The dragon's harem

Arad smiled, taking a deep breath as he looked at the sky. “Yuwaku relaxed a bit. They seem to be fine.”

Gojo approached him with a large piece of grilled tuna on a bone. “Same with Lucy, she is fast asleep.”

The two of them sat down and started eating. Their agents were working in the outside world, but all they could do was wait and offer advice or help when possible, which wasn’t much.

“Who do you think is behind all of this?”

Arad asked with a worried face. The two of them were potentially sending their agents to face a horror that not even the gods would dare face.

Gojo leaned back, looked at the starry sky, and smiled.

“I’d say it’s that abominable Nyar. But, he is behind everything, so I guess you wanted to know who his agent is.”

Arad nodded. If Nyar were to dare get close, their mother is out there, ready to send him crying back to sleep. Violet’s power far surpassed that of Arad and Gojo combined; Both of them paled in comparison to her limitless void, which was reassuring.

“He has hands among devils in hell, so I guess a Devil Lord. But, that might be just because his primary target is that Stillness, not us.” Gojo leaned back on his hands, then dropped on his back.

“In any way, we don’t know enough to start putting targets on people’s backs. If we had a decent lead, what do you think would happen?” He looked at Arad.

Arad smiled. “Kali would find that person wherever they were hiding and turn them inside out.”

Gojo pointed at him. “Exactly, so we don’t have to worry much, just be careful.” He then looked at Arad with a grin.

“So, how is the wyrmling making going on?”

Arad chuckled. “Decent enough. I already got a bit of kids’ goings on.”

“Ignis, Yuwaku, Serin, Astra, and Aether. Five babies with more coming through.” Gojo counted with a grin. “Sadly, I still have none.”

Arad shrugged. “I bet you aren’t trying. You were focusing on dealing with the Dracorage Mythics Meteor, right?”

Gojo nodded.

The Dracorage Mythics Meteor: it is the weapon Nyar made to disrupt the void dragons used as the gods’ flying war carriers.

The Meteor did one thing: it made it impossible for void dragons to get close to each other without getting repelled. This massively slowed down their reproductive cycle, which caused their numbers to sharply drop.

The results were clear even to Arad and Gojo. The reason Arad needs to go around saving worlds is that there weren’t that many void drakainas born to shelter those worlds.

But the worst part was that if the Meteor flew a bit too close to the universe, it could drive all of dragon kind mad. Only Kali could imagine the level of destruction that would happen if every dragon in the entire universe lost their marbles all at once and went on a murder spree.

Gojo was looking into magic, trying to find a way to either block the Meteor’s influence or reduce it. As expected, his research didn’t reach any results in the early stages, but now, he seems to have made a bit of progress.

“Want the short or long version?” Gojo smiled from ear to ear.

“The short version. I’m not as smart as you when it comes to magic.” Arad leaned back. “So tell me, what is that thing?”

“Not much, the short version is that I’ve already dealt with it. It’s a threat now, but it won’t be a threat in the future.”

Arad froze in place.

“You dealt with it? It’s gone?”

Gojo shook his head. That wasn’t what he said. He said that it won’t be a problem in the future.

“So the long explanation is.”

Gojo pointed at the stars and started explaining how the Meteor worked.

The Dracorage Mythics didn’t directly affect dragons; it affected the void dragons first.

The Meteor resonates with space magic first, forcing the void dragon’s actual size to be a real physical limit. Simply put, Arad is a one-kilometer-long void dragon, so he won’t be able to get within one kilometer of another void dragon as if the two were standing side by side in their draconic form.

The Meteor will block the space that Arad’s draconic body takes, and no other dragon will be allowed within it, which is the force that pushes the void dragons apart.

“So, it takes the center point of our bodies, then the distance between those points is the distance at which we will start feeling the push.” Arad scratched the back of his head. “But, doesn’t that mean we could still get close in our draconic form, even touch without much of a problem?”

Gojo nodded and kept on explaining. The Meteor itself was the source of that interference with space, and it was moving, really fast. The distance the Meteor moves is always added to the distance between the two dragons based on the ripples of the fabric of space, so the distance isn’t stable; it moves like waves.

So if two void dragons tried to touch in their draconic form, they’ll get violently shaken and turned into mush by that force.

This meant the Meteor isn’t just keeping void dragons apart, but is able to kill them as well if they try to get close to each other.

“Then what about the madness?”

Gojo pointed at his head. “The madness isn’t a power of the Meteor, but a side effect of us void dragons being isolated.”

Void dragons are psychic creatures; they talk with telepathy in the vacuum of space, and their void brains can rain madness on anyone who dares look into their mind.

“The isolation would drive the void dragons insane, and the closer the Meteor got, the more severe the void would show up. Now, the ancient void dragons’ vision is good enough for them to spot another void dragon from afar. They can’t get close to her, but just looking is enough to keep them sane.”

Gojo leaned back.

“I got to speak with a void dragon from the frontlines through magic, Yog’s help. He had spent his whole youth waiting to become an ancient dragon just to see what a void drakaina looks like from afar. The Void dragons in the front lines and everywhere in the world are getting depressed and desperate for a mate. Slowly but surely, they are driven to madness.”

He pointed at himself, then at Arad.

“You and I are young, we still aren’t feeling it… Wait, you got Altair, so you’re fine. Just me, imagine living my whole life, thousands upon thousands of years, without seeing what the drakaina of my kind looks like.”

Gojo chuckled, “Now, the problem starts.”

He smiled.

“It’ll take just one of the void dragons losing his mind to start a chain reaction. That dragon’s crazed mental power would wash over the nearby void dragons, driving them into madness, and then their power would drive more mad. Soon, all the void dragons would become insane, just looking for something to stick their meat in.”

He pointed at the ground.

“Then, the problem starts. The void dragons can’t get close to each other, so they are only a threat to their compansion, like the angels escorting them in the war. But their mental energy can infect other dragons, which is the start of the Draconic Rage, the thing the Dracorage name comes from.”

Arad could imagine all of the Chromatic and Metallic dragons of the world getting insane all at once. Nothing could stop them.

“All they’ll care about is sticking it in something, humans, animals, it doesn’t matter. Those dragons are already dead; they lost their mind and became insane beyond saving. They’ll turn into lustful, murderious, destructive forces of nature that no one is ready to deal with.”

Arad frowned. “So the only solution is either destroying the Meteor or killing all of the void dragons. But the latter would weaken us enough that Nyar could win the war with ease.”

Gojo nodded.

“That should be one of his long-term plans.”

Arad then shook his head.

“But wait, you said that you found a solution? Does that mean we can destroy the Meteor?”

Gojo burst laughing. “That thing? Hell no. But I got a way to get the void dragons some void action, thanks to Yog. She is a damned pain, but she at least knows what she is doing.”