Pov Aetherius
As I lay on the warm, sun-kissed ground, I felt a deep sense of contentment wash over me. My family was thriving, and our little ones were growing stronger and more confident with each passing day.
Thyriatrix, my loving mate, was nestled beside me, her light green scales glistening softly in the fading light. I wrapped my wings around her, holding her close as we watched our children play.
Tharros, Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, and Kaidorix were chasing each other, their laughter and roars filling the air. Kieraxys and Niamon were playing together, their copper and lavender scales glinting as they tumbled and fell.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the landscape, Thyriatrix began to sing a soft, soothing melody. The sound of her voice was like a gentle breeze on a summer day, calming and peaceful.
Our children gathered around us, their eyes shining with wonder as they listened to their mother's lullaby.
I felt my eyelids growing heavy, and I let out a contented sigh as Thyriatrix's song washed over me.
As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, I felt my family's love and warmth envelop me, and I drifted off into a peaceful slumber, surrounded by the ones I loved.
As I slept, I was vaguely aware of Thyriatrix's gentle humming, her voice weaving a soothing spell around our family. The sound of our children's gentle breathing and the occasional soft rustle of their scales as they shifted in their sleep was a lullaby in itself.
I slept deeply, my dreams filled with visions of our family thriving, our children growing strong and powerful, and our bond growing stronger with each passing day.
The peacefulness of the night was only interrupted by the occasional distant howl of a wolf or the hooting of an owl, but even those sounds seemed to blend harmoniously into the symphony of our family's slumber.
I wrapped Tharros under my wing since he felt safe under it.
Tharros snuggled deeper under my wing, his silver scales glinting softly in the moonlight.
He let out a contented sigh, his eyes drifting shut as he felt safe and protected beneath my wing.
I smiled, feeling a surge of love and affection for my oldest child.
Thyriatrix smiled too, her light green scales shimmering with amusement as she watched our little family moment.
I closed my eyes and slept.
As I drifted off to sleep, I felt the warmth of my family surrounding me, the gentle rise and fall of their chests as they breathed, and the soft rustle of their scales as they shifted in their sleep.
The world around us melted away, leaving only the peacefulness of the night and the love of my family.
I slept deeply, surrounded by the ones I loved.
The darkness of sleep enveloped me, and I became aware of nothing except the occasional faint rustle of scales or soft whisper of a breath from my family.
Time lost all meaning as I slept, wrapped in the warmth and love of those around me.
The next day, it is morning and time for me to hunt.
Tharros woke up and stirred under my wing. He peaked out of my wing and said, "Can I join you on a hunt, father?" I nodded
Tharros's face lit up with excitement as he scrambled out from under my wing.
He stretched his slender body and arched his neck, giving a good yawn to signal the start of his day.
I smiled, remembering the countless times I had taken him on hunts before. "Let's go, son,"
I said, spreading my wings wide. "Today, we'll hunt together, just the two of us."
Tharros's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as he nodded eagerly, his silver scales catching the morning light.
He took to the skies beside me, our wings beating in unison as we soared over the rolling hills and dense forests.
The wind rushed past us, carrying the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers and the distant call of a bird.
I glanced at Tharros, seeing the thrill of adventure written across his face. "Stay close, son," I reminded him, "and remember, patience is key."
Tharros giggled, "And let hope you won't like overeating yourself that you felt about to erupt again!"
I chuckled, a deep rumble that shook my chest. "Ah, my young son, you still remember that, do you?"
I teased, recalling the time I had overindulged in a particularly large meal and had to make a hasty exit to avoid a rather... messy... consequence.
Tharros's giggles turned into full-blown laughter, and I couldn't help but join in, our joyful roars echoing across the landscape.
As we talked, I noticed a large behemoth just standing there and seemed to be waiting something.
I decided to kill it and devour it.
I focused my attention on the behemoth, my stomach growling with anticipation.
I swooped down, my wings beating powerful and swift, with Tharros following closely behind.
The behemoth, sensing our approach, turned its massive head towards us.
Its eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto me, but it didn't move or attack. I seized the opportunity, striking with lightning-fast speed, my jaws wide open.
The behemoth let out a deafening roar as I sank my teeth into its flesh, and with a swift, savage motion, I ended its life.
I activate the barrier to prevent my belly from erupting again.
With the behemoth's lifeless body before me, I activated the magical barrier within my stomach, ensuring that the massive meal wouldn't cause another... unpleasant... incident.
The barrier hummed to life, its gentle glow illuminating the dark recesses of my belly.
Satisfied that all was secure, I began to devour the behemoth's carcass, the sound of my satisfied growls and the tearing of flesh filling the air.
Tharros watched with wide eyes, a mixture of fascination and trepidation on his face.
I continued to eat the large behemoth, and my belly expanded rapidly.
My stomach grew larger and larger, stretching to accommodate the enormous meal.
The magical barrier within my belly glowed brighter, working to contain the massive amount of food.
Tharros watched in awe, his silver scales glistening with fascination. "Father, you're going to be as big as a mountain!"
He exclaimed, his voice full of wonder. I chuckled, my mouth still full of behemoth flesh, and continued to eat, my belly expanding to incredible proportions.
I smiled at Tharros and looked at the large behemoth, and continued to devour it.
The sound of my satisfied growls and the tearing of flesh filled the air as I continued to eat, my stomach expanding even further.
Tharros watched with a mixture of fascination and amusement, his silver scales glinting in the sunlight.
I could feel my strength and energy increasing with each bite, the behemoth's massive body slowly disappearing into my belly.
