As we entered the clearing, the scene before us was one of joyful chaos. Mother was laughing and playing with the younger ones, her light green scales shimmering in the sunlight.
Lyriath and Vyraxys were engaged in a mock battle, their scales glinting with excitement. Nyxoria and Lyrixa were chasing after Niamon, who was giggling and stumbling around on her unsteady legs. Kaidorix and Kieraxys were building a small rock structure, their faces set in concentration.
Mother's eyes lit up as she saw us approaching. "Aetherius! Tharros!" she exclaimed, hurrying over to us. "I was starting to worry about you two."
Father smiled, wrapping his tail around hers in a gentle gesture. "We were just having a little chat, my love. Tharros and I are fine."
I grinned, feeling happy to be reunited with my family. "Yeah, and Father was just teasing me about my wolf-like ears," I added, earning chuckles from the others.
The clearing erupted in a chorus of teasing and laughter, with Lyriath and Vyraxys chiming in about my "cute" ears. Nyxoria and Lyrixa giggled and teased me good-naturedly, while Kaidorix and Kieraxys looked up from their rock structure, grinning. Niamon, still stumbling around, tried to join in, but mostly ended up giggling and falling over.
Mother smiled, shaking her head. "I'm sure Tharros can handle a little teasing," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Father chuckled, releasing his tail from hers. "I think he's taking it like a champ," he said, ruffling my silver scales.
I rolled my eyes, laughing along with my family. "You guys are all mean," I said, pretending to be offended.
But deep down, I was happy to be surrounded by my loving, if slightly eccentric, family. We spent the rest of the day playing, laughing, and enjoying each other's company, the warmth of the sun and the love of my family wrapping around me like a comforting blanket.
Father smiled. "But when it was morning, I decided to eat something, and Tharros joined, and no surprise, I ate a large creature and got a stomach ache!"
Mother sighed. "Of course, you most gluttony dragon!"
Father feels a little offended "Hey I'm not that devour dragon, kaiven!" Father yelled
I look at Father. "Who is kaiven?" I question.
Father sighed and explained, "He is an evil dragon and has the title of the devour of dragon! No one knows who and what his parents are, but we do know he is a power-hungry dragon he is the mate of the dragon king daughter!"
I looked at Father with wide eyes, intrigued by the story. "The Dragon King's daughter?" I repeated, my curiosity piqued.
Father nodded gravely. "Yes, Kaiven's mate is Astridra, the Dragon King's daughter. It's said that their union has strengthened Kaiven's power and influence in the dragon world."
Mother added, "And it's rumored that Kaiven's insatiable hunger is not just for food, but for power and control as well."
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I listened to the stories about Kaiven. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of dragon would be so feared and reviled.
Father sighed. "The dragon king knows that he is a theart, and he hopes that his daughter can redemption it work kinda!"
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Father's words. "Redemption?" I repeated, trying to understand the complex dynamics at play.
Father nodded. "Yes, the Dragon King likely hopes that Astridra's influence can temper Kaiven's darker tendencies and bring balance to his nature."
Mother added, "But it's a delicate situation, and not everyone is convinced that Astridra's presence is enough to redeem Kaiven's reputation."
I thought about this for a moment, wondering if such a union could truly lead to redemption, or if it would simply amplify Kaiven's power.
Father, look at Mother and to me. "There has been reported that he eats other dragons. Small, big doesn't matter, and what's worse, that he is older and bigger than me!"
I felt a shiver run down my spine as Father's words painted a vivid picture of Kaiven's formidable reputation. Mother's expression turned serious, her light green scales seeming to darken slightly as she listened.
"That's...disturbing," I said, trying to process the enormity of Kaiven's actions. "Eating other dragons, regardless of size?"
Father's gaze was grave, his albino scales seeming to glow with a faint intensity in the sunlight. "Yes, Tharros. Kaiven's hunger knows no bounds, and his power is feared by many in the dragon world.
I question, "Is he still alive?!" Father, look at me and nod.
"Unfortunately, yes," Father replied, his voice low and serious. "Kaiven's power and influence have only grown over the years, and many believe he will stop at nothing to achieve his goals."
I swallowed hard, feeling a sense of unease at the thought of such a powerful and ruthless dragon still roaming free. Mother placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, her touch warm and comforting.
