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The Dungeon Dragon moved forward, his entire body was crumbling and falling apart, but he knew that he could not give up or everything he had been building until this point would fall. All this energy he had accumulated… all of it for a single and sole purpose. He wanted to bring his kin back to the world. He couldn't simply die here. He saw himself as soone that would be the hope of his dinsion. After all, deep down, he knew the conditions of his own ho world. The Chaos Spirits had not only invaded due to greed and malice, but necessity.
They saw an opening, a fracture in space and ti that led to "sowhere else" a world without chaos, but that was not… destroying itself.
Indeed, the Chaotic Plane, the Dinsion where the Chaos Spirits and Chaos Beasts erged from was being destroyed, not by anyone's doing, but the dinsion was ending. This was a Dinsion with a Core. Often called Dinsional Cores, they're the cores of an entire dinsion that maintain the Dinsions in order and completely compact.
However, as the inhabitants of the dinsion multiplied faster than the Dinsional Core could calculate or sustain, it began to slowly tear itself apart, the dinsional core shattered into pieces, and before the inhabitants could prevent this from happening, the entire dinsion started to collapse. It was slow, and it might take eons to be completely destroyed, but it would an the end to their race.
Desperately, the Chaos Spirit joined the groups of Chaotic Entities that were commanded by the Chaos Hegemony, a sort of ruler of this Dinsion, to seek new worlds and universes to inhabit and save their race from perishing alongside their dinsion. However, the first ti they entered the world of Yggdrasil, they were greeted with pain and agony…
"Unngh…! T-This world… it is too painful to live here!"
"It hurts! It hurts!"
"I-I can't do this… I am sorry!"
"Wait, you must resist the pain, if we don't have anywhere to go, how do you plan to…? They're gone…"
This world levels of chaos energy were incredibly low, making its environnt and atmosphere incredibly toxic to them, beings made of miasma and chaos. Desperately, many ended running back to their dinsion, incapable of bearing the pain of trying to live in this world.
However, there were those that stayed, bearing the agony and pain, decided to continue their mission, they loved their people more than anything, and were warriors that had forged their will through countless battles, the pain was unbearable, but sohow, they were able to bear with it.
Although the world of Yggdrasil was unwelcoming of them the mont they arrived, they discovered many things that could be ultimately used for their advantage… such as the incredible amount of biomass, living beings. Alongside mana and the chaos and residual miasma that was here. If they could multiply the amounts of miasma through the sacrifice of this biomass and the corruption of this mana, they could shape this new world to beco comfortable for them and the other beings within their dinsion.
They had to do it… they were beings from another dinsion, they saw life in this world as just "biomass" and couldn't empathize with them, after all, they were already too desperate, even the Chaos Spirit fighting against Benladann…
"My family… How many eons has it been since I saw them… Are they even still alive? How is the situation within the Chaos Plane…? It has been so long…" He muttered when he woke up within the corpse of the dragon Blaze.
However, as a soldier, he felt he had a duty for the greater good of his dinsion, the duty of opening a portal once more, and to bring forces to reclaim this world once more, their last hope.
Therefore, even while fighting soone that seed as if she had plundered the powers of his own race, he had to do sothing… to fight it and defeat it. He had already used two trump cards, the Dungeon Core he had to gain a near indestructible body and resist the fight against these titans, and then the saved up divine fire power he had accumulated into a sphere inside of his soul, the last remains of the power dwelling within Blaze, the fire dragon's soul, which the Chaos Spirit devoured to sustain himself and survive through this entire ti.
However, the being that took all the damage shielded the monster he was now fighting, he saw how he had sacrificed himself for her, to protect her… Slightly so, he was reminded of the sa empathy he felt for his own kin… but he couldn't pity them, not when the fate of his world and his people… of his family, it was all depending on him, a survivor with the power that could open the gates once more.
"I won't let you win."
His entire body moved incredibly quickly despite his size, infusing his dungeon body with divine power emanating from the dungeon, a superior energy to even mana, even if its amount was asly and small, it was enough to grant him a large amount of power, converting it in kinetic force that allowed the movent of his enormous dungeon-made limbs to hasten incredibly fast!
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
His enormous claws clashed against Benladann, their weight was akin to a mountain, the giantess and her Mold Familiar continued to resist the blows, but her balance as beginning to get broken. Unlike Drake she lacked as much mana and lacked his insane regeneration powers, but the power of Mold could imitate so of it… as long as she had mana.
"Unngh…! T-This power… How co it beca so strong out of nowhere?!" Muttered Benladann, clashing once more against her foe as her axes continued to slice and pierce through the dungeon's near-indestructible exterior, the beast continued to crumble apart, until a cross-shaped attack suddenly blew off one of his front limbs.
CRASH!
"T-There…!"
A few seconds of distraction over her victory was all he needed, as the Chaos Spirit swung his gigantic tail behind him and hit Benladann in the stomach, blowing her away into the skies with an incredible force!
CLASH!
"Uuuuaagggh…!"
The Chaos Spirit charged his chaotic powers within the enormous dragon jaws, opening them and unleashing a dragon breath!
"This is it! Now, die!"
BOOOOOOMMMM!!!
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