As I swallowed the last of the behemoth's flesh, I let out a contented sigh, feeling my belly stretch to its limits.
The magical barrier within my stomach glowed softly, ensuring that my meal was digested safely.
Tharros chuckled, shaking his head in wonder. "Father, you're incredible," he said, his voice filled with admiration. I smiled, feeling proud of my impressive appetite, and settled in for a well-deserved rest, my belly rumbling softly as it began to digest the massive meal.
I grunted by the pressure and tightness and pain from my belly after end up overeating again.
I winced, my scales glistening with sweat as I struggled to catch my breath.
The magical barrier within my stomach was straining to contain the enormous meal, but it was clear that I had overestimated its limits.
Tharros's expression turned from amusement to concern as he watched me writhe in discomfort. "Father, are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.
I sighed. "I end up overeating again! Ow!" The pain was unbearable.
I clutched my belly, trying to alleviate the pressure, but it only seemed to make things worse.
Tharros rushed to my side, his silver scales glinting with concern. "Father, maybe I should get Mother?" he suggested, his voice tinged with worry.
I nodded, gritting my teeth against the pain. "Yes, please...go get Thyriatrix. I think I need her help...again." Tharros took off, flying swiftly towards our home.
I was left alone, writhing in agony, my belly straining against the seams.
I let out a pained groan, feeling like I was going to burst at any moment.
Suddenly, my ears perked up and heard something was coming, and it is not Tharros or Thyriatrix it is something else.
My ears twitched, and I turned my head, trying to pinpoint the source of the sound.
The rustling of leaves, the snapping of twigs, and the soft rumble of footsteps echoed through the air, growing louder with each passing moment.
My instincts told me that whatever was approaching, it wasn't friendly.
I tensed my muscles, ready to defend myself if necessary, and waited for the unknown entity to reveal itself.
When it revealed itself, I was in deep horror it was a Drakonix.
My eyes widened in terror as the massive Drakonix emerged from the underbrush.
Its serpent-like body, covered in shimmering iridescent scales, seemed to stretch on forever, casting a long, ominous shadow on the ground.
The triangular head, adorned with a distinctive frill, rose high into the air, its piercing golden eyes fixed intently on me.
I felt a chill run down my spine as the Drakonix's gaze seemed to bore into my very soul.
My mind racing, I realized that I was still recovering from my overeating, and I wasn't sure if I had the strength to defend myself against this monstrous creature.
Drakonix are know to hunt dragons like me, and they fatten up the dragons before consuming them and I look at the large behemoth bone and realize it somehow made the behemoth to sacrifice itself.
My horror turned to dread as I realized the true nature of the Drakonix's presence.
Its reputation as a dragon hunter, and its twisted practice of fattening up its prey before devouring it, made my blood run cold.
I gazed at the massive behemoth bones scattered around me, and a terrible understanding dawned on me.
The Drakonix must have manipulated the behemoth, using its dark magic to make it sacrifice itself, all to fatten me up for the Drakonix's own twisted purposes.
I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as I realized I had unwittingly played into the Drakonix's hands, gorging myself on the behemoth's flesh to become the perfect prey.
I use my ice elements to make a large wall around me to protect myself.
With a swift motion, I summoned the icy energies within me, calling upon the ancient powers of the frozen elements.
The air around me began to chill and crystallize, as a massive wall of glittering ice erupted from the ground, encasing me in a protective barrier.
The wall towered above me, its frozen surface glinting in the fading light, as the Drakonix's piercing gaze met the icy obstruction.
The creature's eyes narrowed, its frill quivering with agitation, as it realized its prey was not as vulnerable as it had thought.
The Drakonix began to circle around the icy wall, searching for a weakness, its massive body undulating as it moved.
The Drakonix's colossal body crashed against the ice wall, sending shockwaves through the frozen barrier.
The impact was immense, causing the ground to shudder beneath my feet.
I stumbled, my claws scrabbling against the ice as I struggled to maintain my balance.
The Drakonix's jaws were mere inches from the ice wall, its hot breath misting against the frozen surface.
Its golden eyes blazed with hunger, and I could sense its eagerness to devour me.
The ice wall creaked and groaned under the Drakonix's relentless pressure, and I knew it was only a matter of time before the barrier gave way.
I gritted my teeth, digging my claws deeper into the ice as I poured more energy into reinforcing the wall.
The Drakonix's attacks grew more frenzied, its body slamming against the barrier with incredible force.
The ice creaked and groaned, but I refused to yield.
I focused all my willpower on maintaining the wall, my mind racing with the knowledge that one misstep would seal my fate.
The Drakonix's jaws were still inches from the ice, its eyes burning with an insatiable hunger.
I could feel its malevolent presence washing over me, seeking to break my spirit and shatter the wall.
But I stood firm, my determination fueled by the will to survive.
Suddenly, the Drakonix paused, its body tensing as it prepared for another assault.
I steeled myself for the impact, knowing that the next blow could be the one that shattered the wall and sealed my fate.
I grunted in pain by overeating from the large behemoth I just ate, I clutched my belly tight.
The sudden surge of pain from my overextended stomach threatened to distract me from the Drakonix's relentless assault.
I gritted my teeth, trying to focus on maintaining the ice wall, but the agony in my belly made it difficult to concentrate.
My claws inadvertently loosened their grip on the ice, and the wall began to falter.
The Drakonix sensed its chance, and with a mighty roar, it launched itself at the weakening barrier.
I knew I had to act fast, or risk being devoured by the monstrous creature.
