Will of chaos

Pov Priest of Light:

I was surrounded by hundreds of Soldiers and dozens of Templars, I am one of the strategists of the attack and as planned, I command a group that came in the second wave of attacks to take some of the buildings as a base, from here we can give orders to our army and serve as bait for those who want to attack.

I look at the statue in my hand, it was actually crystal containing powerful attack spells, it would be both for us to defend and attack.

But unfortunately, no one came to me, they all kept their distance or were pushed away by the troops around me, this was also one of the possible situations I thought possible.

Since we outnumber them and my group is stuck in one place, they must be thinking they can handle me later.

But the truth is that this was the best option for us, I started working on the sacred Summoning circle, the statue-shaped magic crystal is full of Holy Power, and it will be the core of the magic ritual.

"Sir, it looks like we have movement coming from the forest." (Templar)

I remember those Fairies and Spirits that we saw from afar were the ones that did the most damage, there were more Fairy Kings and Spirits here than we imagined.

"Is it the Fairies or the Spirits and from which direction exactly?" (I)

"Show it on the map." (I)

I open the map on the table and the Templar approaches, he spends a few minutes explaining his report, he says the direction and how many there are, he also said that they are the Fairies.

"Are they just coming to town...or are they coming for us?" (I)

"Lord what happens...finally." (Templar)

"Tired of talking..." (Templar)

Suddenly I feel my vision blur and I slightly lost my balance, I tried to use magic but I couldn't, the energy seems to have been drained from me without realizing it until I got so tired that even standing up is being a problem.

I look at the Templar from before, he looks different, and the way he talks and looks at me are different from a few seconds ago.

I try to pick up the statue but it's nowhere to be seen, I know where I left that statue before, if it's not there it means he's already taken it before I know it.

"What are you...aaaahhhhh!!!" (I)

Suddenly a girl's body comes out of the Templar's body, the girl was a little transparent, clearly an evil Spectre.

"Goodbye..."

Before I knew it, she was beside me, the last thing I saw before closing my eyes one last time was her spout opening enough for me to pass without difficulty.

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Pov Luminus (True Dragon Emperor of Light):

I look at the separate space I created with my Territory, once a beautiful mountain with a castle, now a place without a mountain, where I am in my true form stomping Shiro's head into the ground.

"You know it could have been different I trusted you." (I)

"Why think about it now, just kill me Akatosh's servant." (Shiro)

"What you say doesn't shake me anymore, I've always been very loyal to the Dragon God." (I)

"But I still don't understand the reason, we've been separated from the Church of light since those days, now we were ready to step forward..." (I)

"Luminus, you are like a brother... to me, but your idealism will be our... undoing." (Shiro)

Sigh

"Do you think Arash will... ever forgive our race?" (Shiro)

"Do you think anyone will forget... our past mistakes?" (Shiro)

"We weren't even alive at that time and we were still guilty, it would be better for us to stay together with our family... even if the Church of... Light's side is wrong, at least we would be... united." (Shiro)

"It would never work, they are traitors, we can carry their sin, but we still have to have our own principles." (I)

"You fool..." (I)

Shiro was someone who was with me for most of my life, he was my right hand man, my friend and someone I thought was always around that I could trust, but his betrayal was something that shook me much more than I wanted to accept.

I look around everything is destroyed, the ground is stained red, in every breath all I can smell is the blood of my tribe.

Their bodies on the floor in horrible shape, six screams still echoing in my ears, I know I did what I was supposed to, but that doesn't change how horrible this is.

"Stop crying... you idiot..." (Shiro)

I look down, the Dragon under my paw was my friend but now he has lost his wings and one of his arms his legs are injured and his neck has the mark of my jaw.

"Now all I…hope is that you…are right." (Shiro)

"Now end it..." (Shiro)

"I'd rather it be you than... someone like Arash or that inquisitor." (Shiro)

I was very nervous, one thing was killing the other Dragons, but Shiro was very difficult, I spent a lot of time with him.

Sigh

"Goodbye old friend." (I)

I use my claws to crush his head, at least I wanted to cause him the least amount of suffering possible.

"..."

After finishing off all the True Dragons of Light that came, I spent an unknown amount of time staring at my blood-soaked claws.

Then I remember the words of the Dragon God Akatosh when I received this stigma on my body.

"(We Dragons are symbols of power.)" (Akatosh)

"(But that's just a part of who we are, that's because we are also symbols of strength.)" (Akatosh)

"(A True Dragon does not betray, does not lie and never turns against its own race.)" (Akatosh)

"(Your strength is not your destructive power but who you are.)" (Akatosh)

I still remember what he said but it still doesn't make what I just did easy, I feel an emptiness inside me.

"Luminus, it's time to leave and you've finished your battle." (Lux)

I dispose of my Territory along with my Separator Space after storing the bodies, if I could I would like to leave their bodies in a tomb in the Cemetery of Dragons, but even that will not be possible.