A few hours before...

Alban, terrified and afraid to let go or fall, had clung to George's tail, securing himself with a leather strap.

In the rush and haste, the dragons had not paid attention, they were running away.

Then, crashing into the labyrinth, Alban came to his senses after the hard landing and saw several dragons.

He was like a coca can in front of these giants.

Blanche was the first to see him and screamed in draconian: "Shit!".

Everyone turned their heads towards Alban and he, as quick as lightning, started running through the labyrinth and entered small rooms with stairs going up in all directions, even to the ceiling.

Everyone went in pursuit of him.

Georges: "'It's Alban, Isolde's little brother....".

But it takes too much time to transform into a human being and you end up losing him in this endless maze.

I shouted: "Come back, Alban... we won't hurt you... I give you my word!"

But my answer was: "Monsters!"

Blanche: "I beg you, Alban... please come back... it's dangerous for you here.... there are monsters..."

But the bugger was invisible.

The octahedron, guided by me, launched its black rays to find him but to my great surprise, he managed to escape us.

But our mission had priority.

We kissed and I left with Georges. "Try to catch him without violence and get him out of here, I have a bad feeling."

Orichalcum called: "Alban... Alban... we beg you, come back...". We are friends with Baltes and Altus, we will help you...

A small voice.... "Liars!!!! I will believe only Marise... You dragons, take everything and leave nothing to people like me... and tell George that if Altus has forgiven him, I haven't!

You take everything from me! You monsters!"

Karrrine: "How?" she shouted.

Alban: "Georges will take Marise...." from me.

We then understood Alban's resentment ... a rivalry, a love triangle...

But Georges??? he wasn't there nor aware of it....

Kraa: "We'll talk to Georges... Marise is in the enemy camp..."

But Alban, did not fall into the trap and went along the corners, the corridors and arrived at the border of the darkness of Mark, and entering the zone of Blanche and there it was another setting and another spectacle.

But Alban, did not fall into the trap and went along the corners, the corridors and arrived at the border of the darkness of Mark, and entering the zone of Blanche and there it was another setting and another spectacle [https://img.wattpad.com/0198f208b2179722ccb17807bf43c2964fe427d2/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f33354e6c7a314a477675717636773d3d2d3937333530353331382e3136343234613135323964636365333834343736363734353731332e706e67?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

Everything looked the same and the corridors were endless.

Then he was attracted by noise... An infernal noise.

The noise of the forges. Brimstone, fire, sweat and coal.

Creatures of darkness inhabited this part of the darkness, controlled by Tiamat [https://img.wattpad.com/58bdcc2da4932497ea0fafaaf7deed0e5c874842/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f747441456f69575f57796f474e413d3d2d3937333530353331382e313634323461316438363630323436393634373035313634333338382e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

Creatures of darkness inhabited this part of the darkness, controlled by Tiamat.

And one of them, he recognized: ugly goblins.

They fed gigantic forges,

The metal flowed.

It all came from an awful black hole that spewed out minerals, energy, fire and products [https://img.wattpad.com/78e73a85301afb85e4f5ea5eb5174d18b29608f7/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f637768326d436b422d68425361673d3d2d3937333530353331382e313634323461326465363761363633323431323234393933353037362e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

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It all came from an awful black hole that spewed out minerals, energy, fire and products.

The forge became a monstrous factory.

Unknown but sophisticated lifting mechanisms were transporting plates, wheels, tubes and he recognized a product coming out of a machine at an infernal rate: shells.

Darkness produced weapons, weapons and more weapons.

Staying away, without being spotted, he recognized Oriharukon and White who were inspecting but also trying to find him.

They informed the goblins of Alban's presence.

Alban: "I knew it... they are preparing for war....nasty monsters. I have to warn Altus... he will know what to do....

He continued his spying.

And he came across a warehouse

Ancient and modern vehicles, like those of the Zergs.

Hundreds, no, thousands of war vehicles.

There were also tanks, jeeps, chopper(helicopters), jet fighter and jet fighters and innumerable spare parts there and there. and a mountaint of bullets, missiles and pointed things. and also thousand of swords..

Goblins were attaching magic gems to the vehicles and they modified and modernized themselves thanks to the magic infused in them.

In the distance, explosions... a huge smoking space... tanks and vehicles driven by goblins who were training to drive and maintain their equipment....

Alban: We're lost...

Then, the more it advanced, the more technology advanced...

Then he saw a silo with rockets inside it being extracted by a black beam from the octahedron.

He suspected that it was a terrible weapon...

Posters with a fire mushroom devouring a city and a ladder of destruction were even placed on the wall of the control room.

Then luminous drums, fluorescent green in the dark....

He approached and felt like heat and walked away but it it itched like a little burn.

"Shit, is that Iiberium???? And this amount???? They're going to blow up the country.

He scratched his hair but a clump remained in his hand...

"Ehhh?"

Blanche shouted in the distance. "Alban, stay away from the green lights, it's poison..."