I thought to myself,'Tharros left to get Thyriatrix since I got a stomach ache earlier, and I hope they'll get here fast'
As the Drakonix's attack shook the ice wall, I couldn't help but think of my mate and son, hoping they would arrive soon to aid me in this desperate battle.
Thyriatrix's healing powers would be a welcome relief from the agony in my belly, and Tharros's bravery would be a valuable asset in fighting off the Drakonix.
I just had to hold on a little longer, keep the ice wall standing, and pray that my family would arrive before the Drakonix broke through.
The thought of their imminent arrival gave me a surge of determination, and I dug my claws deeper into the ice, refusing to yield to the monster's assault.
And the ice wall broke through, and I look in horror. My ears drooped down.
As the ice wall shattered, I stumbled backward, my eyes fixed on the Drakonix's triumphant gaze.
Its jaws were now mere inches from my face, the hot breath washing over me like a dark omen. My ears drooped in despair, and I let out a defeated whimper, knowing I was at the mercy of this monstrous creature.
The Drakonix's golden eyes seemed to gleam with excitement, its body tensing for the final strike.
I closed my eyes, bracing for the inevitable, my heart heavy with the thought of never seeing Thyriatrix or Tharros again.
It struck it fang at my over pressure at my belly, but I then remember I use a barrier to prevent my belly from erupting.
Just as the Drakonix's fangs were about to sink into my belly, I remembered the magical barrier I had activated earlier to prevent my stomach from erupting.
The barrier flared to life, glowing with a soft blue light as it absorbed the impact of the Drakonix's attack.
The creature's fangs scraped against the barrier, causing it to shimmer and glow even brighter.
I let out a sigh of relief, grateful that the barrier had held strong.
But I knew this reprieve was only temporary, and I needed to think of a new plan to defeat the Drakonix before it was too late.
But the large behemoth I ate earlier gave me pain and had passed my limits.
The relief from the Drakonix's attack was short-lived, as the agony in my belly returned with a vengeance.
The behemoth's massive size and my own gluttony had pushed my stomach beyond its limits, and I could feel the pain and discomfort intensifying by the second.
My vision began to blur, and I stumbled, my legs weakening beneath me.
The Drakonix, sensing my distress, took a step closer, its eyes gleaming with excitement.
I knew I had to act fast or risk being consumed by the creature while I was still incapacitated by my own overeating.
I shook my head and giggled. "hah I put a barrier on my belly and most likely on myself so you can't eat me! Hahahaha!" I laughed
My laughter echoed through the air, a defiant and triumphant sound that seemed to catch the Drakonix off guard. The creature's eyes narrowed, its gaze fixed on me with a mixture of confusion and annoyance. It took a step back, its massive body tense with frustration, as if it couldn't believe its prey was laughing at it. The Drakonix's frill quivered with agitation, and it let out a low, rumbling growl, as if warning me that this wasn't over yet.
But I just laughed harder, feeling a sense of relief and vindication at having outsmarted the creature. "You can't eat me, Drakonix!"
I taunted, still chuckling. "I'm not going to be your next meal!"
The Drakonix dragged me to it home in a hidden cave, and I saw so much food.
I realized it was going to fatten me up even more to shattered the barrier.
As the Drakonix dragged me deeper into its lair, I was met with a sight that made my blood run cold. The cave was filled to the brim with all manner of succulent delights: juicy meats, plump fruits, and savory delicacies of all kinds.
I realized, with a jolt of horror, that the Drakonix had been collecting this feast for one purpose: to fatten me up even further.
The creature's plan was clear: it would stuff me to the point where my barrier would shatter under the pressure, leaving me vulnerable to its hunger.
I struggled against the Drakonix's grip, but it was too strong.
It tossed me into a corner of the cave, where a massive feast was laid out before me.
The Drakonix's eyes gleamed with anticipation as it urged me to eat, its voice a low, rumbling growl. "Eat, little dragon," it hissed. "Eat, and grow fat. For soon, you will be mine to devour."
I shouted "HEY I'M NOT THAT LITTLE YOU PISS OF WHATEVER OFFENSIVE WORD!"
My voice echoed off the walls of the cave as I shouted at the Drakonix, my anger and frustration boiling over.
The creature's eyes widened slightly, seemingly taken aback by my outburst.
For a moment, it regarded me with a calculating gaze, as if reassessing its opinion of me.
Then, to my surprise, the Drakonix let out a low, rumbling chuckle.
The sound was like thunder in the cave, and it made me feel a shiver run down my spine. "Ah, you have spirit, little dragon,"
the Drakonix said, its voice dripping with amusement. "I like that. It will make the hunt all the more... entertaining."
The creature's eyes glinted with excitement, and it took a step closer to me, its massive claws clicking on the stone floor.
The Drakonix stuffed the food into my jaw forcing me to eat
I tried to resist, but the Drakonix's grip was too strong.
It forced my jaws open and began to shove the food into my mouth.
I gagged and choked as the creature stuffed me with meat, fruits, and other delicacies.
The flavors were overwhelming, and my stomach groaned in protest as it struggled to accommodate the massive amount of food being forced into me.
I felt my belly expanding, the pressure building against the barrier I had created.
The Drakonix continued to stuff me, its eyes gleaming with excitement, until I thought I would burst.
My vision began to blur, and I felt myself growing weaker, my energy dwindling as my body struggled to cope with the sheer amount of food being forced into me.
I grunted in pain "look...the....barrier....will...not...be...shattered....that...amount...of...food...you....can...stuff....me...up....anytime...but...it...will...take...more...food...then...that"
The Drakonix's expression changed from excitement to surprise, and then to curiosity.
