The Return of the Void Dragon

Signal Received

I had this weird feeling like I was being watched; this wasn't any normal stalker/spy. I could tell they'd been watching me for quite a while before I sensed them, they were quite powerful, even more, powerful than me. I can tell the general location of their presence, to the right at 60 degrees watching above the tree canopies.

By any other being, they would've only seen the faint glow of moonlight kissing their skin, but with magic sense, everything is clear as day. Teleporting behind them to act out a sneak attack is ideal. This is exactly why I am going this route, pink hair was in my vision, in the speed of this, you could only think. The girl with pink hair turned instantly after my teleportation, unsheathing her sword, it glowed blood red near my face before she sheathed it.

Taking a good look at my face before she slowly goes into an embrace, hugging me tightly and gripping my clothes she sobs,

"I thought you were dead! Everyone told me so, to not be so overly hopeful... I missed you, Uncle..."

"I missed you Milim, my death was physically not spiritually, so the void revived me. I am sorry I had to worry about you like that, anyway I can make it up?"

She shakes her head slowly, "Just stay with me a little longer..."

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"You know Veldora is here as well. In that tent over there." I point towards its general direction.

"Veldora? Were you responsible for his "disappearance"? You caused quite the commotion for the Demon Lords and human kingdoms."

"Demon Lord that Demon Lord this, from what I've known, they seem to be quite a recently formed group."

"Well, it was formed a couple of years before you know what..." she formed a bitter look, "it was created as a secret, an experiment that consisted of many of the most influential and powerful individuals known to mankind."

"Including true dragons?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, aunt is indirectly in it."

"Velzard?"

"Yeah." she nods. Well figured, she's always been by Guy Crimson's side since her growth into an adult. Surprisingly they're still this close after two thousand plus years.

Entering the tent that was mentioned earlier, Veldora lay wasted with a blanket covering his torso as he snores away with his mouth open. Milim looked disappointed before she jumped on his stomach,

"AHH! Huh- Milim?!"

He looked surprised as he held his stomach in pain, I'll leave them alone. Veldora always wanted to teach Milim and hang out, but Veldanava never allowed that. And it's for a good reason, don't feel too bad for him.

The goblins and Direwolves seemed curious in our Milim. I should introduce her to them, she'll be coming around often.

Veldora was telling Milim a story of his past, how he was this powerful figure and fought all his opponents and won. Milim was just obediently sitting on her shin listening along, waiting for his miraculous tale to finish, I dragged Milim out to the center of the camp.

"Hello, all! Great work at tonight's battle, I am sorry for the casualties that you wolves had to face tonight, burials will be made so they can forever rest in peace. I hope that small gesture will allow you to forgive me."

The crowd showed resounding cheers and applause of their gratitude to be spared, as they had said "war does not come without deaths" and "expect death as a warrior, and carry on". Word to live by no matter how grim it might sound.

"I would like to introduce a special lady." I turned towards Milim who waved to everyone with a smile.

"Milim!"