In this moment, Louis understood why the Dragon King chose not to interact with the world more often.
Even a single word could cause such a sudden shift in spacetime.
And before him stood…
A giant of incomprehensible scale.
So massive it towered higher than the tallest mountains and the skies themselves.
The only parts Louis could properly see were two enormous, scaled dragon claws and a rising, towering, muscular, monstrous figure.
Scales gleamed like rainbows, forged from the brightest crystal in existence. A pair of eyes resembled glowing stars above a starry night.
This immense, incomprehensibly powerful being…
"A-Ahh…"
Louis felt such overwhelming shock that his existence began to twist. For a moment, he started melting into watercolor-like essence.
The purest form of Fantasy.
"My grandson. It is good to see you alive and healthy."
"…"
Louis couldn't speak. He simply couldn't. He couldn't even look up—the rays from the king's eyes burned his soul and existence.
