Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

"C'mon, there is no risk in trying," he urged after ten minutes of complete silence. "With me you'll reach more heights, and your fear from the dark dragons retaliation towards you will be gone!"

"I can level up a couple of times safely now," Arthur argued.

"And then? You'll live your entire life afraid of making your rightful power grow stronger?" the dragon tried to reason with him, "this isn't the best option, not after having a better and safer one at the reach of your fingers."

"Tsk," Arthur sighed before adding like he was touched by the begging of the dragon, "make the vow and my system will judge."

"I vow on my innate soul essence as witness that I'll never touch anyone close or related to Arthur with any way possible, not now or in the future."

The moment he said those words, Arthur felt his soul tremble. "Wow, did you take an oath on your soul or mine," he exclaimed in surprise before the voice of the dragon came weaker than before:

"I just did my part, let your system testify."

"System?"

"Ding! He is valid," the system simply said before adding, "Ding! This oath is much stronger than you think."

"Sure, I just felt the shock of it," Arthur smiled before adding, "alright, master, what do you want me to do now?" He finally acknowledged the golden dragon as master.

"Phew, finally," the dragon heaved a long sigh of relief, "you got me worried for a second over there," he added before saying, "go and touch the golden energy with your entire body."

He paused before adding, "your human body would only work. If you touch it with your dragon body, the aura will retaliate and you'll have another illusion to assault you."

"Wow, your energy is all about illusions then?" Arthur was speechless.

"It's not, but the strongest thing about it is the soul element, not just mere illusions," the dragon seemed to be discontent with Arthur's shallow understanding. "Sigh, you really lack a lot in terms of soul matters."

"I admit," Arthrur laughed before glancing over that golden ball for long minutes. "Will I be safe there?" he asked.

"My energy is strong indeed, and considering having the opposing dark dragon energy in you, I can't guarantee it would pass without great pain," the dragon said before adding, "but from golden fire you'll emerge, this is the end of it. You won't die, if that's what you are concerned about."

"Very reassuring," Arthur sneered before he went towards the golden ball while canceling his dragon transformation.

"One tip," the dragon suddenly said before adding, "inside you'll hear many callings to summon your dragon form. Don't follow the voices no matter what! If you do, then your life will be in danger, and even I can't save you."

The warning made Arthur pause before nodding, "thanks for the tip," he muttered before raising the stick, "what about it?"

"It's the key to absorbing my energy safely, so keep it all the time within your hands," the dragon answered.

"Alright," Arthur took a deep breath while trying to clear all the thoughts inside his mind, "let's do this."

He went directly inside the ball, and the moment he did he felt like someone had pressed the off switch of his life, and everything turned dark and scarily peaceful and silent all of sudden.

He didn't know how long he stayed there in this state, yet the first thing that alarmed him awake was this strange pain.

"Damn!" he cursed while opening his eyes to see the pitch darkness he was inside. "You didn't tell me it will be this severe, and assault my soul!" he complained.

Yet inside this place, his voice was the only voice he received. "Sigh, alone once more," he shook his head before turning towards the distance.

There, a tiny spark suddenly flashed like a dying star on the end of the universe. He focused his gaze again, as he didn't see the spark once more. "Illusion? Or misconception?" he muttered yet he didn't move his gaze away and waited.

"Here you are," he smiled as he saw that tiny spark again. "You are golden, that means you are the power I'm seeking," he wanted to move towards that little far away spark.

"Wow, I can fly!" he glanced over his body to see himself moving with great speed, silently without causing any sound. "My speed decelerated the moment I looked away from the star?" he muttered as he noticed once he observed his body moving around, the speed began to decrease.

"Let's test it then," he glanced over the direction of the spark, and he kept gazing at it for minutes before hurriedly glancing back at his body.

"It's indeed true," he muttered before returning to have his full focus over the tiny star.

He didn't know how much time passed but he was quite positive it was a lot. He moved inside this pitch darkness while the sparkling star kept being small and tiny.

"You are really far away, hehehe," he laughed while keeping his gaze upon it. "Or do I miss something else?" he had this sudden realization that made him start to think differently.

"Golden little sparkling star far away and I'm stuck inside this endless darkness…" he paused as his mind reached the answer at once, "this is me, this is the dark dragon energy I have."

His words were cut abruptly as he started to consider another thing. "I can't reach the golden star without abandoning the darkness first. But how can I abandon something that's part of me?"

Just as he said these words, a throbbing pain assaulted his soul, making him even scream. "What the hell?!!" he was shocked by this sudden attack of pain, yet this made him recall the words of the golden dragon.

"I will have pain to achieve my goal," he muttered, "so I have to repeat what I just said."

He took a long breath, preparing himself for what was going to hit him. "I want to abandon the dragonair's black power!"

"Ahh!!"