"Hey, Tia. Why do you refuse to sleep with me?"
Who the fuck starting a conversation this morning with that? Bitch, I just woke up.
"Reid, are you still in your dreams or do you need me to punch you to sober your drunk state?"
The man in front of me isn't other than the stupidest man in this world, Reid. Red flaming hair like a fire that would burn all evils in this world, his sky eyes give comfort to those who need help. But his face isn't a good achievement due to his ugly eyepatch.
Too stupid to make a contract with me.
"Hold on, miss sharp tongue. I just merely asked one question. No need to go all of those savage words."
"Well, you need to start to learn how to not ruin somebody's morning by asking them why they don't want to hook up with you."
Reid's forehead narrowed, displeased by my words. He already lived with me for two goddamn hell years; shouldn't he already satisfy by suffering me every day?
He wakes up, flirts with me, gets rejected, goes to a brothel if he gets horny, comes back home in a drunk state, asks me to hook up, gets rejected, refuses to elaborate more, leaves my room, and repeats the cycle.
This motherfucker is nothing more than a trash that I just picked because it's just too vague.
"Seriously, you don't even have any sexual desire? Tia, my partner, we have been together for 2 years. We go through our journey like brothers, beating every single ass including those maniac battle dragons. I know you, I know you have a desire to get pleased by hot, big—"
Before Reid could finish his words, I was already kicking his butt, making that tall and useless muscular man stumbling toward the ground. I need to do that, so I don't have to hear his dirty talk.
"Hah! I'm not some pathetic, lust-crazed demon like you," I scoffed, placing my hand over my chest like a queen claiming her throne. "I'm a dragon. Not just any dragon—the dragon. I once made entire kingdoms tremble just by waking up!"
I sneered, my voice sharp and full of fire, "Humans feared me. Some even worshipped me. I'm a goddess to those lucky enough to even know my name. No one pleases me unless they're ready to give up everything—their will, their pride, their soul. I don't take lovers. I take sacrifices."
I spread my arms like I owned the world, "I'm not just powerful. I'm draconian! I am Tiamat! Bow, break, or burn. Those are your only choices."
Reid grumbled wordlessly in silence as he watched the dragon in humanoid form dramatic scene. He can't do anything when it comes to this dragon's pride since dragons were born with one special feat: arrogance.
"Ughh...."
I turned around once I heard a familiar drowsy noise from behind. A tall man, probably a bit taller than me, walked towards us with a sleepy face and a pillow in his arms as he yawned.
"Why the fuck are you guys fighting in this morning? Can't you do it tomorrow?"
Reid and I only give a dull stare to this guy.
"Flugel, is it humans always walk around with their undergarments? Freely in the home?" I asked, with a stoic expression.
"Huh?" The man named Flugel, confusedly, instantly looked down only to find that he was only wearing boxers and nothing more.
Reid chuckled, his grin widened with mischievous, "Hohoho!! Man, why did you get excited this morning!? Is it last night too good for you to have an erection again?"
"WHAT THE FUCK---!!!" A reddish blush covered entire his face. His hand swift the pillows to hide his embarrassing member from his friends, especially the dragon beside Reid, because SHE'S A WOMAN!!
I sighed, hopeless; humanity isn't an easy creature to understand, "You must have been too drunk last night. No wonder you don't remember anything. Well, as a dragon who protects you, I don't have the right to forbid you from having such fun as that. Just remember that taking care of offspring isn't as easy as you think."
"TIAMAT, YOU'RE MISUNDERSTOOD!! I don't go around and fuck somebody like Reid! He just dragged me into a brothel last night and forced me to drink an entire wine!! I am a victim here!!"
Reid, startled by those claims, walked closer to Flugel and rested his arm on the back of his friend's neck, "Bro! Why do you put all the blame on me!? I thought we'd agreed to take it together!!"
