I'm familiar with the concept of aura; it's primarily used by human knights to combat wizards. The vast majority of mankind has relatively little mana; only one in every hundred individuals has enough mana to cast spells or learn magic. Others employ aura to enhance their overall attacks and defense. To awaken aura, each practitioner has to engage in a great deal of combat and tap into their physical body's full potential.“So, that's what aura is all about! I sense a unique energy permeating my body, as if it were a suit of armor.”My physique has indeed toughened up, and all of my physical attributes have drastically improved.“Now, what?”I asked her as she certainly has a plan, yet, she won't tell me what exactly it is.“During this period, you will understand how to improve your aura and effectively manipulate it, and your tail should materialize shortly now that your physique is approaching full maturity.Thereafter,

“Can I, go with you? Master.”In hushed tones, she inquired. Her objectives switched from preventing me to tagging along.“No! I understand you don't like fighting. Moreover, there will be dangers I might not be able to cope with while protecting both of us.”I immediately turned her down. It may come across as harsh, but she will be a true burden. I have another purpose for visiting that particular island. Tiamat is prevented from observing anything by the so-called resentful core. She can still detect where I am and teleport if she so desires. However, because her vision is impeded, I am able to apply all of my techniques without her noticing. She'll only be able to tell what kind of magic I'm employing, but she won't be able to see my movements.The other reason is that Alizée isn't a particularly skilled fighter. She is undeniably powerful as a true dragon and storm mage. She isn't used to fighting, though. If we ever fi

{1st, POV, Alizée}‘I wonder, is master taking care of himself properly or not??”“Sigh!!— I should have been more persistent, then he might have taken me with him too... I feel so lonely without him... ”Master has been on the island of the thousand monsters for two months. It was as if the palace had lost its hues the day he left; everything had become bland and lifeless. These two months have without a doubt been the most difficult of my life. There was never a time when I didn't worry about him because there was nothing else I could do. Lady Tiamat is barely acting; she rarely leaves her room and always wears a dreamy expression. She wouldn't even show up to eat whenever I ask her to; she claims that demigods can go for hundreds of years without eating, so two months is nothing. So, I gave up without a good excuse to dispute her words.After he confessed and we became lovers. It became much more difficult for me to

(3rd, POV, Random)Inside a large space that appears to be a conference room that can accommodate multiple people. In the room, there's also a massive rectangular table. A massive iron door encircled the area, the door opens a few moments later, allowing a swarm of people to enter.The first ones to enter were four elderly men, with white, deep blue, dark brown, and black hair moreover, they all have long beards too. Although they appear to be old, their skin is with any wrinkles, and they are also breaming with power. Following behind them are four squads of people with a similar complexion. The four old men are the four archdukes of the endless sea, they are also the elder's council and wield the greatest authority over the region; after Tiamat and her four daughters. The people behind them are their offspring, also the dukes and duchess serving under the four great kingdoms.The members of the elder's council, are all ancient powerhouses of the same era as Tiamat a

(3rd, POV, Random) It was as if a raging inferno had erupted within the archdukes' hearts. This was the chance they had been waiting for. Throughout their ridiculously long existence, they all came to the same conclusion: the following generation will never be able to match the might of their ancestors. Similarly, no child born to divine beasts (sexually or otherwise) may ever reach the demigod stage. Consequently, the archdukes' descendants are all peak imperials; none of them have a chance of reaching the monarch stage, however, their grandchildren, same as their parents can reach the imperial stage.  There appears to be deeper reasoning behind everything, but they are all kept in the dark. Whatever the truth may be, the fact of the matter is they desperately need someone, with the potential to reach the monarch stage. Monarchs have a considerably longer life span, the average monarchs easily live for 100,000- 200,000 years depending on