"We'll keep an eye on the situation, Tharros," she said softly. "And we'll make sure you're prepared for any eventuality."
Father smiled, "but the dragon king had him on a leash. I hope that was true!"
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Father's comment. "A leash?" I repeated, wondering what kind of control the Dragon King had over Kaiven.
Father's smile grew wider, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Well, not literally, of course. But it's said that the Dragon King has certain...arrangements in place to keep Kaiven's more destructive tendencies in check."
I nodded, fascinated by the complex web of power and politics in the dragon world. "I see," I said, my mind racing with questions and possibilities.
Father continued explaining, "But there hasn't been reported about that, and it has been like a while since someone sees him, and everyone knows he is alive from" Father paused
"the whispers and rumors," Mother finished for him, her voice low and thoughtful. "It's as if Kaiven has gone underground, biding his time and waiting for the perfect moment to strike."
Father nodded in agreement. "Yes, and that's what worries me. When a dragon like Kaiven goes quiet, it's often a sign that he's planning something big."
Mother spoke, "but the dragon king is not afraid he did once say that he knows where he is at, but didn't say where he seems positive and at the same year Astridra went missing and the dragon king seem not surprised as if he knows that she is with kaiven!"
I listened intently, piecing together the complex dynamics between the Dragon King, Kaiven, and Astridra. "So, the Dragon King might be aware of Astridra's situation with Kaiven and isn't taking action?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.
Mother's expression turned thoughtful. "It seems that way, Tharros. The Dragon King's priorities are often shrouded in mystery, but it's clear that he has a deep understanding of the workings of the dragon world."
Father added, "And perhaps he's playing a longer game, using Kaiven and Astridra as pawns in his own plans."
Mother bonk father head "no he seem to have been dealing with his antic and he said that kaiven is underground and not coming out for some reason!"
Father rubbed his head, chuckling. "Ow, my love. No need for the bonk."
I giggled at the sight, feeling a warmth in my heart at the playful exchange between my parents.
Mother smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I'm just keeping you in line, Aetherius."
Father grinned, wrapping his arm around her. "I suppose I deserved that."
The two of them shared a tender moment, their playful banter a testament to their loving relationship. I smiled, feeling grateful to have such a strong bond between my parents.
As they hugged, Mother whispered something in Father's ear, making him chuckle. I couldn't help but wonder what she had said.
Father's eyes sparkled with amusement as he looked at me. "Your mother thinks I'm getting too old for these stories, Tharros."
I laughed, knowing that Father would always be a bit of a kid at heart.
Mother sighed. "Either way, it is weird that there was no report who his parents were, and if they even exist in the first place!"
Father nodded in agreement. "Yes, Kaiven's origins are shrouded in mystery. Some say he might be a dragon of legend, born from darkness and chaos."
I frowned, intrigued by the enigma surrounding Kaiven. "It's strange that no one knows anything about his family or background," I said, my curiosity piqued.
Mother's expression turned thoughtful. "Perhaps that's what makes him so powerful – the unknown can be both fascinating and terrifying."
Mother spoke, "There was one rumor that he was creating God that didn't think that he would be this bad or the demon lord that was originally supposed to destroy humanity!"
Father's eyes widened in surprise. "A God or a Demon Lord? That's a new one," he said, his voice filled with intrigue.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I listened to the rumors about Kaiven's potential origins. "Which one is true?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.
Mother shrugged. "No one knows for sure, Tharros. But one thing is certain – Kaiven's power and influence are not to be underestimated."
Father sighed, "The most earlier report about when he was young, he was a sub-adult dragon, and that was when he destroyed a human empire by devour and other things! And no humans survived, at least not what I know!"
I felt a chill run down my spine as Father's words painted a vivid picture of destruction and chaos. "A whole empire, gone?" I repeated, trying to wrap my head around the scale of Kaiven's power.
Mother's expression turned grave. "Yes, Tharros. Kaiven's reputation as a force of nature is well-deserved. He's a reminder of the dangers that lurk in the world, and the importance of being prepared."
Father nodded in agreement. "Let's just hope that Astridra can...influence him, for the better."
