LOGINI had lived for 326 years, but no day has haunted me as the day I had died. Blood pooled on the ground, feeding the earth as the earth once fed me. A scream bubbled up in my throat, but I could not let it go. If I let it go, I would let go of all the memories encased within me. The happiness of being a mother. Joys of having a husband who lived for us. To know that he would come home and find a corpse waiting for him. It was too much to bare. Even my dragon heart could not withstand the utter pain wrenching open my chest. I was Caligo. A dragon of Darkness, now darkness is what I shall become. May Mother have mercy on them, for they do not know what they now had brought upon themselves. 8 Dragon clans, uniting over the loss of their beloved Darkness Heir. One who was, but shall never be again. May Father shine his light upon them, the way that only a Lumen of his rank could. May they pray to their gods now, for their devil has risen.
View More深夜近く、二十代半ばの青年は、ようやく仕事を終えた。全身から力が抜け落ちたような疲労感が体を支配し、アパートへ向かう足取りは重い。まぶたは鉛のように重く、こじ開ける気力すら湧かないまま、寝室へ直行する。ベッドに身を投げ出すと、うつ伏せのまま、意識は急速に遠のいていった──まるで深い水底へと沈み込むかのように。
しかし、次に彼が目を開けたとき、そこは馴染みのアパートではなかった。視界に飛び込んできたのは、木造の小屋と見紛うばかりの広々とした部屋だ。壁は重厚な石のブロックで築かれ、見慣れたものは何一つ存在しない。
「……今、寝たばかりだったよな……もう目覚めたのか? もう……朝なのか? はぁ……仕事に、行かないと……。ツラいが……起きないと……」
まだ夢の続きを見ているのだろうか。そう思いながら、彼はゆっくりと周囲を見回す。部屋全体から漂うのは、中世を思わせる古めかしい雰囲気。埃っぽい匂いが鼻腔をくすぐり、湿気を含んだ空気が肌にまとわりつく。ベッドの他には、空っぽの棚がぽつんと置かれているだけだった。
困惑が胸に広がる中、ベッドから降りようと足を床に伸ばす──だが、足は届かない。
「……え?」
視線を下げると、そこには見慣れない小さな手が二つ。腕も、体全体も……まるで幼い子供のようだ。驚きと混乱が入り混じった感情が、胸の奥で渦巻く。
「なんだこれ……夢なのか? ……夢、だよな? 寝たばかりのハズだし……」
半信半疑のまま外へ出てみると、そこは深い山の中だった。見渡す限り、果てしなく広がる鬱蒼とした森林と、威容を誇る大きな山々。鳥の声だけが木々の間で響き渡り、人の気配は、どこを探しても見当たらない。
頬を撫でる穏やかな風は、春か秋のような心地よさをもたらす。寒すぎず、暑すぎず、まさしく過ごしやすい気候だ。木々の葉擦れの音が耳に心地よく響き、土の匂いがふわりと香る。ふと近くを見ると、ちょうど腰を下ろすのに都合の良さそうな倒木が目に留まった。
そよ風が頬を撫でるように触れ、土と草の香りと降り注ぐ太陽の日差しの眩しさに温かさを五感に感じる、この感覚が妙に現実味を帯びて生々しい。
深い溜息を一つ吐き、彼はそこに腰を下ろす。混乱しきった頭で、状況を整理しようと試みた。
まず、ここは一体どこなのだろうか。
薄汚れた鏡で自分の姿を確認したときから薄々気づいていたが、やはり外見は幼い子供──おそらく十歳くらいだろうか。金髪に近い茶色の髪と、吸い込まれそうな金色の瞳。顔立ちは、美男子というよりは、誰もが振り返るような可愛らしい印象だ。
「……元の世界だったら、間違いなくモテモテだっただろうな」
自嘲気味に苦笑しながら、再び周囲を見渡す。この世界の治安も全く分からない。いくら考え込んでも、現状を打開する術は見つからないだろう。不安が胸をよぎるが、今はそれよりも目の前の現実をどうにかするしかない。
喉の渇きを感じた。思考を一旦中断し、彼は井戸か川を探すべく立ち上がった。
周囲を見渡しながら歩き出した、その一歩を踏み出した瞬間──空間に突然、ステータス画面が透明な光と共に現れた。
「……なんだ、これ?」
視線を動かすと、そこにはアイテムボックスのアイコンが浮かんでいる。試しに意識を集中させてみると、画面がスッと開いた。
中に入っていたのは──水袋、食料、ナイフ。必要最低限というべきか、たいした持ち物はない。
水袋をイメージすると、次の瞬間には彼の手の中に、革製の袋が確かに現れていた。その感触は、本物と寸分違わぬものだ。
「……おぉ!」
革製の袋なので、得体の知れない臭いや変な味がしないかと警戒しつつ、彼は慎重に口をつける。ゆっくりと喉を潤してみると──それは、何の変哲もない普通の水だった。口の中に広がる冷たさが、渇ききった喉を癒していく。
その「普通の飲める水」が、今の彼にとってはあまりにも貴重で、ありがたすぎる。
安堵の息を漏らしながら、彼は再びステータス画面を確認する。何か他に役立つ情報はないだろうか……。
そのとき、「初期設定」というアイコンが彼の目に留まった。ためらいながらそれを開いてみると──画面には、レベル、力、魔力、属性といった項目が整然と並んでいる。
「初期設定って……え?」まさか、自分の能力を設定変更できるというのか? 彼の心臓が、微かに高鳴った。
画面の説明を見る限り、一度設定すると変更はできなくなるらしい。ならば、当然、すべてを最大にするべきだろう。
とはいえ、本当にそんなことが可能なのだろうか? 半信半疑のまま「決定」を押してみると──
「……え?」
信じられないことに、すべての項目を最大値に設定できてしまった。彼の目が見開かれ、驚きが顔に貼り付く。
「マジか……」
これは、どう考えてもチート能力ではないか。こんな力を手にしてしまって良いのだろうか?さすがにやりすぎではないか? ……いや、これはきっと夢だ。夢の中なら、何をしても問題ないだろう。彼はそう開き直り、次に属性の設定に目を向けた。
「よし、全部取得っと。もちろん属性レベルも最大値に設定だ」
Present A canopy of green blocked out the sun, giving me a small reprieve from the blistering heat. Guards flanked my sides, sneering my way every so often. I was clothed. Fed. But grief drained my body and soul. Damos was close, his eyes scanning me from head to toe every chance he got. He had wrapped a locket in my clothes. I still couldn't decide if it was a sign of mercy or cruelty. A drawing of Elliana's was kept safely inside, unlike her. Mother would find her body soon enough. Grief laced through my body once more and I collapsed to the ground. Agony more fierce than the Crowning shoved its way up my throat. I paused a second, eyes blurring from tears. A guard shoved me forward but instead the food from earlier this morning came rushing up. I am loving my life.
