In a large mountain range which was avoided by both humans and monsters a large and powerful dragon lived in seclusion. Its grey body that resembled a rock, as it was laying on the ground had a rough and strong feel to it. Opening its golden eyes they had the feeling of ancient wisdom, but also sadness and loneliness no human could ever understand. It raised its majestic head as it looked up to the dark and cloudy sky while feeling sad, extremely sad.
"Why do I feel like this" he thought, "I am the strongest no one in this world is my match yet I feel so empty?"
These were his thoughts for the last thousand or so years.
He wasn't always like this though he too used to go slaughtering for months somerimes years at a time when people, monsters or demons annoyed him. But that was tens of thousands years ago.
"Being immortal what good is it to me who has lost his will to live?" The dragon once again sighed, "Maybe it's time?"
He wanted to remember the time when life wasn't so grey.
*Status* he thought
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Name: Old Dragon
Age: 673,042 Race: Immortal Dragon Lord
Level: 10,000 (the upper limit of Immortal Dragon Lord) Gender: Male
Titles: Slayer of humanity, Savior of humanity, Immortal, Slayer of monsters, Savior of monsters, The one who devours all, etc...
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Health: 360,000 / 640,000 Mana: 970, 000 / 970, 000
Strength: 130,000 Agility: 100,000
Vitality: 128,000 Dexterity: 80,000
Intelligence: 97,000 Wisdom: 112,000
Skills
Devour (active), Dragons Breathe (active), Dragons roar (active), Dragons will (passive), Immortal (passive),
Lords privilege (passive)
Warning: Host has lost the will to live, as an immortal you will slowly lose health overtime unless you regain your will to live.
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As the dragon read through his status he felt even more sadness.
"My name? I know I had one now I have forgotten it aswell" He mumbled.
He closed the status window. Once again he couldn't remember.
He roared towards the heavens causing earthquakes. Then he flew to the highest mountain and did what he had prepared for the last one hundred or so years. He died. But he did not feel sad in his last moments he felt relieved he would finally be free.