I question, "How strong is he?" Father answered "about almost the same amount as the dragon king!"
My eyes widened in awe as Father's words sank in. "Almost as strong as the Dragon King?" I repeated, trying to comprehend the enormity of Kaiven's power.
Mother's voice was measured. "That's what makes the Dragon King's relationship with Kaiven so complex. They're evenly matched, and that balance of power is precarious."
Father nodded. "Yes, and with Astridra potentially by his side, the dynamics could shift dramatically."
I question, "Is that all we know about him?"
Father seem hesitated "well that was only like 99.99% we know about kaiven not from us but every dragon! And there is still so much more to learn about his history!"
I leaned in, intrigued by Father's words. "What do you mean there's still more to learn?" I asked, sensing that there were secrets and mysteries surrounding Kaiven that even the dragons didn't know.
Father's expression turned thoughtful. "There are whispers of dark secrets, hidden powers, and unexplained events surrounding Kaiven's past. Some say he's connected to ancient prophecies or forgotten lore."
Mother added, "The dragon world is full of stories and legends, Tharros. And Kaiven's story is one of the most mysterious and fascinating ones."
I nodded, my mind racing with the possibilities. "I see," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "So, there's still so much we don't know about Kaiven."
Father nodded. "Yes, Tharros. And that's what makes him so fascinating. The unknown can be both captivating and terrifying."
Mother smiled. "And that's why we need to be careful. We don't know what Kaiven is capable of, or what his true intentions are."
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I thought about Kaiven's power and mystery. "I'll be careful, Mother," I promised.
Father placed a hand on my shoulder. "We'll all be careful, Tharros. But we also need to be prepared for any eventuality. Kaiven's story is complex, and we don't know how it will unfold."
I nodded, determination rising within me. "I'll learn more about Kaiven, Father. I'll uncover the secrets surrounding him."
Mother's expression turned serious. "Be careful, Tharros. The truth about Kaiven may be more than you can handle."
Father sighed, "And just know the dragon library has super low information about him!"
I raised an eyebrow. "The Dragon Library has limited information on Kaiven?" I asked, surprised.
Father nodded. "Yes, Tharros. It's as if the library's records on Kaiven are...incomplete. Some say it's intentional, while others believe it's simply a reflection of the mystery surrounding him."
Mother added, "The Dragon Library is one of the most comprehensive sources of knowledge in the dragon world. If they don't have much information on Kaiven, it's likely because it's not widely known or documented."
I felt a surge of determination. "I'll have to dig deeper, then," I said, my mind racing with possibilities. "Maybe there are other sources of information, other ways to learn about Kaiven."
Father laughed "look Tharros you not the only one who was trying to learn about kaiven history! There are so many dragon tries but fails. What do you think you can find something?!"
I look down. "I don't! May be you are right that there is no way to learn of kaiven history!"
I looked down, my shoulders slumping in defeat. "You're right, Father. There's no point in trying. Kaiven's history is a mystery that will likely remain unsolved."
Father's expression was sympathetic. "I know it's disappointing, Tharros. But sometimes we have to accept that some secrets are meant to remain hidden."
Mother nodded in agreement. "We've all tried to learn more about Kaiven at some point. It's okay to acknowledge that some things are beyond our reach."
I sighed, feeling a sense of resignation. "I guess you're right. I'll just have to focus on other things."
Father placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "That's the spirit, Tharros. There are plenty of other fascinating topics to explore."
I nodded, but a part of me still wondered about the secrets surrounding Kaiven's mysterious past.
I nodded again, trying to shake off the lingering curiosity about Kaiven's past. Father's words of comfort had helped, but I knew it would take time to let go of the fascination.
As the evening wore on, we continued our conversation, discussing other topics and sharing stories. The tension and intrigue surrounding Kaiven's mystery slowly dissipated, replaced by warmth and camaraderie.
As the night drew to a close, Father stood up, stretching his arms. "I think it's time for bed, Tharros. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."
I nodded, following him and Mother to our chambers. As I lay in bed, I couldn't help but think about Kaiven one last time, wondering what secrets lay hidden behind the veil of mystery.
But exhaustion soon took over, and I drifted off to sleep, the mystery of Kaiven's past lingering in the shadows of my mind.