Reborn as a DRAGON

Chapter 441: Fas

As we broke through the barrier, Zephyrion led us toward what appeared to be a massive city. My mouth hung slightly open as I tried to hide my amazement.

The city the Deity was taking us to was... It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. Even from afar, I could still make out the large structures and tall buildings.

For a brief second, a faint distant memory flashed through my mind, one of a city bustling with life before it quickly faded. What?

"What is that?" Even Ynos was shocked and couldn't help but ask.

Lost chuckled by his side and replied, "What do you mean? That's a city, silly."

"A city, she says," Sidus muttered by my side, "I've never seen one that big..."

"It doesn't look like a typical mortal city," Immy added, her eyes sparkling in wonder.

"It doesn't look like a Celestial city either," Breta joined in on the conversation.

I subconsciously nodded at that. The city we were approaching seemed to house both Dragons and Deities, along with some other strange creatures.

Zephyrion turned to look back at us and explained with a knowing tone, "Fas is unlike other places. Here, everyone lives side by side."

"Fas, is that the name of the city?" little Essie asked, her voice laced with excitement.

"Yes, it is," answered the masked Deity.

"Aren't there any problems with that? I mean, I know things aren't as tense between us and Gods outside of the main plane, but still," I paused, taking a glance at the city that was growing larger the closer we got to it, "Is it really okay?" I asked.

"I'm not sure how things are in the main plane, but here, we do things differently."

"Oh! I can't wait till you meet my mom!" Lost added excitedly.

"I'm afraid that won't be possible at the moment," said Zephyrion with a shake of his head.

"Ah, what happened?" Lost frowned, the icy aura flickering around her intensified.

"She left Aynezh on a mission," he answered calmly, unperturbed by her sudden change of aura.

Lost's mood seemed to go down, "Was she not worried about me?" she mumbled.

The Deity awkwardly scratched his head before answering, "She said that no offspring of hers would die easily and that you will eventually find your way back.

Hearing that, Lost's downcast mood did a full one-eighty, "Of course! I'm not a weak child anymore!"

Seeing that she wasn't feeling so down anymore, Zephyrion nodded in satisfaction before he turned to address us, " You will be meeting with the leaders."

"The leaders of Fas?" I asked, "Is it something akin to a council?"

"A council? No, nothing of the sort. The city only has two rulers, a Dragon, and a God," he explained, "You'll understand soon enough."

It didn't take us long before we were flying above the city. The architecture was odd but held a strange sense of allure. A lot of the tall towers had open ceilings, and I could see a few Dragons nestled at the top here and there.

There were also massive mansions that emitted thick amounts of divine energy, clearly houses that belonged to the Gods.

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The strangest part of it all was that all of this, was built next to each other.

I turned to look at Breta, and it seemed like my Goddess friend was having a hard time believing her eyes as well. I didn't blame her. It truly looked like both sides were living in harmony.

I personally held no animosity towards the Deities. Not to mention, after joining the war efforts, I had fought alongside countless Gods and Goddesses. Breta was different, however. Her hatred toward Dragons may have mellowed down, but she had lived through a time of war between both races.

Seeing them living side by side like this, I'm sure it was shocking.

"Are you okay?" I couldn't help but ask.

Breta turned to me, and I could see a rare helpless smile grace her face as she spoke, "Yes. I'm just wondering... What was the point of it all?" Shaking her head she quickly continued, "Nevermind, I'm alright."

I didn't have time to reply before Zephyrion spoke up from the front, "We are here."

Hearing his words, I glanced downward at what could only be described as a monumental open temple. It somewhat reminded me of the King's temple, back on the royal road, except this one was completely white.

Following the mask Deity's lead, we landed by the entrance. He gave us a short bow and motioned for us to go inside. Lost moved aside next to him and gave us a small wave with her tail.

"I'll be waiting for you to come out!" She said.

"You're not coming?" Asked Ynos.

"No, I can't. Only those invited have the permission to go inside," she explained.

Ynos didn't seem convinced but still gave a forced nod.

I gave Zephyrion a short bow and led the way, the others following behind me. Once we were inside, a strange feeling washed over me. It felt as though I passed through a barrier of sorts.

I was momentarily confused. I was sure the temple was an open one. It looked like it from the outside, but what was this overwhelming amount of cosmic mana doing here? And why was there a completely different sky?

Raising my head, I came face to face with an unfamiliar sight of cosmic bodies. Planets I have never seen before, floating dangerously close to us, along with strange stars.

I wasn't the only one surprised, as gasps escaped from my siblings. Breta was no different. Her body tensed as her fingers subconsciously reached out, ready to summon her spear at a moment's notice.

Lowering my head, I scanned our surroundings. We were in a vast open hall. Some sort of spacial spell? It didn't make sense otherwise.

"Now what?" Asked Ynos.

I shrugged in reply, just in time to feel a sudden change in the mana. I turned my head to glance behind us, and two large doors suddenly opened, from which a Dragon and a Goddess stepped out.

'Were the theatricals really necessary?' I inwardly wondered but refrained from speaking my thoughts.

The Dragon was old, I didn't know how I could tell, but he was very old... His scales seemed to have lost their luster, and were dull grey, while the Goddess was no better. She looked like a frail old woman, with wrinkly skin and a hunched back.

"Welcome to Fas, younglings."