a lock. It was a corporeal lock that was holding something! He tried to find out what it was keeping it locked! He started to push it open, slammed it but to no avail..

'Haaa, is this it? Won't i find out what it is?' Thinking that he gave a last push filled with hope.

Booooooooom

Suddenly memories exploded in his mind, bringing forth anger, frustration, vengeance, sadness, hopelessness and love.

That sudden burst of feelings made him writhe in agony in his mind.

He suffered mental pain that was greater than physical pain.

He finally remembered...

He finally found out the true reason why he was sealed in the grimoire!

Because he couldn't forgive. After the death of his brother he started to massacre everything and everyone he came to pass by. He was filled with hatred and boiling anger.

Those emotions remained even after a century. And within that time, he had massacred uncountable number of beings and multiple realms as a whole.

Satan himself tried to coax him, to stay calm and that he had done enough.

But he refused his words and continued with his wantonness murdur,

Left without any measures, Satan captured him and tethered him to the book.

The book was made up of the mana heart of his brother's remains and the physical body of the Dragon Lord himself.

All the glorious dark scales covering the book were his scales; his own body and tethering him in that book were the power contained in the mana heart of his brother.

As all the emotions came back to him, an aura forming a sphere covered his human body.

Then he disappeared from that location, with the book.

In a dark corner of the world, place unknown, Great Dragon Lord appeared with his human body.

The books covered in scales began to glow and emitted a golden mist; looking enchantingly beautiful and somewhat celestial.

One by one scales removed themselves from the book, as if alive and gathered around the human body of the boy.

The body started to emit the a red mist that was similar to the same red mist that possessed James. After removing itself from the human body, it was pushed aside and gently place on a muddy floor.

The scales and the mist started to twirl like a whirlpool, it felt like golden and red sun were dancing together and combining themselves.

The mist grew larger and larger until it grew so large that it started to look colossus. Then the mist started to take form, like a sculpt creating his masterpiece; wielding, carving and modelling the mist itself.

After a short while, a majestic figure could be seen, so large that it touched the clouds itself.

It was a fearsome creature with glittering scales, giant wings, breathing phenomenal fiery breath, abyssal black with long claws and sharp teeth.

It was the Great Dragon Lord himself in the flesh!

The dragon eyed its surrounding looking for something then lowered its head.

His eyes were focused on a tiny creature, that would die just by flapping his wings. Although he thought about cruel things, his eyes didn't have any hint of cruelty but quite the opposite.

His eyes were gentle and calm, lacking the bloodthirsty and viciousness he had in the past.

He experienced taking lives as a dragon and experienced sparing someone while being a human.

What he lacked in the past was the value of life; warm meal with family, blabbering friends, bullies and hope.

He finally knew what he had done was wrong. He was not a judge and shouldn't have treated the lives of lesser beings as ants that could be squashed with ease.

"Every life is precious"

The dragon muttered this in his draconic tongue.

Whissssssssssss

"So, you finally get it huh!"

An unknown voice filled with boundless majesty filled the whole realm. It felt like it came from every directions and couldn't be pinpointed exactly.

"Yes, My Lord.... I have wronged! I have done something unimaginable and went against your orders! Please punish this disrespectful subject!"

The majestic dragon simply bowed his head asking for repentance for his deeds.

"Punishment? You have already been punished enough. I have sealed you on that grimoire for millennium and that is enough for you. We are demons by birth.. Our job is to kill but everything has an order. You can just repent by punishing the evils. That is all.

Oh right, I forgot about the kid. That kid asked me for a Christmas gift and i sent you there, in the hope that you could help him. As you had your memory sealed, you could've transformed yourself to an apparition.....

But you my dear dragon just possessed him.. just like that. And I believe his wish hasn't been fulfilled yet! Do your job and return to the castle. I shall await your return."

Satan expressed his thoughts somewhat awkwardly as he sent the grimoire to help the child but got possessed instead. As a compensation he ordered the dragon to fulfill his wish.

"..... As your wish, my Lord" replied the dragon in a voice filled with reverence.

Now, what will you ask of me boy?

The dragon was curious what the boy would ask of him. He slowly breathed out air, gently caressing the boys face, awakening him out of his dream.

"W-Whaaaaaaaaat! What the hell! Who are you, Sir? My god! Are you a dragon? Oh right, are you

Mr. Dragon? My god you look so cool!"

The boy started to spout words filled with reverence and awe.

The dragon felt that the boy was somewhat similar to the figure he knew, that could dumbfound even the greatest of demons just by spouting words.

"Yes, boy.. This lord is the Great Dragon Lord. Now now... my Lord has ordered me to fulfill your wish! What is it that you wish for, boy? Wish carefully... You got only one chance for it."

The dragon looked at James with his humongous pearly green eyes and told him to make a wish.

"Wish? What do I wish for? Hmmmmmmm let me think of something"

James held up his chin with his right hand and started to think what to wish for...

"...I want to view the world... view the world from up above like birds. I like how they are free and I like to experience it once!"

Stuttering his words, he carefully told him his wish.

"Fly? That simple? Alright! And what do you mean by like a bird? Come over here and i will show you how Great Dragons view the world hahahah"

The dragon laughed heartily and gestured him to climb over him to take a ride.

That would be the best memory of James for a lifetime.

In the future whenever Christmas would come up he would always reminisce about the day when he rode the dragon and look down at the world.

On a faraway land, near a majestic castle stood a reptilian figure.

Looking closely, it had scales all over its body. The muscles on its foot were specially bulked up as if it was born to be a sprinter.

Yes, this figure was the same messenger who delivered James letter to the Satan.

Right now, he was simply staying at his quarters provided by the army, laying on his bed and drinking some juice.

He was happy right now as he just completed his job and returned safely. And there were no deliveries to be made at the current time.

Ah, this was the life I want.. Just stay at my bed and rest all day long.

As he was dreaming about his good times, suddenly a letter came out of nowhere.

He was not surprised by the fact that it came so suddenly.

As the words held magic here and if anyone mentions the name of the receiver, the letters would automatically teleport itself to the nearest delivery person.

After receiving the letter, he opened it to see the name of the receiver.

He started to read it carefully,

" From Nina,

Dear Satan...."

"...................."

*gasp*

Without even reading the next words, he ran away from the quarter... went to a magic portal and ran away form the castle as far as possible.

Many rumors flew by after that day, saying that a lizard went crazy reading a letter and ran away like a maniac..

THE END