Many demons avoided contact with people, and many of them even retreated to places where people did not come. This is partly because they have seen the immense power of humans.



　On the other hand, stone demons led relatively weak demons to live near humans where there were no strong demons, and eventually came to be called demon kings.



　The Stone Fiend tried to create a land of demons where weak demons could live.

　The demons he tried to protect were so weak that he even created demons similar to himself to guard his castle.



　Ironically, however, the stone demons were sealed away by the subordinates who betrayed the Demon King, and the castle was divided into two factions, the Old Demon King's faction and the New Demon King's faction, and things did not go well.



　After that, information gradually stopped coming in.

　In addition, I heard that many of the demons captured by Kunumu's companions were sealed up in dungeons or towers. Some of them escaped from dungeons, but most of them could not escape and were turned into dungeon bosses or used as nuclei for dungeon management.



　I walked around the world gathering information about my scattered friends, but few demons like dragons live for thousands of years, and gradually fewer and fewer people knew about the incident, and I myself grew weary of living.



　The life of a dragon is too long to live alone.

　The survivors died before me, and I saw them off each time.



　How much better it would have been if we had only had the same dragons with us.

　The colorful world of my friends died and the world gradually lost its color and became a world of black and white.



　My dragon friends and I grew apart and I decided to sleep in a place where no one would ever find me.



　I decided to sleep in a place where I would never see anyone again, where no one would notice me ...... and I would sleep deep in the snow. But humans appeared there too.



　By that time, I already knew that humans were weak and the strength of the tanums was extraordinary.

　I thought about killing them so that I could sleep peacefully, but I just couldn't do it. All they wanted was my magic. I thought about running away if they wanted my scales, but they didn't seem to want to wake me up either.



　I pretended to be oblivious so that I could sleep as quietly as possible and let them use me.

　The humans have converted the magical energy leaked from me into geothermal energy, and have changed the snowy places into snow-free places. Humans are interesting.



　Having almost no need to eat, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, sometimes people had changed, but they were basically the same.



　Their lifespan was just a sleep to me.

　My seal was made to be as easy on me as possible.



　A good night's sleep reminded me of happier times. When there was Khnum, when there were many fellow dragons, and when there were other races.



　Just remembering these memories is so sad that it brings tears to my eyes. A world that I thought would never end. I remember it again and again in my dreams. Words of Khnum.



--I would rather have a little happiness every day than chaos--.



　I never got to hear more about how he felt, and I never saw him or his friends again. All those threats just vanished.



　The world I saw back then, I didn't even recognize happiness.

　If I had known that day that we would part, what would have been the right thing for me to say to him? What could I have said to her that would have prevented the end like that?



　I can't stop thinking about that.

　I know there is no answer, but I still wonder what I could have done to make a difference.



　For a dragon with a long life span, I never thought about the importance of family.



　It's noisy, it's annoying, and it takes away in an instant what we take for granted. We thought we were the absolute strongest. The family that I thought would be with me for thousands of years was torn apart in an instant that day.



　I think about it all the time, even in my sleep.



　If I had known that day would be our last, what would have been the right thing to say to the family I thought would last forever?



　Our world, which I thought was the strongest, was destroyed in a flash by human hands.

　I still can't hate him, but I'm not a dragon.



　I knew I would die someday in the distant future.

　But I never thought it would be that day.



　There were so many unfulfilled promises.

　Sceneries I thought I would see someday because I thought I had a long time.



　The hot springs we talked about going to someday.

　The duel we were going to have someday.

　The world we promised to visit together someday.



　We could have done any of these things, but we never acted on them.

　I didn't know at that time that tomorrow, which I took for granted, was not predetermined.



　I should have listened more to my father's experiences, and I should have learned more about the manipulation of magic from my mother.



　I should have confessed my love to the girl I had a crush on and told her how important she was to me.

　All the things I put off ended up not coming true.



　Sometimes I remember such things, but I escape into my dreams. I forgot everything, the reality I didn't want to see, the reality I didn't want to remember, and just went into a world of happy days.



　But the humans didn't let me sleep peacefully after all.

　They tried to wake me up with their strange magic. It was a crude kind of magic, just like the ones I used to have.



　Over the months, they slowly disturbed my sleep. At first I didn't think it was a big deal. But little by little, it grew stronger and stronger, and I grew tired of its power to bind me.



　And then finally. They even broke the seal on me.

　I was careful not to break the boundary that could be broken at any time.



　I'm not going to let them get away with it anymore.



　That's what I thought when I woke up, but when I actually went outside and saw people, I couldn't kill them. I couldn't even aim at the city after all, so I decided to harass them by setting them on fire in an empty place.