The Dragon Lord System
DLS - 160

Grandor carefully explained to Sebas the figure of Dracorius now standing nearby.

He believes that Dracorius is Calliga, Sebas' father who has been hidden from him.

Sebas' eyes watched every word Grandor spoke carefully while watching his father, and joy filled his heart as his conjecture proved true.

His father was the legendary Primordial God, the creator of the entire dragon race that existed in this world.

"So all this time my guess was right! My father is a Primordial God!" muttered Sebas with overflowing excitement. He felt satisfied because his suspicions had been true all along.

However, Sebas' joy soon turns to rage when he realizes that humans and demons have slaughtered the dragon race his father created in this world.

His anger filled his mind as he pondered over the events that had happened.

"That human and demon bastard has destroyed the race my father created! If not of course our race will be successful again!" hiss Sebas was full of annoyance.

A sense of disappointment and anger filled his heart as he thought about how cruel their actions were.

In the darkness that enveloped his heart, Sebas felt increasingly stronger and invincible.

He contemplated his plan to take revenge for the destruction of the dragon race that he regarded as his family. The flames of vengeance burn within him, ready to begin his dark journey.

Determinedly, Sebas promised himself that he would destroy all who dared to go against his father.

Sebas again attentively listened to the explanation of the figure of Dracorius who is believed to be Calliga standing nearby.

After that the grandor finished explaining to sebas the figure of dracorius which they thought was the calliga now near him.

"So that's how young master, your father is a god whom we worship who is nicknamed the father of the creator of the entire dragon race" said the grandor has completed his explanation to sebas.

In her dark mind, Calliga pondered Grandor's explanation of the past when the dragon race was victorious and now there was little left.

However, doubts still haunt him. Is the story of Dracorius merely a legend? Did Grandor really believe that Calliga was Dracorius, the creator of the dragon race?

"In his explanation, Dracorius had a physique similar to mine. But is that enough to think of me as Dracorius? Is this story really based on facts or just myths created from draconian scriptures? What he said" muttered Calliga in growing doubt.

However, for some reason, when Calliga thought about his physical resemblance to Dracorius, the doubt faded even further. Perhaps this was the reason why Grandor believed him to be Dracorius.

They believe that a similar physique suggests that Calliga is the true heir of the dragon race.

Calliga was silent for a moment, pondering in his confusion. Did he have to reveal the truth to Grandor?

He thought earnestly, considering all the possibilities and consequences that might occur if he did.

However, before he could make a decision, Sebas came and caught his attention.

With a curious and questioning look, Sebas asked a question that made Calliga surprised.

"Dad, I'm sorry if I was presumptuous to ask, but why did you hide your identity as Dracorius, the primordial god?" sebas asked gently but sharply.

In her confusion, Calliga could only shake her head and say, "Since when did I say that I was Dracorius to her?"

Grandor, who had been kneeling near them all along, listened carefully. He was trying to digest the new information he heard.

Calliga pondered in his heart, considering what he should say. Its name and species do have similarities to Dracorius, with the word "Draco" in it. Perhaps, he should say something to the two of them.

However, Sebas tenderly asked him, "Is Dad okay?" Sebas' voice was soulful, reflecting his sincere worry.

Calliga struggled in his heart, wanting to shout and say that he was not a Dracorius figure.

However, seeing the happiness and pride that radiated from Sebas' face, he felt hesitant to tell the truth. Sebas believed him to be the primordial god who created the dragon race around the world.

In an instant, Calliga's mind spun rapidly, trying to piece together the right answer. He knew he had to come up with a convincing answer.

"don't worry, my son," Calliga said in a calm voice.

He tries to appease Sebas, though in his heart he feels guilty for not revealing the truth.

The two of them stared at each other, with complicated and difficult feelings to express. Calliga is aware of the burden she bears as a figure she may never want.

Calliga continued with a logical explanation he took from a comic story he had read.

He admitted that he was indeed a Dracorius, who had once been sealed somewhere and made his strength weaken.

However, he managed to break free and hide in a remote place to regain his strength as he was now.

Grandor and Sebas were both shocked to hear Calliga's confession. They could not believe that their father had been sealed all this time.

"SEALED?!!!" exclaim Grandor and Sebas with great surprise.

Sebas, full of anger, shouted, "Fuck! Who would dare to seal father?!" Anger and hatred filled his heart.

Grandor, while pondering, began to connect the dots in his mind. He finally found the answer he had been looking for all along.

"So all this time my gods have been sealed! It is only fitting that my god did not help us all in the difficult times of old," Grandor muttered sadly.

He was reminded of the slaughter done by the demon race and humans against the entire dragon race, which he hated so much.

"Relax, son. No need to worry or get angry, because the past is past. But look, I am free from the seal and even stronger than before! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" calliga said to Sebas in a trembling voice.

The laughter suddenly came from within him, sounding strange and mysterious. Calliga himself was puzzled by this change, as if there was a dark side within him that appeared after reaching the eighth level of evolution.

Meanwhile, Sebas and Grandor were silent, watching Calliga laugh in a soul-shaking voice.

No one dared to ask about this oddity, but Calliga immediately stared intently at Grandor.