Vampire's Slice Of Life



DUDUDUDUDUDUDUDU!

Intense drum rollings resounded in the battlefield Lith had just been thrown into.

The very first relic was of an ancient war dragon who was, as one would expect… at war.

It was a dusty battlefield; more correctly, everything was destroyed by the dragons and the battlefield was razed into a dusty desert. 

At one side was the earth tribe and at the other side was the dark tribe, clashing in a blood thirsty manner.

ROAAAAAARRRRRR!

"ALL HAIL LORD RUVIN!" A black dragon roared at the skies and charged towards the army of brown dragons at the opposite ends.

"THE DARK TRIBE WILL PAY FOR THEIR AUDACITY!" The brown dragons shouted and charged as well.

With how intense things were, it was obvious that both the parties were thirsty for each other's blood and wouldn't settle unless they killed or got killed. 

Information poured into Lith's mind and he got briefed with the dispute happening.

During the ancient times, there was a well between the earth and the dark dragon tribes. 

This well, when explored, contained profound treasures that could benefit both the earth and the dark tribes.

As it was in the middle, the two tribes fought for its seizure.

The situation between them escalated so much that one fine day, the lord of the dark tribe assassinated the son of the lord of the earth tribe.

The earth tribe thus declared an all out war and the intense clashes were happening over a reason completely unrelated to the well, which everyone was initially fighting for.

The ancient war dragon whose memories Lith was living in had something within him change during this point. 

What it was, what he did, how he did, it was all up to Lith to find out as he had become the war dragon himself.

He was living as the war dragon in this memory and was supposed to do things like him throughout the one thousand and one nights. 

If he failed to do things like him, he was bound to die.

Of course, Lith had the leeway to modify, adapt, and improvise. He could also do something better than what the ancient war dragon had done and could still survive.

Standing at the sidelines, Lith thought what could the ancient war dragon have done.

As he pondered while watching the two tribes curse and fight each other, he realized, 'ahh… dragons are simple minded creatures. If they have power, they could just stop everything by meddling in between.'

Understanding what to do, Lith chuckled and soared through the smoke-filled sky, extending his massive dark wings that belonged to the ancient war dragon. 

As he descended upon the chaotic battlefield, the rumble of his landing shook the ground beneath him. Both Earth and Dark dragons momentarily paused their brutal clash, their attention captured by the arrival of the ancient war dragon.

Lith gave them a domineering look and with a commanding presence, addressed the warring factions with his voice resonating with authority:

"Cease this senseless violence!"

The dragons were momentarily dumbfounded with the sudden intrusion and were too stunned to speak. 

Lith, with the same commanding tone, continued, as if he had years of wisdom,

"We are dragons, mighty beings of magic and strength. We must find a way to resolve this conflict without shedding more blood."

Suddenly, the warring dragons who were stunned, felt their emotions flutter. 

The dragons were hesitating and their eyes were flickering with uncertainty as they regarded the imposing figure before them. 

Looking at them, Lith knew his words held power, but breaking the cycle of violence would not be an easy task. He knew he needed to show them a different path, a way to bridge the gap between the Earth and Dark dragons.

Smiling, Lith decided it was about time he showed off some of his skills. 

Drawing upon his newfound abilities as a war dragon, Lith summoned a dazzling display of elemental magic.

His scales shimmered with a fusion of earth and dark energy — a representation of unity, and with a sweeping motion of his wings, he unleashed a wave of swirling energy that engulfed the battlefield.

The dragons were shocked to witness something so astonishing. They had never seen such magic before.

That was obvious as Lith wasn't someone from the past, but the future. 

Magic had advanced considerably by his time. 

As the energy subsided, Lith continued to demonstrat his mastery over both earth and dark magic. 

He shaped the terrain, creating a magnificent garden amidst the desolation, where lush vegetation sprouted from the barren ground. Trees intertwined with shadows, their branches laden with sparkling gemstones.

The dragons watched in awe, their aggressive postures relaxing as they took in the beauty that Lith had woven before them. 

Pretty soon, Intrigued and drawn by the allure of the enchanted garden, representatives from both tribes approached hesitantly.

With an outstretched claw, Lith gestured for them to come closer. "Behold, the abundance that lies within unity," he declared. 

"The treasures of the well can benefit both the Earth and Dark tribes. Let us share in its wealth rather than fight over it."

The words may seem cringe, but this was the ancient time and Lith had to be smart enough to not use fancy lingos. 

He had a vast amount of information about the past and was well-versed with history. He knew what to say and what not to.

The Earth and Dark dragons exchanged glances as they heard Lith's words. Their hardened expressions softened and they began to see the possibilities of cooperation, of setting aside their differences for a brighter future. 

It wasn't easy however, as the memory of their lord's slain son and the bitter grudges still lingered. Not to mention the countless dragons that had died in the battlefield currently and in the past due to this conflict.

They weren't stupid enough to believe someone like that, but the aura that Lith gave out clearly showed that he belonged to the war tribe — a tribe that was proficient in war particularly.

They knew that if he wanted to, he could join any side and fight till death.

They also knew he possessed the power to wipe them out as well.

The strength of a war dragon was never to be underestimated, they all knew well.

It was all thanks to this that Lith's intervention ended up igniting a spark of hope in these two tribes.

Dragons worshipped the ones stronger than them and since Lith was clearly stronger, they ceased the pointless battle and pondered over the shared benefits. 

Inspired by Lith's actions, representatives from both tribes stepped forward and tentatively extended their claws in a gesture of reconciliation, trying to settle aside their differences and mend ties.

It wasn't easy, but it was the only way forward, they all believed. 

Slowly, the dragons on both sides followed suit, until a line of unity formed, bridging the gap between them.

Lith watched with a sense of accomplishment and relief as the dragons began to converse, their voices carrying tones of curiosity and willingness to find common ground. 

The echoes of battle subsided, replaced by the murmurs of potential peace.

At that moment, Lith understood the immense responsibility he held as the war dragon. 

Resolving the conflict would not be a single act, but a continuous effort. 

He could understand what the ancient war dragon might be thinking of at this very moment and since he had a thousand more nights to spend here, he decided to guide the dragons toward understanding, collaboration, and a shared vision of prosperity.

As the sun broke through the clouds, casting a warm glow upon the garden of unity, Lith took flight once more, his wings carrying him to other regions in need of his intervention. 

This time, he had the much needed clarity and knew what he was supposed to do.

During this journey of his, he completely forgot that there was a curse that would come up in case he failed.

The curse was never on his mind and he was totally focused on solving issues of these dragons.

While he did that and showcased his abilities, his understanding of the elements was rising and he was becoming more and more proficient.

His understanding of Earth and Dark magic had been raised considerably and he was halfway through the Half King Rank attainment in these fields.

A thousand nights passed in a jiffy with him trying to resolve the problems of these two tribes.

As it was the dawn of the one thousand and one night, instead of being pulled out of the relic, something magical happened.