Top! An amazing plot twist has been introduced! Please do not die!

Jayen~

Words, words, words. Endless words that they feel the need to keep speaking, harsh, dragon words. I do not try to understand them at all. Let them talk on with their meaningless words.

I slowly stand up, shakily testing my legs. The dragon, a smaller one, keeps speaking. Sounds keep pouring out of his mouth on and on. He wouldn’t stop. Wouldn’t look up and i remember when they first brought me here, these dragons. I remember feeling so much pain. Horror. So much anger. But emotions die with time and l was no different. But l still remember. I remember their claws and fire, tearing, ripping me apart, breaking my spirit.

You think l don’t remember, do you dragon? You think l don’t know how your claws mixed with my crimson blood. You think i'm dead inside, don’t you? Just an empty shell.

I can feel it burning inside of me for the first time in years. I do not know what it is at first, this fire that burns and yet does not hurt, that seems to feel my thoughts with overwhelming brightness like the sun itself. Beautiful, dancing fire. Dangerous, beautiful, powerful fire. Everything that l wasn’t. Glorious fire.

“…….And they have arranged for the release–”

The dragon halts, a look surprise crossing his face. But l don’t notice him. I don’t notice anything anymore.

Beautiful fire. I can feel it spreading, roaring through my veins like death and live and everything else. Like beauty. Like powerful.

I stretch out my hand at the dragon.

Fire.

Power.

Light.

And in a roaring, rushing blast, the world seems to split, the dragons thrown against the other wall, i slammed on the stones.

And then silence. l slowly lift my head. All the fire is gone. Just echoing pan.

With a choking gasp, l sudden start breathing again, coughing, but then l can’t quit coughing and blood starts to stain the stones.

I can’t understand what just happened. I can’t seem to remember. Only fire.

Beautiful fire.