Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

The whole world inside his heavenly garden was very chaotic, filled with sounds of explosions and rumblings, but not inside the castle of the sky territory he just added to the garden.

The castle was added on the outer region of the garden, separated from its centre by a double layer of dark forest. Despite that, the moment it appeared there it peacefully and completely integrated with the garden, and a shield was invoked around it to protect the inside from any noise or disturbance.

"Sigh, it's more like my old sect," Arthur walked as he had a melancholic feeling when passing through this invisible shield and entering a completely different world; full of quiet and peace.

That was the case inside his sect, any sect back at his cultivation world. he glanced at that solitary peak in the distance as he muttered:

"Are you a sect? really?"

Despite the very low possibility of that, he thought of it while hoping to find it true. Finding a sect here wouldn't only make him feel like being home, but he also might find a lead that would give him answers regarding how he reached here and the relation between this world and his past world.

He was in ethereal form, where only his consciousness was there, so he flew directly towards the peak.

This time he didn't meet any resistance, any strange mouths or defensive shields. His path to the peak was unhindered, as he reached there and stood in place motionless for quite long minutes.

In front of him, and from his current altitude, he was able to see the faces of a large number of youths; all were sleepy, peacefully, while their whole bodies were covered in a thick layer of white fog, like a casket.

"What is going on here?" he muttered with shock in his tone as he continued to fly around the whole castle. The empty green gardens were filled with these endless white fogged caskets, these peacefully sleepy youths like they were dead.

And with the eerie silence here, not even the sound of a wind, he felt he wasn't in a castle, he was in a graveyard. "Should I go out and ask her?" he muttered before deciding to take a tour first.

The castle resided to occupy the total surface of the peak of this mountain; so it's space was really vast! He took half an hour to tour the whole opened places, and around three huge central buildings that were connected together, dozens of large gardens stretched from these buildings towards the distant high walls and towers.

He glanced at these three central buildings, and decided to take a tour inside.

The main one was ten stories tall at least, with a pointed tapering dome that seemed to cover one third of this building. Four cylindrical towers extended from each corner of this square-like building, with a wide stretch of stairs that led to the main door of the building; the only door in the three buildings!

"So, I have to enter through here, but isn't this a bell?" he noticed the presence of a rod hanging down from the ceiling covering the ten meter space in front of the door.

He looked up and found a small rounded bronze bell hanging in the base of this wooden ceiling. Instinctively he held the rod and shook it, and the next moment a ringing sound rang in the whole castle; the first loud sound ever since ancient times!

"Oh, it's in ethereal form, hmm… interesting!"

Suddenly Artur felt himself being sucked inside the door, with everything around him spinning with no end for a few moments, before this strange voice came saying these words.

And Arthur opened his eyes!

He was on the ground, inside a medium sized room, full of books, tables with books, and even a small wall library on each wall filled with books!

"Wow, have I been sent back home?!" he muttered the moment he saw this bookish mess, as his own dwelling in his past life was similar to that.

"Let's see, Arthur is your real name, but you came from a cultivation world. you took over this owner's body in a fate guided way, making you far away from the dark ways. Great, you are a friend then."

Arthur turned to see his speaker, to find an old man sitting behind the biggest desk in here; with many books covering it. "Who are you?" he asked.

"You can say I'm someone doomed with the insight to the future; a foreteller of the past," the man simply said, introducing himself in this vague manner.

"And your name?"

"Alex, but this name will be long forgotten at the place and time you came from."

"Ok Alex, this isn't real, right?"

"This is a projected dream where I can see a glimpse of the future. You were summoned to my dream so I can have a nice chat with you."

Arthur digested what Alex told him and he found it strange to believe, but he had seen a lot of strange things in his entire life, so it wasn't that hard to accept. "You left a way to contact you from the castle in the sky, why?"

"The castle is our last remaining fort from our time in yours. I have seen the demise of my civilization, the massacre those invaders did, and the dark future our people will have; a slavery system, that's what they will get, sigh."

Arthur felt the bitterness in the old man's voice, and he couldn't say anything to reassure him. in fact what Alex said meant perfect sense already, as everything he said came to happen indeed.

"I summoned you today to entrust you with the offsprings of our powers," Alex finally started to speak about the reason he summoned Arthur here for. "Inside the castle of the sky you will see many youths, sleeping since ancient times."

"I have seen them, who put them there?"