Vessel

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"What a pathetic thing you are. And you call yourself a dragon? Don't you dare even step in front of me again, you're not even worth killing, weakling!"

Those words, spoken by the Venerable of Flames, the Savage Barbarian King of Muspelheim, hurt Emerald more than any wound could have hurt him.

Despite how strong he had grown, he was nothing before this monster, he was humiliated, his wings were burned to a crisp, and his claws tore apart.

His beak was crushed and shattered into pieces, his face, disfigured and half-burnt, wasn't even finished off, as the Venerable spit on his face, burning him with his own magma, and walking away after treating him worse than trash.

As he was being slowly healed, the explosion happened, and everything ended like it was right now…