"Excuse me! You are the one who dragged me into this mess!! You are the one who threw that wine into my mouth!! You are the one who kidnapped Volcanica and made him be seduced by those prostitutes!!——"
Realizing the danger, he quickly clamps his mouth shut and presses his palm over it. Both Reid and Flugel's eyes moved to a woman in front of them. Her black hair floated as her fist clenched tightly with visible veins.
"What did you do to my son?"
"Shit."
"Fuck."
"REID ASTREA, FLUGEL!!! WHAT THE HECK YOU DO TO MY SON!!!?"
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Translucent horns spiraled into view from Kyoko's head, jagged and elegant like the crowns of a forgotten beast. They shimmered faintly, refracting light like glass catching the dawn. Her golden eyes flared open—not in fear, but in fury. Her pupils narrowed into vertical slits, more dragon than human, more divine than mortal.
A pulse of raw power exploded outward. Not magical energy. Something older. Primordial. It rippled through the battlefield like a scream from the abyss, flattening debris and sending Lye reeling backward mid-teleport, coughing violently.
Instead of insults, Lye laughed. He laughed even after taking those attacks, "Hahaha!!!! Finally!!! She's come back!! Our dear TIAMAT!!!"
The plains stretched endlessly beneath a sky bruised with dusk. Blood and stardust mixed in the fading light as Kyoko stood motionless, her feet planted firmly on the hard-packed earth. The moment her horns appeared, the wind itself seemed to recoil—silent, reverent, afraid.
Kyoko didn't respond.
She didn't need to.
Her golden eyes locked onto him—cold, burning, unmoved. She didn't remember the name Tiamat. She didn't remember the endless night skies where stars bowed before her wings. But her body did. Her blood remembered.
"Lady... Kyoko?" Crusch was stunned by Kyoko's new appearance.
She kneeled one leg on the ground as Rem was there to heal his injuries. The battle between them against Gluttony was ended so easily, which allowed Lye to attack Kyoko. Thankfully, she and Rem don't have heavy injuries, but the main problem right now is Kyoko has to face two Archbishops.
The black-haired woman slowly raised her right palm, towards the sky.
The moment stretched—silent, fragile.
Then Kyoko breathed in.
And the world exhaled.
Light burst from her body—not warm, but blinding, sharp-edged, molten with wrath. Runes ignited across the sky in spiraling constellations, ancient and indecipherable.
From her outstretched hand, a symbol flared—five concentric rings, each turning in opposing directions. Magic answered. Not hers. Not human. Tiamat's.
A colossal circle bloomed beneath her feet—obsidian and gold, spinning with celestial glyphs that screamed in forgotten tongues. The sky went black as midnight, and from the heavens, five shimmering spears of light descended like divine judgment.
"Lahmu, shatter." The word left her lips unbidden, resonant like a divine decree.
The spears struck—one for each direction, one for Regulus, one for Lye. The battlefield detonated. Whole streets disappeared in the impact, shockwaves tearing apart the horizon. Screaming winds howled as space folded inward from the sheer force of the spell.
Lye's body flickered, warped by mist, but he couldn't outrun the blast. The stars detonated across the field, forming a prison of burning sigils and locking the two Archbishops in a sphere of collapsing space.
And yet—
They survived.
Battered. Burned. But not broken.
"Regulus!" Lye yelled, laughing through the pain. "We found her! We found her!"
Regulus remained undamaged; not even that powerful magic could hurt him yet; his white cloak just got a small amount of dust. He wanted to be angry, but seeing the danger finally wake up, he needed to change the plan. Since their first plan finally worked.
The Archbishops exchanged a glance—twisted glee blooming across their wounded faces.
"She doesn't know what she is," Regulus said. "But she will."
"Let's not die before we can enjoy the second act!! HAHAHA!!!" Lye added, vanishing in a trail of mist.
And in a blink—they were gone.
Kyoko dropped to the ground, her knees hitting stone. Her hands clutched her head. Magic still crackled at her fingertips, wild and unbound. The horns vanished like glass shattered before being turned into dust by the winds.
She laughed, laughed in pain. Before she loses her final consciousness.
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