It regarded me with a tilted head, as if impressed by my determination. "You are a peculiar creature, little dragon,"
it said, its voice filled with intrigue. "Most dragons would have succumbed to the pressure by now. But you... you seem to have a will of iron."
The Drakonix paused, considering its next move. "Very well, I shall play your game. Let us see how much food it will take to shatter your precious barrier."
With a wave of its claw, the Drakonix summoned an even greater feast, one that seemed to stretch on forever. "Eat, little dragon,"
it said, its eyes glinting with anticipation. "Eat, and let us see who will emerge victorious."
I gazed out at the endless spread of food, my stomach already groaning in protest.
But I steeled myself, determination burning within me.
I would not back down.
I would not give in. I would eat, and I would endure, no matter how much food the Drakonix threw at me.
With a fierce cry, I launched myself at the feast, devouring everything in sight.
The Drakonix watched me with an eager gaze, its eyes shining with excitement.
It seemed to be enjoying this twisted game, and I knew I had to stay one step ahead if I wanted to survive.
As I ate, I felt my belly expanding, the pressure building against the barrier.
But I refused to yield, using every ounce of willpower to maintain the barrier and keep the food from overwhelming me.
The battle of wills had begun, and only time would tell who would emerge victorious.
I secretly increase the strength of the barrier bit by little bit.
As I continued to eat, I subtly focused my energy on reinforcing the barrier, incrementally increasing its strength with each passing moment.
The Drakonix, oblivious to my plan, seemed to be reveling in the spectacle of me devouring the endless feast.
But I was secretly turning the tables, using the creature's own game against it.
With each bite, I fortified the barrier, making it stronger and more resilient.
The pressure inside me continued to build, but I was confident that the barrier would hold.
I could feel the Drakonix's excitement growing, its anticipation of my eventual defeat palpable.
But I just smiled to myself, knowing that I was secretly gaining the upper hand.
The game was far from over, and I was determined to emerge victorious.
As the hours passed, the Drakonix's excitement reached a fever pitch.
It paced back and forth, its eyes fixed on me with an unblinking gaze.
I, on the other hand, continued to eat, my barrier growing stronger with each passing moment.
The pressure inside me was immense, but I was confident that I could hold out.
The Drakonix, sensing its moment of victory, raised its voice in a deafening roar. "You will burst soon, little dragon!" it bellowed. "Your barrier will shatter, and you will be mine!" But I just smiled, a fierce determination burning within me.
I knew that I had the upper hand, and I was ready to turn the tables on my captor.
With a sudden burst of speed, I swallowed the last of the food, and then... I waited.
The Drakonix's eyes gleamed with anticipation as it waited for me to burst, its jaws open wide in preparation for the feast.
But I just sat there, a calm and serene expression on my face.
The minutes ticked by, and the Drakonix's excitement slowly began to turn to confusion.
It tilted its head to one side, its eyes narrowing as it tried to understand what was happening.
I could feel its doubt growing, its confidence wavering.
And then, in a sudden burst of realization, the Drakonix's face fell.
It had been outsmarted.
I had eaten all the food, and yet I had not burst.
The barrier was still intact, and I was still very much alive.
The Drakonix's roar of rage echoed through the cave, shaking the walls and causing the ground to tremble.
It had been foiled, and it knew it.
Drakonix rage turns into an evil grind, and tail slammed my belly hard and j roar in pain.
The Drakonix's tail slammed into my belly with incredible force, sending a shockwave of pain through my entire body.
I roared in agony, my vision blurring as I doubled over, clutching my stomach in desperation.
The barrier, still intact, groaned under the pressure, but it held firm, refusing to yield to the Drakonix's brutal attack.
I gritted my teeth, fighting to maintain control, but the pain was excruciating, threatening to consume me whole.
The Drakonix's evil grind grew louder, its eyes blazing with malevolent intent as it prepared to deliver the next blow.
I knew I had to act fast or risk being crushed beneath the creature's relentless assault.
The Drakonix smile "then I will torture you and let see who is the winner of the game!"
The Drakonix's smile grew wider, its eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure as it reveled in my suffering. "Torture, little dragon, is an art form,"
it hissed, its voice dripping with malice. "And I am the master artist. You will beg for mercy, you will plead for release, but it will be too late.
The game, as you called it, is far from over.
And I will be the one to decide when it ends." With a wave of its claw, the Drakonix summoned a dark, twisted contraption, its metal limbs gleaming with an otherworldly sheen. "Let the torture begin,"
it whispered, its voice like a rusty gate scraping against stone.
The contraption sprang to life, its metal limbs writhing like snakes as it closed in around me. The Drakonix cackled with glee, its eyes blazing with an unholy light as it began to manipulate the device. The metal limbs wrapped around me, squeezing tight as they injected a dark, pulsating energy into my body. I screamed in agony as the energy coursed through my veins, feeling my mind begin to fray at the edges. The Drakonix leaned in close, its voice a twisted whisper in my ear. "You will break, little dragon," it hissed. "You will shatter like the fragile, delicate thing you are.
And when you do, I will be waiting, ready to devour your soul and claim your power for myself." The torture continued, the pain growing more and more intense as the Drakonix reveled in my suffering. But I refused to give in, refused to break.
I gritted my teeth, focusing all my willpower on resisting the agony, on holding on to my sanity.
The battle of wills had reached its climax, and only one of us would emerge victorious.
The Drakonix laughed in an evil tone. "I'm going to keep torturing you until you remove the damn barrier!" It yelled
The Drakonix's laughter echoed through the cave, a cold, mirthless sound that sent shivers down my spine.
