An echo runs through the wide cosmos.
"Die!"
It came from afar. Two titans are currently engaged in battle. One is a mighty dragon—tall and wide as a small planet. The other, a demon. Eerie and blood-drenched. His twisted body just as towering, stitched with black flame and bone.
"You're the last one standing."
The demon's voice slithered through the void, metallic and sharp, like blades grinding over bone. "The other seven of your lineage are dead. Hihihi… dead…"
Crimson eyes gleamed with madness as they locked onto the black and gold dragon. And those golden eyes—ancient, burning with fury older than time—met the challenge without fear.
"You will join them soon, you filthy demon."
The dragon's roar cracked across the stars. And with it came a pulse of energy—raw and unrelenting—that shook the cosmos itself.