Alban knew from his sister the dangerousness of Iberium but in the drums, it was terrestrial uranium...and it is even less good....

Continuously scratching himself, Alban arrived in front of the last hall, the chronotank room.

Mark had swallowed the armies and units of the time masters and the weapons had ended up here, under the advice of Tiamat, in their previous adventures, before the cataclysm but in a future not very far from here, the time masters having already perished.

A patrol arrived and he was in a control room testing the chronotanks.

They had the peculiarity of bringing back time to powerful enemies in an area, allowing them to have fewer enemies and to leave when they came back and for the ships and vessels, they collided with a part of themselves, causing unheard of damage.

Another ray fired by these tanks was an accelerated aging, making the enemies old and spoiled and unfit to fight. The effects were irreversible...

Seeing that the goblins were going to get back to their posts, he entered a " closet "...

But it was a technical room, unprotected and the gun had to hit a target, a test and unfortunately Alban had no protection and he fell, struck by lightning after the successful shot on a fixed target.

The goblins sounded the alarm and soon Alban was transferred to a hellish infirmary.

Indeed, the darkness here touched the hell of Tiamat (White). Despite her weakness (1 head) against 5, the goblins and a few minions of the chaos still constituted 2 legions compared to those of the infernal Tiamat (Mother of Ivan).

She trained the goblins to build, maintain and pilot Marc's mechanized units, well for them 5.

She followed the adage: To prepare for peace, it is better to prepare for war.

Orichalcum arrived first, followed by the others "Oh, my God, it's terrible....".

He looked at the console.

Goblin 1: "We found him there..."

Oriharukon: "How many electroseconds?"

Goblin 2: "His life is over, in 50 hours, he'll be dust..."

Then Ori turned to Tiamat: "I told you these weapons are dangerous... you see the accidents?"

Tiamat: "Zergian mutagenic weapons, you know them? And they also have the atomic...."

Karrrine held Alban in her arms...

Alban, losing his strength quickly...

"Why all these weapons??? what we have done to you to deserve this???? We just wanted to live and be happy..."

Kraa caressed and initiated minor treatments to shorten the pain that was growing...

Alban began to cry... I will never have known love...

Kraa: "I forbid you to die! You are going to live!

She turned her head towards Oriharukon who lowered his head and nodded his head...

Oriharukon: "It is to flee, these weapons... the Zergs want to deliver White to Tiamat, the infernal one to assimilate her, to kill her by forcing the fusion... Tiamat the infernal will be much stronger and White will have ceased to exist. We are looking for the dragons that are in fact our children and grandchildren. They are in danger. Tiamat and Tania will not hesitate to trade them for White...

She is part of the family now...

Alban, dying, "I would like to see Blanche... touch her..."

Tiamat "Blanche" approached, crying. "I'm sorry... it was an accident, I'm sorry, Alban.

Alban touched the muzzle of the goddess with his withered hand.

Alban: "Much has been said badly about you ... but I see you still have a heart ... stay like that."

Then Tiamat stood up and said, "We will save him!!!!".

She grabbed Alban's small body, coughing like an old man, his hair falling out, revealing a bald head.

Tiamat then approached the forge and asked for the help of an octahedron.

"Octahedron, can he be dragonized in his condition?"

The immense geometric figure, like a sun of darkness covering this infernal dimension, pivoted and a black ray struck poor Alban.

---- No viable cells ---

100% of the organic matter is lost. Draconization impossible.

Alban is lost...

Then she reflected and looked at a fighter plane...and remembered an indirect fight with the Inferno.

"The heldrakes.... yes..."

Then Tiamat threw an orb of energy at a fighter plane and shed blood on it. Then Alban's still living body magically lifted up and entered the luminous sphere.

Alban shouted "No...noon... NOOOOOOO NOT THISsssss!"

And everything merged.

The metallic creature with a little organic in it started to shudder, but exhausted, without energy, remained stuck to the ground [https://img.wattpad.com/f04d1e4ffb0ec8adb543cf3c08652b8e46976022/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f496b6254564d5450777953355a413d3d2d3937333530353331382e313634323461623663343233316133363533343331323837323139392e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

The metallic creature with a little organic in it started to shudder, but exhausted, without energy, remained stuck to the ground.

The four dragons came closer.

"What did we do???? Poor Alban....I hope that one day he will forgive us..."

Oriharukon: "It's a disaster.... We have created perhaps our worst enemy."

Blanche, crying: "I couldn't let that unfortunate man die like that."

Kraa: "In any case, you have changed a lot...".

Blanche : "Don't compare me with my past as a hydra .... please... it's too hard..."

KArrrine : "What are we going to do with him now????, what is he going to eat?????

Blanche ...: "As before... but with a lot of Tiberium...., metal and oil...."

We could hear the mechanism that constituted Alban purring.

Kraa: "What's that noise?"

Blanche "His reactor is heating up. It expands and its metallic blood is liquefying...

But its organic part will be able to make it evolve and it will always be able to reproduce itself...

Then, suddenly, Alban opened an eye...