Its eyes blazed with an unholy fury as it continued to manipulate the torture device, sending wave after wave of agonizing energy coursing through my body.
I screamed and screamed, my voice hoarse from the constant torment, but I refused to give in.
I gritted my teeth, focusing all my willpower on maintaining the barrier, on keeping my sanity intact.
The Drakonix's face twisted in a snarl, its claws flashing in the dim light as it struck the device again and again, each blow sending a new wave of pain crashing through me. "Remove the barrier, little dragon!"
it bellowed, its voice like thunder in the cave. "Remove it, and I might... just might... spare your life!"
But I knew it was a lie. The Drakonix had no intention of sparing me.
It would torture me until I broke, until I removed the barrier and left myself defenseless.
And then... then it would strike, devouring my soul and claiming my power for itself.
I steeled myself, preparing for the worst, and gritted my teeth. "Never," I hissed, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own screams. "I'll never remove the barrier."
The Drakonix giggled. "Yeah if you remove the barrier then you will explode into pieces!"
I yelled "LOOK I HAVE 8 HATCHLING THAT STILL REALLY NEED ME TO BE THERE!"
The Drakonix's giggles turned into a full-blown, menacing laughter. "Ahahahaha! Oh, little dragon, you amuse me! You think your precious hatchlings matter to me? Ha! They are nothing but tender morsels, waiting to be devoured!"
The Drakonix's eyes gleamed with sadistic delight as it continued to taunt me. "But don't worry, I'll make sure to save them for dessert. After I've finished with you, of course."
I felt a surge of rage and desperation, knowing that I had to protect my hatchlings at all costs.
I summoned every last ounce of strength, focusing all my energy on maintaining the barrier and resisting the Drakonix's torture. "You'll never touch them!"
I snarled, my voice hoarse from screaming. "I'll die before I let you harm them!"
The Drakonix's laughter grew louder, more maniacal, as it reveled in my suffering.
But I stood firm, my determination and love for my hatchlings giving me the strength to endure the agony.
The Drakonix smacked my belly, and I gave another roar in pain. "No one here, just you and me! And when I finish you! You are a dead dragon!"
The Drakonix's blow sent a wave of agony crashing through me, and I felt my vision begin to blur.
But I refused to give in, refused to surrender to the creature's cruelty.
With a Herculean effort, I forced myself to focus, to concentrate on the barrier and maintain its integrity.
The Drakonix's words, however, struck a chord of fear within me. I was alone, isolated, with no one to turn to for help.
The creature's malevolent gaze seemed to bore into my very soul, and I knew that I was running out of time.
Summoning every last shred of strength, I let out a defiant roar, a challenge to the Drakonix and a testament to my unyielding spirit. "I... will... not... die!"
I bellowed, my voice echoing off the walls of the cave. "I will survive, and I will escape! You will not defeat me, Drakonix!"
The creature's response was a cruel, mirthless laugh, a sound that sent shivers down my spine.
But I stood firm, my determination and courage burning brighter than ever.
As the Drakonix tortured me suddenly, an ice bullet hit the Drakonix head, killing it.
And I heard a familiar voice "Father there you are when I return from getting Mother to help your stomach ache you were gone! And we find you!" It was Tharros.
I lay there, stunned and relieved, as Tharros rushed to my side.
My vision was blurry, but I could see the concern etched on my child's face. "Tharros... my boy..." I whispered, my voice weak from the torture.
Tharros helped me sit up, and I saw Thyriatrix, my mate, rushing towards us, her light green scales glistening with worry. "Aetherius, what happened?"
she asked, her voice trembling. I tried to speak, but a wave of pain washed over me, and I winced.
Tharros quickly explained, "I found Father like this, Mother. The Drakonix was torturing him."
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in horror, and she quickly examined my wounds. "We need to get you healed, Aetherius,"
she said, her voice firm and determined. I nodded, grateful for my family's rescue.
But as I looked at Tharros, I saw a hint of something in his eyes... a hint of guilt, perhaps? "Tharros, how did you...?"
I began to ask, but he interrupted me. "Later, Father. First, we need to get you healed."
Thyriatrix looks at the Drakonix dead body and my colossal belly "Aetherius how are you not exploding yet?! Look at your belly. It seems to reach the roof of this Drakonix cave!" She yelled both shock and surprise.
I winced at Thyriatrix's loud exclamation, still trying to process the pain and relief of being rescued.
I looked down at my belly, and even I was surprised by its enormous size.
It was as if I had swallowed a mountain. "I... I don't know, my love,"
I admitted, my voice still weak. "I think I just ate too much."
I forced a weak smile, trying to downplay the situation.
Tharros looked at me with a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Father, what's going on? Why did the Drakonix do this to you?"
I took a deep breath, trying to gather my strength. "It's a long story, Tharros. But I think it's time I told you... and your mother... everything."
Tharros' ears folded back, seeing that I'm in pain from eating way too much and he wimpper in worried.
Thyriatrix rushed to my side, her light green scales glistening with concern. "Aetherius, we need to get you back to our mountain cave, now,"
she said, her voice firm and urgent. "We'll get you comfortable and figure out how to... alleviate your discomfort."
She glanced at Tharros, who was still whimpering in worry. "Tharros, help your father up. We need to start climbing."
Tharros nodded, his ears still folded back in concern, and carefully wrapped his claws around me, supporting me as we began to make our way up the mountain, back to the safety of our cave.
I grunted the pain from my colossal belly. "I will use my teleportation magic to get back to the cave!"
