Primordial Dragon: Traveling the Omniverse

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The lights of Kyoto flickered faintly beneath the dark canvas of the night sky, casting long shadows that danced along the rooftops and winding paths of the old city.

Kaelthar walked among them—silent, unseen.

He had erased his presence completely from mortal perception, His existence wasn't meant to mingle unnoticed for long, but for now, it served him. The humans bustled about, their energy ever-present. They walked hurriedly to their homes, faces buried in glowing screens, completely unaware that the first and final guardian of the multiverse wandered beside them.

He watched them.

He liked watching them.

Not in a condescending way—but with a fascination.

Mortal beings fascinated him far more than divine ones ever had. Where gods clung to tradition and pride, mortals defied limitations. They forged dreams with fragile hands. He'd seen civilizations born from fire and stone, evolve to sail through stars, bend time, even colonize other realities through sheer will.and the end they have some faults to some wish to have a endless war and others wants to make others suffer for their enjoyment.they are not perfect.

But Kaelthar was fascinated with them.

The divine had power, yes. But most gods stagnated—worshipped, pampered, and bloated by their own mythos and pride. Mortals, by contrast, kept building, even when they failed. They rose again and again, and it was beautiful,but there are some Gods who keep improving their divine authoritys. Some who truly push their understanding their divine authority/concept become embodiment that respected concept.

Tonight, he passed an alley where an old man poured soup for a stray cat. On another street, two teenagers argued over a school test. A couple laughed under an umbrella in the rain.

The smallest things carried so much life.

He smiled softly.

"Keep moving forward, little ones…" he murmured, voice hidden in the breeze. "You're closer to the divine than you think."

By the time he left the city proper, the stars had shifted above him. Kyoto's lights dimmed behind the trees as he made his way up the old mountain trails, stepping over cracked stone steps and moss-covered torii gates. His path led to a hidden shrine, tucked deep into a forest cloaked in mist and silence.

The temple wasn't grand. It wasn't meant to be.

It was forgotten—untouched by time, rooted in a place between realms.

Kaelthar stood still beneath its entrance, sensing the energies that clung to it. Old prayers. Forgotten offerings. A lingering respect. Here, the air was clean. Natural. Pure.

It reminded him of the older planes—before things were named, before laws were written.

"I like places like these," he murmured, entering with a quiet reverence. "So still… but not lifeless."

He moved past the prayer altar and followed the narrow steps behind the temple, deeper into the woods. His senses stretched farther than any mortal's, yet he remained cautious. Though most Outer Beings had been shattered, he knew better than to rest on certainty.

Chaos had a way of crawling back when no one was looking.

He had a duty—not just to power, but to the balance itself. The multiverse wasn't just stars and space. It was principles. Justice. Harmony. Peace. Concepts made flesh, all bound together by order.

And Kaelthar was Order.

It was why even gods unknowingly bowed when he passed. Why dragons and demons quieted their breath. Why even the conceptual beings—embodiments of hatred, desire, even death—felt a strange calm in his presence.

He was not a tyrant.

He was what held the universe together.

That was when he sensed her.

Warmth.

Not fire. Something softer—alive, vibrant. Divine, yes, but not bloated by titles.

Feminine.

He turned his gaze across the misted garden path behind the shrine.

And then he saw her.

A woman.

No—a fox. A divine spirit, cloaked in human beauty. Her long golden hair shimmered like sunlit honey. Her amber eyes reflected moonlight and starlight both. And her body… her curves swayed as she walked, hips wrapped in a refined kimono that clung lovingly to her frame.

Her presence wasn't forced. She didn't demand attention.

But she had it.

The air shifted around her, as if nature itself paused to admire.

Even Kaelthar felt it.

"…Interesting," he said softly, stepping closer through the mist.

He didn't hide himself from her.

And she felt him instantly.

Yasaka, High Priestess and Queen of the Kyoto Yokai, stopped mid-step. Her senses flared in warning—no, not warning. Not fear. But pull.

Her tails bristled behind her robe.

She turned slowly, hand ready to summon her spiritual energy, but the moment her eyes met his—she froze.

He stood in the mist, calm, regal, cloaked in black and gold. His face—divinely handsome. Ethereal. Powerful. She'd seen many gods in her life. She'd met Celestials, Dragons, even tasted the power of divine emperors.

But this?

This man made all of them feel like children dressing up in daddy's armor.

Her breath caught. She didn't know why, but every instinct in her told her she was standing before something ancient. Older than her bloodline. Older than the mountain. Older than gods.

But he didn't radiate hostility.

His energy was warm. Deep. Balanced.

And strangely enough… comforting.

Yasaka relaxed. Her guard didn't drop, but she tilted her head and offered a graceful bow, tails swaying softly behind her. "You're not from this world," she said quietly, eyes narrowing with both curiosity and awe. "And you wear a shape that doesn't belong to any pantheon I know."

Kaelthar gave her a small smile. "I walk many roads. Not all of them are mapped."

Her heart skipped.

Even his voice felt like a prayer echoing in a divine chamber.

"You are…?" she asked, trying to remain composed, even as something inside her ached.

Kaelthar stepped closer, slowly. "A wanderer. A guardian. A dragon."

Yasaka's eyes widened slightly. "A dragon?"

He nodded. "Not of this world. Not even of this reality. I was once called Kaelthar, though names are… soft things."

She felt it again—that pull. The soft ache in her chest was slowly traveling lower.

Something in her body responded to him, involuntarily. As if her spirit recognized what stood before her. Not just his power—but his essence.

He was Order.

And she was in heat.

Her breeding season had started earlier this week. Normally, she could meditate through it, suppress it with spells and discipline. But now?

Her thighs pressed together gently beneath her robe.

She felt drawn to him in a way she didn't understand. Not just sexually, but spiritually. Her body cried for union. Her soul yearned for closeness.

And he—he knew.

Kaelthar watched her quietly, his gaze never lewd, never mocking. Just… knowing.

"It's not shameful," he said gently, reading her body language with ease. "It's nature responding to itself."

She flushed slightly. "It's… complicated."

He nodded. "Everything worth doing is."

They stood in silence for a moment, watching each other in the soft light of the moon. The mist curled around them like a blanket. There was no tension—only quiet, growing gravity.

Finally, Yasaka took a breath.

"You're not staying here just to watch the flowers, are you?"

Kaelthar chuckled softly. "No. But the flowers are lovely. As is their guardian."

Her eyes widened slightly at the compliment. She had been called many things—beautiful, divine, powerful. But this compliment, spoken so calmly, pierced deeper.

"…You see a lot more than you say, don't you?"

Kaelthar's eyes glowed faintly.

"I see what matters."

She swallowed, breath catching again as she fought the growing heat in her chest—and her lower body.

Kaelthar's smile softened, and then he reached out—not touching her, but letting his fingers hover inches from her cheek.

"If you wish it," he said quietly, "I'll leave. I know your season weighs on you."

"…No," she whispered before she could stop herself.

The word left her lips like a confession.

"I don't want you to leave."

Kaelthar stepped forward once more.

This time—closer.

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