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Koron's and Raelisforos'story was one of my favorites. And even if it's full of spell mistakes, I am proud of thinking it! And I owe you all a very big thank you for the feed back you had given to me! So without any further delay, here is the second part of the tale of that couple.!

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Violating the Divine Law

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Ten years have passed since the day the prince of the Maraji wastelands announced the begining of his hunt against all that the people of his land were believing in. Lovers, criminals, family. Nothing escaped the obsession of his vision! He had to break all of the pitiful taboos the mortals were establishing. He had raped and slayed his family, from mother to brothers and then even the king himself. All were lost in a single day, with exception of his most of holy younger sister, next priestess of Soekith's high temple. In the same place where Koron was killed she would be crowned as the link between mortals and deities.

The prince couldn't appease his need to challenge all the society had. And soon he had no goal. He sacrifised everything in the name of his goal. He left the country, dressed in common garments and searched for new ways to terror the heart of his people. Returning, he brought more than enough back with him, to challenge little by little soekith himself! He had acquired apprentices of dark magic and rituals, strange voodoos and mojos. What's worth to mention though, was that he found people that could trasmute the strengh of his spirit satisfying his strange dark desires.

The villagers were calling them pacts with the devil. In just two years, his land had grown poorer than any other era of its history. He had unleashed dark forces and plagues upon his people, he had summoned curses and even spirits to aid him in his wants. He had prayed to gods of other nations and he had acquired more than what anyone ever had. He was even able to stop his flesh from aging. He would die, but he would die as young as he was looking like. And he was close to reach the climax of his insanity.

He had challenged his lover, his society amd his god. He wanted to be immortal and he would acquire that element from breaking the spirit of his people, forging his own in a way only sinners can. He had broken all taboos, he had killed those that were opposing him, he had proven to the world that his words were real. His lover offered himself from that single purpose. He was willing to reach everything.

Now, nothing existed among the mortals that he hadn't tried. Only one thing was left now, only one obstacle for his becoming a god: To damn a god and kill him. He had it planned all along, yet his insecurity was always there. How do you kill something that you aren't even sure that is existing? That question, that single question that challenged his god's existance, was his greatest wonder. However, even like that he would do it. People would soon see a god in him, a god that's immortal, to be forever, to rule forever. Even the lords of other lands that were far away from his land of reptilians had heard of his efforts. Many called him fool, others a heathen to spirits impossible of mortal understanding. All were afraid of him though.

The sky upon the wastelands had always dark clouds hiding the sun. Raelisforos was always enjoying watching the people around the castle under the shadows they casted. Some years ago, even in their poor land, people could be seen living their lives, ignorant of the prince that was looking at them. Now, a single soul couldn't be seen. All were hiding from that crazy king. Yet he still thought the same thoughts when he looked at his city. "Pitiful, tiny, weak mortals" he said once and laughed. He was ready for everything that would follow. Around him there were circles and strange magical symbols. A hundred monks, followers of Soekith dressed in white were all tied up inside a green circle. Twenty necromancers and witches were covered with dark black hoods. A king dressed in nothing but his skin, his insane pride and markings of paint upon his body. A breathless body, wearing nothing but closed eyes and a pendant around his neck. That was it, the moment for his mortal mind to triumpth truly for once.

He was about to violate a divine law, something nature had stated, something people knew of as impossible. "I will have you back, Koron" he said and kneeled next to the body of his lover. Among the crowd of soekith's ambassadors was one, observing him not in fear, but a strange sympathy. His majesty's sister, princess Ashilia, high priestess of the house of Soekith. She knew her brother quiet well. She knew of his cruel vision. However, he was always so close to that body. He had used many charms to prevent it from rotting, he was always looking at it in a strange mercifull look. And he always caressed it, he always hugged it. Deep inside, the king everyone feared was not a sinner, nor was he evil. He was still a stupid child, scared of growing up, fulfilling the needed parts for realizing his dreams. Who doesn't want to live forever?

She was the cause of all the problems of her world. After Koron's death, Raelisforos tried to end his life many times, in a little time passing by between his attempts. The burden of his sin was too much for him. He cared not about anyone else's opinion. He on the other hand was filled with guilt. And that silly, full of sympathy girl was trying to comfort him. That's when she understood that she was willing to help him. One time the prince sliced his veins with his sword and waited for death to unite him with his dead loving monk, she entered his room and bandaged his armes. He punched her hard and begged her to kill him. He challenged her even, but she didn't give up. For every punch he would give her, she was willing to bandage another part of his body. There were so little parts she could cover though. Once she had finished she looked at him and smiled, her face covered in blood.

