In the grand palace of the creator god Veldanava, the eldest of the True Dragons, a peaceful atmosphere enveloped the area until he felt a strong energy emitting from the sun. Then he went out of his palace and looked at the sun, "What is happening to the sun? An unknown but strong energy is emitting from it. What could this mean?" He thought and quickly flew towards the sun at full speed..
At first, he went through the air, then the atmosphere, beyond the sky, and even crossed space to finally reach the source of the energy. It wasn't some dangerous or malicious energy but an egg.
"Well, seems like I am about to have a new sibling," thought Veldanava with an excited look as he approached the source of energy. It was a golden egg shining as brightly as the sun itself.
Veldanava stood there in the wide space of stars near the sun, not affected by its heat at all, patiently waiting for the egg to emerge and give birth to the new True Dragon.
The process took a very long time. "Why is the process taking so long?" thought Veldanava, as many days had passed, maybe even months, but the egg didn't budge at all. Then Veldanava observed the process happening. The sun's fire, light, and energy—more specifically magicules—were coming from the sun into the egg. "The sun itself is connecting to the egg. That means…" Veldanava's eyes widened. "The sun is combining itself with the egg. Now I understand. It's truly fascinating—a new element merging itself with a being. Like how Velzard is related to ice and Velgryn is related to fire, those two have power over their elements, but this new egg is absorbing the sun's energy itself. At this rate, this egg will be the living embodiment of the sun."
Veldanava stood there, even more intrigued, and patiently waited. No one knew how long it would take, but he knew one thing—whatever emerged from the egg would be a force to be reckoned with.
Maybe minutes, hours, then days, and even months passed. For Veldanava, it was nothing, as he was the creator god, and time had little meaning to him. He was ageless.
But for the central world that he had created, it was different. All of Veldanava's creations were in panic as to where their creator god had gone for so long.
At Veldanava's palace, we see a woman with four wings, pure and white but kept hidden, with a worried and anxious look. She said, "Where is Lord Veldanava? How can he disappear into thin air? It's not possible for him to just vanish. Is he even alive?" she asked her colleagues in a very anxious tone. She was Obera, a very serious and duty-bound individual. She was a beautiful woman with black hair comparable to the night sky itself, eyes shining like stars, and four vertical teardrops on her forehead.
Then another woman, who had tanned skin with wavy red hair and golden eyes, replied, "We have to do something, but what? Where could Lord Veldanava have gone?" said the now-known Garasha. She wore a sleeveless outfit mixed with yellow and black fabric and pieces of silver-like armor. White wings adorned her back. She also had a shield on her back with a silver design resembling her angelic wings.
Then a petite girl with green eyes and light blonde hair tied in pigtails, wearing a violet shirt with gold trim, a short black skirt, violet striped stockings, white boots, and a black shawl, was panicking. On her back were three sets of wings iconic to a seraph-class angel, hidden under her clothes. "What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do?" she kept repeating. This was Pico, in a state of tension and anxiousness.
"Calm down, Obera, Garasha, Pico. We still don't know where Lord Veldanava went, but we can be sure of one thing—he is alive," said Dino, a handsome, youthful man with messy silver hair. He had six pairs of white wings. He wore a purplish-pink shirt, white pauldrons, and a green cloak, with twin swords sheathed around his waist. He tried maintaining a nonchalant exterior but was anxious inside and thought, "Where is Lord Veldanava? Where could he have gone? If he doesn't return, everything will be in chaos."
Then another male angel jumped into the conversation. "Lord Veldanava wouldn't disappear into thin air without any reason. It might be some strong force that caused it. We must search for him and find him as soon as possible," said Cornu in an angry and anxious tone. Cornu was another archangel created by Veldanava. He had three pairs of pure white wings hidden on his back, a well-developed muscular body, pure white robes, and eyes that resembled a predator, looking quite menacing.