The shock must have betrayed my features, because my father only chuckled in response. His eyes lit up a bit more as he looked towards me. "Yes, you were right to assume what Govander was, but what you didn't count on was that he sent me a message the moment you left the stall," Father explained and chuckled even louder now."Bastian!" Uma chided and slapped his chest, her eyes turning into glares. "It isn't funny, you know! You raised a smart one. Many dragons had passed through here in these last few decades and none of them even realised that Govander wore the pendant. Shame on you for belittling her!" Uma exclaimed with a look of fury in her eyes. Dad laughed some more, but sobered up almost immediately once he realized what Uma had said."Can we talk inside?" Bastian asked and jerked his chin towards the door, his eyes growing cold again."I'll put on some tea whilst we wait for my husband to return,"The little house was full of flowers on the
The boat docked a few kilometres from the northern entrance of Stygian. This left just enough time for my brain to tell me to throw myself off of the horse. A nice sharp rock should hopefully be available in the next few seconds. Not that apologizing to the humans was that bad. I even thought it a fair solution after I had caused them such a headache. But now I simply seemed a spoiled brat who wanted to rebel against my father. Cause mischief in the city so that he may finally pay me attention. That was further from the truth. A shop keeper just didn't want to sell Cyra and I clothes because we looked like whores and thought she could get a kick out of it. There was nothing I could do to appease a tyrannical dress shop owner except maybe work in her boutique for free for the rest of my life as to 'pay off my debts'.Father had also grown extremely quiet, only muttering to me that we would enter Stygian within the next few minutes. As if I couldn't see the looming gates.
A long silence filled the space between my mother and I. Her eyes darted towards the door every so often, in anticipation of my father, no doubt. I frowned at her but decided a change of pace would be best. There was no use in arguing with her once her mind was made up. I looked towards the massive granite doors, hoping they would bring in my father and free me of my guilty thoughts about Cyra. "When is father to arrive?" I asked tentatively. The door creaked loudly, almost instantly answering my question. The smell of freshly fallen rain and cigar smoke filled my lungs. Father walked in, his shoulders back, head high and strides long. This was his second home, even if it wasn’t decreed publicly, he sort of did own the place. He beamed when he saw me, white dress sparkling, hair loose in curls the way he loved it."Baby girl!" He exclaimed and rushed towards me."Daddy!" I yelled back and met him halfway. He wrapped his strong arms around me and squeezed tightly.
Breakfast was beyond tense. Mother had even poured herself a glass of wine, something she had never done before. Cyra had decided she would tune down her outfits for the day even. Mother had yet to give out her punishment, which made Cyra even more anxiety ridden. Neither of us had wanted to come down for breakfast, but Bastian would join soon enough. The only time I truly saw happiness within my mother was when my father visited. He brought out a light in her that no Caligo Queen had business possessing. In my younger years I wanted them to wed, for father to come live with us permanently. Now I knew that the cost of having me was already too great. The other clans would see the marriage as an insult and most likely rebel. It was fitting for a Queen to wed and name her husband prince, what wasn't fitting was having a dragon from another clan entirely be called such a thing. Balance was key in our very fragile world.Looking up from her wine, mother noted Cyra's lack of appet
I heard the front door open and close. Soft footsteps padded towards my bed and cinnamon hit my nose. Cyra had escorted herself in, it seemed. The bed dipped at the end as she sat. Abruptly, the covers were yanked off of me in a single swipe. Cyra whistled as she looked down upon me, smirk plastered to her face. I only glared in response, my entire body showing her my displeasure in her interruption. The day had been long and fast paced, I even skipped my nightly bath just so that I could be asleep before the sun broke the horizon."You are not very welcome here at the moment, try again when I had a few hours of sleep," I grumbled and shifted until I was comfortable. The cover wasn't necessary, so she could have it if she wanted, but sleep would be achieved within the next ten minutes."Don't be so drab. We have so much to discuss about the day and you have never needed beauty sleep," she explained and gave me a small wink. Cyra crossed one leg over the other, riding u
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