After several unsuccessful attempts, I couldn't separate our minds from our 5 heads to become a normal dragon again and tried the complex humanization spell, to regain a human appearance.

Savannah threw a tantrum that was quickly replaced by endless grief.

"It's... It's horrible to end up like this! "My flesh is a prison! Why!!! Why!!!

Look at me... I only have a head and a neck on your body! I want to die. I should have stayed cut in two on the plane...

I stroked her with my paw and licked her muzzle.

"NO!! no... don't touch me!"

I was defeated and kept bugging my children to look for ancient or unknown spells. Even the frozen deities wouldn't respond, even under the promise of being released.

My son and daughter were the same...

They cried like Savannah.

And. Imperator/Blackthorne was no better.

He was a broken dragon lord and completely disoriented.

"If you could tear my head off and have it all silk!"

I said nothing, but I had a spell I feared above all else, an angelic spell of Rebirth.

It was on principle to abandon everything and trust in God and one's creator and accept the blessing of reincarnation.

But I didn't want to die, I was afraid.

I was afraid I'd ruin everything, that all my efforts would be in vain.

The world had evolved. Even magic, human culture had taken its place again, as had the ancient cults.

They even rebuilt the Vatican and Mecca! But with the obligation to worship me even if it was useless. It was to keep them all together.

Roads were rebuilt, wooden villages were quickly replaced by concrete and glass structures, and the first skyscrapers were under construction.

Trucks, buses, trains. Everything was moving forward as if 2,000 years had passed, but in just 75.

Many had died of old age, accidents and even when I was begged to be resuscitated, it was in exceptional cases and only children, grandchildren. But few came because they feared me, and now I was in space, in an ethereal dimension.

Then, asleep, with my 4 other heads exhausted with grief, I had a nightmare and recited the angelic psalms, mistaking my fate.

And even though it was just a dream, I felt a kind of acceleration between 2 luminous planes, and after an immense flash of light, I found myself in deep space, admiring a spiral galaxy.

It was miraculous.

I could hear voices and a dragoness crying.

"CRUEL CRUEL! I will find you!!!"

"Who was that dragon? Who was Cruel? I had no idea, but I could see other galaxies and one of the branches made a filament of stars and was attached to a weeping dragoness. She disappeared into the stars through this filament, returning to the center.

Then I looked at my belly and saw that I was a dragon again.

I was happy and wanted to fly to the stars and back to my world, but I saw that I also had a filament connected to my belly and that lots of stars were coming out of me!

"NO!!! NO!!!! "not this!!! i don't want to die! i don't want to die!

I screamed "I WANT TO LIVE!!!" "PALADIN!! MOMAN!! HELP!!"

I saw my friend's face made of stars.

"This is not the end, Daathr.... this is the beginning!"

"I WANT TO GO HOME! HELP!! PITY"

The face frowned and took the shape of a foot

"YES HIT ME!!! I want to wake up!"

But the stars were draining me from the inside.

I used my paws to stop the bleeding and grabbed the cord, then with my teeth to sever it.

But my teeth and paws disappeared in a spray of stars.

I screamed at the galaxy and shouted: "I HATE YOU! I'M GONNA DEVORRRRRE YOU ALL!"

And I opened my mouth to let my black hole escape, but nothing happened. Yes... the black hole followed the stars... A small black star joined the galaxy.

"That's it! Devour the center!"

Then my chest, my wings and my whole body disappeared. I heard just one last cry from the other heads, connected to the filaments of the galaxy, and then, suddenly, it was my head that disappeared and finally the blackness.....

Black...

More darkness Then

muffled, low, muffled noises like screams at the bottom of a swimming pool, and sounds of volcanoes, of stones sliding over each other.

Nothing came to mind and I wanted to cry.

What's happened to me? What have I done?

Then I started to moan.

I remembered my life before, on earth, the good times and the bad.

My armchair in the living room with my dog on my lap in front of a hearth with a cosy fire and the silence cut by the ticking of an old mechanical clock.

In the distance, you could hear cars passing by if the wind was blowing towards the house.

I could see the window again, with the rain tapping on the panes and the steady drip of water into the gutter, and while stroking the head of my old sleeping dog, I read my newspaper with one hand and put it down to take my cup of coffee.

I must have been 20, but I was good. The TV was off, and the Internet was still just a geek project, but it was in all the papers.

My wife was just my girlfriend at the time, and I missed those good times.

Then other memories came back, but the bad ones I didn't think about.

At least I tried, like the day my Dobermann died. My faithful friend.

My parents and I were inconsolable and, instead of leaving him at the vet's, we decided to bury him in the garden and plant a holly tree that would bear red fruit for Christmas decoration.

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Then I began to feel my hands and arms.

I wanted to scratch my nose, but it was a snout.

AH! Dragon! Again!

I wasn't human... no longer human...

It was as if that cycle was over, then I fell back asleep and was in my dragon and leviathan memories.

But... deep down... I'd had a miserable life... Torture, suffering, rage, hardship, yet I wasn't a bad person.

I started crying again. I no longer had the courage to fight, I wanted to sleep so I wouldn't wake up again. I longed for emptiness, but part of me was afraid of the final void, the total end.

I whimpered and begged. I couldn't stand the fear any longer. I couldn't stand the pain.

Then I thought back to my grandmother and me riding on an octopus-shaped carousel.

At first, there was pleasant music and I felt like I was dancing, then screaming and the music became hellish and I was shaken in all directions and, trapped, I put my head on my grandmother's back shouting "STOP THE MACHINE! STOP THE MACHINE".

Since then, I've shunned fairs and it was years before I bought a hotdog at the fair...

Then I felt tight and hot. Sometimes I could see light in the sky, which I could now touch.

I realized I wasn't in space but... in an EGG!

yes.

an EGG!

"NOOOOnnnnnnnn" not all over again...... no..no no!!!!!

Then, from time to time, I would feel myself being turned over and the warmth would then remain pleasant.

I was more and more conscious and the dreams disappeared, but I felt a presence.

Someone watching over us.

I wanted to scream, "Blackthorne? Are you here?"

But only a wet, airless gurgle came from my mouth.

I was tight, hungry and had to pee... And breathing my own urine was out of the question, so I pushed, pushed and kicked.

I put mana in my paws and ...CRACK

The light was intense and I had to close my eyes.

The first sensation I felt was...cold!

I was all wet and slimy, and the layer of albumin made everything even colder.

Then, to my surprise, the world went dark and I was in a maw that wasn't crushing me.

And, immediately, I felt warm. A wet, muscular form licked me.

It was a huge tongue cleaning me.

and... I recognized that tongue... those sounds, those movements.

And... I tried to open an eyelid and reflexively said, "MOMAN?"

And a magnificent sun lay before me, and then, as the blurred vision became clear again, I saw an eye... Huge, and bigger than me.

It was a red dragon!...

Then, turning my head in front of a huge creature, I realized it was Tiamat!..

AH!!! GLOUPS!!!

As I lowered my head in fear, I saw 4 more eggs...

They were the other heads and Tiamat had returned to her body!

At that moment, I knew that my adventure was over and that another world awaited me.

I was no longer an ultra dragon, nor a leviathan, nor a devourer... I was a baby dragon!

Tiamat took me against her and incubated the other 4 eggs.

She was happy.

And I was afraid...

I was afraid of Tiamat.

And I feared... the peck!!! Especially as I knew she was fond of human flesh.

I trembled with fear and cried.

Her main head came under her wing and asked... "Little..., are you cold?"

I didn't dare speak.

But I said

SQUEAK!!!

At least I understood what she was saying...