“A dragon?”
Receiving the report from her friend, Association President Dan Haera tilted her head with a smile.
“It is not common for a dragon to become an Evil God.”
[But it is not unheard of either.]
“Yes. That is the problem. This has become troublesome.”
Dragons possessed different natures in every dimension. Some were closer to beasts, while others acted as sages or received the role of a god. Yet they all had one thing in common.
In every dimension, dragons were called divine emissaries.
“If a dragon ended up in a state like that, its hatred must be immense. In no dimension has a dragon ever committed sin of its own accord and been transformed—and to the point of becoming an Evil God… That is rather….”
[It must have endured a great deal. The dragon, nature’s greatest defender, became none other than an Evil God. Merely being betrayed by all humanity or abandoned by its god would not have been enough.]
“Exactly what form did you say it had? Did you say beings resembling humans formed the dragon’s upper body?”
[Most of them looked like immature humans who had not even reached adulthood, crushed and stitched together. No, perhaps ‘crushed’ is not quite right. In places, they seemed to be shattered like pottery or stretched out like syrup….]
“From your description alone, I imagine an elongated Eastern dragon rather than a Western one. Hehe. I suppose you had no time to take a picture?”
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