I gritted my teeth, focusing on my teleportation magic.
The familiar sensation of energy building up inside me began to take hold, and I felt my body start to dematerialize.
Thyriatrix and Tharros watched with relief as I teleported, avoiding the grueling climb up the mountain.
As I reappeared in our cave, I stumbled, my colossal belly throwing off my balance.
Thyriatrix rushed to my side, supporting me as I struggled to stay upright. "Aetherius, lie down,"
she urged, guiding me towards our nesting area. "We'll figure out what to do about... that."
She nodded towards my enormous belly, her expression a mix of concern and confusion.
I nodded, grateful for Thyriatrix's support, and slowly made my way to the nesting area.
As I lay down, I let out a sigh of relief, feeling the weight of my belly distribute more evenly.
Thyriatrix began to examine my stomach, her claws gently probing the swollen area.
Tharros watched with wide eyes, his concern evident. "Father, what's wrong?"
he asked, his voice trembling.
I forced a reassuring smile, not wanting to worry him further. "I'm just... overeating, Tharros. That's all."
Thyriatrix shot me a skeptical glance, but said nothing. She continued to examine my belly, her expression growing more and more puzzled.
Suddenly, she looked up at me, her eyes wide with alarm. "Aetherius, I think I know what's wrong," she whispered. "But I need to check something first."
I use my teleportation magic to get back to the mountain cave, and when we return home, I see Lyriath to Niamon look at me in shock by the size of my belly.
As I materialized in our mountain cave, Lyriath and Niamon's eyes widened in unison, their jaws dropping in shock. "Father... what...?"
Lyriath trailed off, her voice barely above a whisper.
Niamon's eyes were fixed on my colossal belly, his expression a mix of confusion and alarm.
Tharros and Thyriatrix exchanged a knowing glance, and Thyriatrix quickly stepped forward, trying to reassure our children. "It's... uh... a bit of a situation, children. Your father will be fine."
But Lyriath and Niamon looked unconvinced, their eyes darting back and forth between me and Thyriatrix.
The air was thick with tension as they waited for an explanation.
As I materialized in our mountain cave, Lyriath's navy blue and dark and blood-red scales seemed to darken further with concern, while Niamon's lavender scales appeared pale with worry. "Father... what...?" Lyriath trailed off, his voice barely above a whisper.
Niamon's eyes were fixed on my colossal belly, her expression a mix of confusion and alarm.
Tharros, with his silver scales, exchanged a knowing glance with Thyriatrix, who nodded reassuringly.
Thyriatrix quickly stepped forward, trying to reassure our children. "It's... uh... a bit of a situation, children. Your father will be fine."
But Lyriath and Niamon looked unconvinced, their eyes darting back and forth between me and Thyriatrix.
Vyraxys, with his dark bronze scales, watched with interest, while Nyxoria's amethyst scales seemed to shimmer with concern.
Lyrixa's rose gold scales appeared worried, and Kaidorix's forest green scales seemed puzzled.
Kieraxys, the youngest, looked up at me with wide, copper-scaled eyes, while Tharros and the others waited for an explanation.
I gave a weak smile. "I'm fine, OW!" We heard a growling from my colossal belly.
The growling noise from my belly seemed to startle everyone, and their eyes widened in alarm. Thyriatrix rushed to my side, her light green scales glistening with concern. "Aetherius, what's going on?" she asked, her voice low and urgent. Lyriath took a step back, his navy blue and dark and blood-red scales seeming to bristle with unease. "Father, what's happening to you?" he asked, his voice trembling. Niamon's lavender scales appeared pale with worry, and she whimpered, clinging to Thyriatrix's leg.
Tharros, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and Kieraxys all watched with wide eyes, their faces filled with concern and fear.
The growling from my belly grew louder, and I felt a strange, unsettling sensation building inside me...
I sighed, "and that Drakonix just have to overfeed me!"
Thyriatrix nodded. "The Drakonix that Tharros killed using his ice bullet and die? Yeah, that the one!"
Thyriatrix's light green scales seemed to darken with anger at the mention of the Drakonix. "That monster," she hissed. "I'm just glad Tharros was able to take care of it."
Tharros looked up, his silver scales glinting with pride. "I protected Father," he said, his voice firm.
Lyriath nodded in agreement. "Tharros is a great hunter."
Niamon looked up at Tharros with wide, admiring eyes. "Tharros, you're so strong!"
The others nodded in agreement, and Tharros smiled, looking pleased with himself.
But I just lay there, feeling miserable and uncomfortable, my colossal belly still growling and churning...Lyriath question, "What is a Drakonix?"
Thyriatrix looks at me, "and your father ended up one of the victims by fatten him up, but it was good it didn't eat him yet!"
I giggled weakly "Yeah and it also tortured me before you and Tharros arrive to save me!"
Thyriatrix's expression turned from concerned to outraged, her light green scales bristling with anger. "Tortured you?!"
she exclaimed, her voice low and menacing. "That monster will pay for what it's done to you, Aetherius."
Tharros's silver scales seemed to gleam with determination, and he nodded in agreement. "We won't let it hurt you again, Father."
The others looked on, their faces filled with shock and outrage at the thought of the Drakonix's cruelty.
Lyriath's navy blue and dark and blood-red scales seemed to darken with anger, and Vyraxys's dark bronze scales appeared to bristle with indignation.
Nyxoria's amethyst scales shimmered with concern, and Lyrixa's rose gold scales looked worried.
Kaidorix's forest green scales seemed puzzled, and Kieraxys's copper scales looked up at me with wide, scared eyes.
