GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

When he was ready, he advised the Will of the realm, "Think of the benefits as you undergo this painful process so that you can hold on. I know that you don't have mortal feelings or weaknesses, but you might need the motivation. Find a way to motivate yourself so that you can survive. Think of your children if you must. Either you survive or you will explode, and they die."

The dragon king then explained what was to be done to the sapling. The landmass was then pushed into the sapling. Most saplings are bigger than the landmass, but they always explode when they try to assimilate the indestructible fragment into their existence. The problem is not a matter of size. There's just too much of a difference in their state of existence.

Unexpectedly, this sapling managed to survive the grafting process. It is because it is truly special. It had broken up its core and separated them into different spaces. This was a dangerous and exhausting process. But it ensured that the different races had space to grow.

The indestructible landmass was anchored to one of the separated spaces. The sense of rejection wasn't high because the whole core wasn't fighting against the indestructible landmass. Just one of the separated spaces was sacrificed to allow the grafting.

It was still painful, as part of the Will was destroyed in the process. But it succeeded, so the dragon blessed the sapling with energy so that it wouldn't collapse under the burden. This continued until the period of assimilation was over. The sapling had survived and had grown stronger because of the experience.

The dragon king chuckled and said, "You greedy thing. You took more than you needed."

The sapling was indeed greedy. It took more energy than it needed to survive and used it to create a powerful race of its own. This is a race with potential borrowed from the blood of the dragon king.

The dragon king mocked it. "Unfortunately, power is not enough for greatness. Wisdom and knowledge are necessary. If you had those, then you would have created a more powerful race than what you managed to cobble together."

The dragon king knew what the sneaky Will was trying to do. He knew that the Will was trying to create a countermeasure to what he did.

The Will succeeded in creating a race with the power it stole. It is a race with a huge amount of potential and an absurd affinity for power. They were even paragons.

But the sapling was too young and inexperienced. It couldn't create something better. It certainly couldn't create something as powerful as the descendants of the dragon king.

The dragon king didn't mind the scheme. He said, "This is good too. If anything, they will serve as a foil to sharpen my offspring."

The dragon king had used his blood to create a powerful race in the sapling. For this reason, it protected the sapling until it matured into a tree. This happened very quickly due to the presence of the two races with immense potential in the realm.

The maturation of the realm meant that it had gained the protection of the realm. Beings like the dragon king would need to fight the void universe itself to harm it.

"Goodbye, little one. I hope you do not die with the universe, and I hope the race you created won't disappoint you."

Then the dragon king left the seed bed. Its prodigious form ascended to continue its mission.

The three younglings marveled as they heard the story. They can just imagine how much effort and time the dragon put into searching for immortal lands, grafting them into realm trees, and using them to raise his descendants. These feats alone show just how powerful the dragon king is, and they filled them with awe.

Their mother said to them, "And that is how our ancestral ground was created and why it is indestructible. It is not like the weak and puny planes that reject us and are too weak to accommodate us. And we are also not like the puny race that the Will of the realm created from the energy of our ancestor. Unlike them, we were actually created for greatness."

The three of them agreed. "Yes, we are stronger."

"We are dominators of magic and not servants of mana like them."

"We are the greatest race."

The dragon king was right. The race the Will of the realm created couldn't achieve greatness. They had potential, but they were too sympathetic and kind. They didn't want to hurt anyone. All they wanted was to live in peace with others, so they didn't actively pursue strength. That was to be the cause of their doom.

This special race liked peace, but their flesh could also resurrect the dead. They ought to have kept something like that secret, but the two of them sacrificed their flesh and the power contained within it to help others. Unfortunately for them, others were greedy, and they were weak. They couldn't defend themselves when enemies came to enslave them.

What's worse is that their immense potential wasn't inherited by their offspring. So the plan of the Will of the realm died with them when they died. The only remnants of that special race are their diminutive descendants.

Unlike their parents, who were magic and mana themselves, their descendants became servants of mana. It is something that makes dragons laugh whenever they think about it. After all, they were made with the same energy. One died, while the other prospered and became feared throughout the whole realm.

Of course, the dragons ignore the fact that these so-called servants of mana managed to produce a realm lord while they struggle to create concepts with more than one law.

But they are not wrong. Dragons are far stronger than high elves and their weak ancestors. They were made from actual greatness, not the energy produced by greatness. They are power incarnate and will one day be as great as their dragon ancestor. The blood of their ancestor is the source of their power and their pride.