"Calm down, Cornu. Nothing will happen to Lord Veldanava, and if something does happen to him, there's nothing we can handle if even Lord Veldanava himself couldn't," said Zalario. He had the appearance of a handsome man with long black hair. He wore armor with a black and gold glow covering his torso, concealing his pure white wings. He had red marks on his face and was a cool-headed guy who didn't like fighting, but he was not someone to push around. He could go toe-to-toe with any angel.
"So we're supposed to just sit around and do nothing? You may be a coward, Zalario, but not me," said Cornu, frustrated at the prospect of sitting idle while Veldanava was missing.
"Watch your tone, Cornu. I won't tolerate your disrespect," said Zalario, narrowing his eyes. Cornu was about to reply, but everyone was silenced as they heard—
"SILENCE!" yelled Feldway, and everyone quieted down. He had the appearance of a handsome man with dark blue eyes and white hair, with two horns pointing out from his head. He wore a black set of armor with white robes given to him by Veldanava himself. "We are Lord Veldanava's first creations, and if we're so out of control just because he disappeared, it's a disgrace to him. So control yourselves."
All the angels listened to him. "So, what should we do, Feldway?" asked Dino.
"For now, let's keep everything as it is to maintain control. We can't let the world know that the creator god Veldanava is away," Feldway replied, and everyone nodded in agreement.
"Where are you, Lord?" thought Obera as she looked up in worry.
Back at the sun, Veldanava still waited patiently and was observing the egg. His intense gaze was fixed on it, waiting for it to emerge.
Then there was a crack in the egg. Veldanava's eyes widened a bit as more cracks appeared. The egg finally crumbled away, and from it emerged the True Dragon of the Sun.
The sun glowed even brighter, as if in response to the Sun Dragon's birth. The True Dragon of the Sun had a massive frame, exuding a radiant golden aura that seemed to shine even in the darkest places of the universe. His scales shimmered like molten gold, each fused with fiery energy. His wings were vast, resembling radiant solar flares, their edges glowing with the intensity of the sun's rays.
His eyes were like twin suns, glowing with a piercing golden light. His long, elegant horns curved backward like beams of sunlight reaching into the sky, with fiery ridges that burned with constant solar flames, their bright light enough to cast long shadows during the day.
His claws were as sharp as the rays of solar flares, capable of tearing through anything in their path. His tail was long and powerful. He was the embodiment of the sun, representing its creation, preservation, and destructiveness.
The Sun Dragon didn't move at all, simply looking around to observe his surroundings. When he looked at the sun, his eyes widened and thought,' What the hell? Is this the freaking sun?' staring at the massive ball of fire far larger than him.
'Why the freak am I here? And why am I not burning alive? And why am I in space? And how can I breathe?' So many questions rang in his mind as he panicked, but his panic was broken by the appearance of a handsome man whose features were partly those of a man and partly those of a woman. He had modest stature, black hair, and blue eyes. His long hair was littered with white specks, resembling the night sky.
The Sun Dragon stood there, unsure of what to do, as he could tell the man in front of him wasn't normal. But then Veldanava smiled.
"Well, hello, brother. It's nice to meet you for the first time."
The Sun Dragon just looked even more confused at that and asked, "Who the hell are you?"
Veldanava was taken aback by this impolite way of asking who he was, but then he chuckled, clearly amused by the young dragon's impoliteness.
"Well, my name is Veldanava."
'Veldanava? Why do I feel like I've heard that name before?
"And you, my little brother, are the True Dragon of the Sun and my younger sibling. Welcome to the family," said Veldanava with a smile, happy for the arrival of a new family member.
'Holy shimata, I have reincarnated into That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime. Well, I guess being a True Dragon is a plus point since it's the most OP race in Tensura. They can even be considered gods to some extent and are worshipped by some humans and monsters alike,' thought the Sun Dragon, as he knew True Dragons were the strongest race in this world, a race with limitless potential.
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