Niamon clung to Thyriatrix's leg, looking frightened.
I sighed. "It OK, Tharros already killed before it gets any more something worse!"
Thyriatrix's expression softened, and she nodded, her light green scales relaxing. "Yes, Tharros took care of it. We're just glad you're safe, Aetherius."
Tharros looked up, his silver scales gleaming with pride. "I protected Father,"
he said, his voice firm. The others nodded in agreement, their faces filled with relief.
Lyriath's navy blue and dark and blood-red scales seemed to return to their normal color, and Vyraxys's dark bronze scales relaxed.
Nyxoria's amethyst scales shimmered with gratitude, and Lyrixa's rose gold scales looked relieved.
Kaidorix's forest green scales seemed to nod in agreement, and Kieraxys's copper scales looked up at Tharros with admiration.
Niamon smiled, still clinging to Thyriatrix's leg.
Tharros nuzzled my head and waged his tail
I smiled weakly, feeling a warmth in my heart at Tharros's affectionate gesture.
I reached up to nuzzle him back, and he let out a soft, happy sigh.
The others watched, smiling, as Tharros continued to wag his tail, his silver scales shimmering with excitement.
Thyriatrix chuckled, her light green scales glinting with amusement. "I think someone's happy to have you back, Aetherius," she said, smiling.
Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, Kieraxys, and Niamon all gathered around, nuzzling and rubbing against me, their scales shimmering with happiness.
The cave was filled with the warm, comforting sounds of their gentle humming and soft, rumbling growls, and I felt my heart swell with love and gratitude for my family.
Thyriatrix smiled, her eyes shining with warmth, and gently stroked my colossal belly. "We're all happy to have you back, Aetherius,"
she said, her voice filled with emotion. "And we'll take good care of you until you're feeling better."
A few hours later, all of them left me alone to recover, but Tharros stayed by my side.
Tharros lay down beside me, his silver scales glistening softly in the dim light of the cave.
He nuzzled my colossal belly gently, his eyes watchful and concerned.
I smiled weakly, feeling a sense of comfort and reassurance with Tharros by my side. "Thanks for staying with me, Tharros,"
I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Tharros looked up at me, his eyes shining with loyalty and devotion.
He didn't say anything, but he nudged my belly gently again, as if to reassure me that he was there for me.
I closed my eyes, feeling a sense of peace wash over me, and let Tharros's gentle presence lull me into a restless sleep.
Tharros snuggled my belly. "I'm glad you OK, Father!" He said, and I felt a wake of pain from his snuggled
I winced, feeling a sharp pang of pain from Tharros's enthusiastic snuggle. "Ow, Tharros... easy, son,"
I whispered, trying to catch my breath. Tharros immediately pulled back, his silver scales glistening with concern. "Sorry, Father! I didn't mean to hurt you,"
he said, his voice trembling with worry.
I smiled weakly, trying to reassure him. "It's okay, Tharros. Just be gentle, okay?"
Tharros nodded, his eyes wide with understanding, and gently laid his head against my belly again, this time being much more careful.
Tharros' ears folded back and wimpper loudly
Pov Tharros
I whimpered loudly, feeling terrible for hurting Father.
I didn't mean to cause him pain! I just got so excited and happy that he's okay.
I folded my ears back, feeling ashamed and worried.
Father's smile and reassuring words helped a little, but I could still feel the sting of tears in my eyes.
I nuzzled Father's belly again, being super careful this time, and whispered, "Sorry, Father... I love you."
Father screams from my nuzzled "OW! easy son, not at my belly, please!"
I jumped back, my eyes wide with alarm, as Father screamed in pain.
I hadn't meant to hurt him again! I looked up at Father's face, seeing the strain and discomfort etched on his features.
I whimpered again, feeling terrible for causing him more pain. "S-sorry, Father!" I stuttered, my voice shaking.
I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to make Father feel better, not worse!
Father pulled me closer and licked my silver scales, but my ears continued to fold back.
I relaxed a little as Father pulled me closer and licked my silver scales.
It was a gentle, soothing gesture, and it made me feel a bit better.
But my ears still folded back, and I looked up at Father with worried eyes.
I didn't want to hurt him again, and I was scared that I might.
Father seemed to sense my concern, and he licked my scales again, making soft, reassuring noises.
Slowly, my ears began to unfold, and I nuzzled Father's chest, feeling a bit more at ease.
Father gently brought my ears back up, perked, but it folded back again.
I looked up at Father with a sheepish expression as my ears folded back again.
I didn't mean to, it's just that I was still feeling a bit worried and guilty about hurting him.
Father chuckled softly and gently brought my ears back up again, his fingers tracing the delicate curves of my ear tips.
I felt a tiny shiver run down my spine as he touched me, and I tried to keep my ears perked up this time.
But as soon as Father let go, they folded back again, and I let out a tiny whimper.
Father trying to calm me down "Oh Tharros is OK. You just got worried Hush look I forgive you, Tharros, from snuggling and nuzzled my belly!"
I whimper even more "so what the point?!"
I buried my face in Father's chest, whimpering even more at his words.
I knew he was trying to calm me down, but it just made me feel worse.
I didn't want to be forgiven for hurting him, I just wanted to go back in time and not hurt him at all. "So what's the point?!"
I wailed, my voice muffled against Father's scales. "I still hurt you! And I don't want to hurt you again!"
I trembled with sobs, feeling overwhelmed with guilt and worry.
Father sighed and continued licking me to calm me down, but it didn't
I continued to whimper and tremble, despite Father's best efforts to calm me down.
His gentle licks and soothing presence usually worked to comfort me, but this time, I was too far gone.
My guilt and worry had taken over, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had failed Father.
I squirmed and fidgeted, trying to get away from Father's licks, but he persisted, trying to find a way to calm me down.
Father sighed and released his sleeping gas.
Pov Aetherius
I sighed, feeling a mix of relief and exhaustion.
Tharros was still whimpering and trembling, and I knew he needed to calm down.
I focused my energy and released a gentle stream of sleeping gas, letting it envelop Tharros's agitated form.
As the gas took effect, Tharros's whimpers slowed, and his body relaxed, his silver scales glistening softly in the dim light.
I watched, feeling a sense of relief wash over me, as Tharros's eyes drifted shut, and he fell into a peaceful sleep.
I still feel pain from my belly after I was forced to feed by that damn Drakonix and trying to eat me but didn't because of the barrier that prevented my belly from erupting.
I winced, feeling a wave of pain wash over me as I thought about the Drakonix's brutal attack.
My belly still ached from being forced to feed, and the memory of those razor-sharp teeth and claws scraping against my scales made me shudder.
I was grateful for the barrier that had prevented my belly from erupting, but even its protection couldn't eliminate the pain and discomfort entirely.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down and focus on my recovery.
Tharros was safe, and that's all that mattered. Now, I just needed to rest and heal.
My little strong boy really cares and loves me and trusts me to keep him safe.
I smiled, feeling a warmth in my heart as I looked at Tharros's peaceful form.
My little boy had grown so much, and his strength and bravery amazed me.
But it was his love and trust that touched me the most.
He had every reason to doubt me, to fear for his safety after what had happened with the Drakonix.
But instead, he had chosen to trust me, to believe in me. And that meant everything.
I felt a surge of determination and protectiveness.
I would do everything in my power to keep Tharros safe, to never let him down again.
He was my son, my little boy, and I would fight to the end of the world to protect him.
I thought to myself,'No matter what, I will always love my little boy so much.'
I turned and lay on my belly first, even though it gave me pain from it.
I gently lay on my belly, wincing slightly as the movement sent a pang of pain through my injured scales.
But I didn't care - I wanted to be close to Tharros, to keep him safe and protected.
I wrapped my body around him, forming a gentle curve around his sleeping form.
As I lay there, I felt a sense of peace wash over me, despite the pain.
Being close to Tharros, feeling his warmth and his gentle breathing, made everything else fade away.
I closed my eyes, letting out a soft sigh, and let the warmth of our bond lull me into a gentle sleep.
I gently lifted Tharros and placed him under my wing, his favorite and safe haven spots
As I settled Tharros under my wing, he snuggled deeper into the warm, protected space, his silver scales glistening softly in the dim light.
He let out a tiny sigh of contentment, his small body relaxing into the safety of his favorite haven.
I wrapped my wing gently around him, feeling a sense of peace and comfort wash over me.
This was where Tharros felt safest, and I was happy to provide him with that sense of security.
I watched over him, my eyes drifting slowly shut as I felt my own exhaustion catch up with me.
With Tharros safe under my wing, I let myself drift off into a well-deserved rest.
As I drifted off to sleep, I could feel Tharros's gentle breathing, his small chest rising and falling with each quiet inhale and exhale.
His silver scales seemed to shimmer softly in the dim light, and I felt a deep sense of connection to him, a sense of pride and love that filled my heart.
The sound of our gentle breathing was the only sound in the quiet cave, a soothing melody that seemed to lull the world into a peaceful slumber.
And as I slept, I knew that Tharros was safe, protected by my wing and my love.
I heard Thyriatrix. "How are you feeling dear your belly still hurting after you were stuffed up with food from the Drakonix?" I nodded
Thyriatrix's expression turned sympathetic, her light green scales glistening with concern.
She gently reached out and touched my belly, her fingers tracing the curves of my scales. "I'll get you some more of that special herb that helps with the pain,"
she said softly. "And maybe some of that soothing balm to help calm the inflammation."
She looked at Tharros, who was still sleeping peacefully under my wing. "He's doing well, considering everything. He's a strong little one, just like his father." She smiled, her eyes warm with affection.
I smiled back at her, feeling a sense of gratitude for her kindness and concern. "Thank you, Thyriatrix,"
I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "That would be a great help. I'm just glad Tharros is okay."
I glanced down at my little boy, who was still sleeping peacefully under my wing. "I was so scared when the Drakonix attacked us,"
I admitted, feeling a shiver run down my spine at the memory. "I thought I was going to lose him."
Thyriatrix's expression turned serious, and she nodded. "I can imagine,"
she said. "But you didn't. You protected him, and you kept him safe. That's all any parent can ask for."
She smiled again, and her eyes sparkled with warmth. "Now, let me get that herb and balm for you. You need to take care of yourself, too."
Thyriatrix turned to leave, but then paused and turned back to me. "Aetherius?" she said, her voice soft. "You're a wonderful father to Tharros. Don't ever doubt that." She smiled again, and then disappeared into the shadows, leaving me to ponder her words.
I looked down at Tharros, who was still sleeping peacefully under my wing. I felt a surge of love and protectiveness towards him, and I knew that I would do anything to keep him safe.
As I waited for Thyriatrix to return with the herb and balm, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the people in my life who cared about me and Tharros. We had been through so much, but with their support and love, I knew we could face anything.
I closed my eyes, feeling a sense of peace wash over me. For the first time in a long time, I felt like everything was going to be okay.