"If you can become immortal, brother..."that's what she said "You should first try to bring back the dead"

Now it was the moment. All pawns were well played and used. All parts of that single sacrifise were in position. The young king stepped out of the green glowing circle and looked at her. She only bowed her head and looked up to him. She was going to pay for her greatest sin. She had kept a person from dying and thus that person, who had caused so much pain survived. But it still was her brother and king and she was more than willing of sacrifising herself for that body he adored so much to smile again, to speak some words. The necromansers were summoning their arts, strange hymns and lyrics heard, quiet as whispers, merging together with the hymn of the sacrifises, begging Soekith to show their souls mercy. None of them wanted to die. They were dragged in and tied up, unable of moving or arguing. Soon fire began emerging from the ground and the screams of the monks heard like nightmares coming true, burning out from their bodies. They screamed but still they sang that last hymn to their god.

The sight was nothing other than repelling. The burned flesh was dropping on the floor and like as if it was alive, it was making its way to the body in the middle of the circle, surrounding it, covering it and them fading away. The screams were dying out one by one, the monks were silenced as their bodies were giving in. It was painful for even Rael to watch. In the greatest honor and debt to his sister, he still observed as a hundred sacrifises were killed by mystical, magical forces.

The ritual was coming soon to an end and the fire stopped, revealing hideous bodies behind it. Around the white body of Koron, all monks were dead. And in the middle there was one breathing. They were slow heavy breaths, but Rael could see it, that chest moving up and down, filling with air before releasing it out again. He didn't speak yet, he just moved closer to the first of his necromancing assistants. He took a sword from a sheathe hanging next to the wall, beheading him fast. The rest saw the King killing one of their kind and tried to escape in fear. Unfortunately, he was already blocking the one and only exit they had. They were bound to die. It was a sight not usually seen, when the first one jumped out of the edges of the balcony and fell on the ground below. More followed, some died from the dragon's attacks, the heavy metal slicing their bodies, blood covering the floor and wall. All had a similar fate: Death.

Rael stopped and stood still for a moment. In silence he observed his lovers shaking body. In a strange, twisted way, the body he had kept from rottening had decayed, pieces of flesh throbbing, creating bubbles on the surface and then just getting back in their spot. It was enough to make Rael vomit, but his excitement for seeing that body move once more kept him from doing it. Even Koron's face had been recreating itself. Flesh could be seen around the jaws, and veins were visible without scales and skin hiding them. Only the reptile's eyes were perfect and looked at him in fear.

"Koron..." Rael whispered, after siting next to his body. He put his strangely forming head in his lap and patted at a spot that scales had already finished recreating themselves. The eyes that were looking that him, began welling up and their owner's muzzle formed a soft grin. Rael was unsure of wether something as bringing the dead back to life was possible. Could it really be? "Is that you, my sweet little Koron?" the king asked and cried on top of him, his tears dripping softly on the ressurected body. The person lying next to him didn't speak. He was barely able to breathe anyway. Only when an hour passed was he able to at least move an arm. He still couldn't talk, his tongue wasn't existing yet.

Rael hugged that head and kept it there in his arms when Koron first rubbed his thigh with a small half made paw and nodded a yes in insecurity... Rael felt perfectly calm for a moment. The burden he had on his shoulders for killing the one he loved could finally be lifted, for what he had commited was undone. It couldn't rewrite the past, but Koron was here. He had violated a sacred law, but he didn't take any pleasure from that fact. For once it seemed like his sadistic side was calm. He had Koron back, into his arms. He had defeated that god. He took the young reptilian away from that death. Koron was his once again.

Several hours passed by. Koron was still weak, but he was almost completely safe. He was sleeping in Rael's embrace, protected by anything that meant to harm him. He had back all of his flesh, and his once appearing muscles were begining to hide under the soft hide of scales. His nerves began functioning and his blood circulation had reached the correct levels for a creature like him. Rael observed him closely. It was almost frightening, knowing that someone who shouldn't be there was right next to him.

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"Rael..." It was a soft whispering calling, in the middle of the night. Koron wanted to speak... he wanted to know what was happening. His situation couldn't have happened, he was dead! Why was he feeling? Raelisforos even looked similar to that last day they were together. Did he do it? Was he a god, an immortal? Or how much time could have passed? "Rael"...

The dragon opened his eyes and yawned when he felt a tiny claw rubbing his chest. He looked down on his muscled body, seeing his sweet little lizard moving up and down on his chest with every breathe he took. Koron only looked at him with a weak smile. Wings flapped in a crazed happiness as Rael held Koron dearly into his arms. "Koron... I" a dragon as strong as him, crying... Koron looked up at him with a haunted glare, like he was willing to kill.

"Is... is something wrong?" Raelisforos asked in a begging voice, still deep in toned and loving. "I was dead..." Koron whispered and looked him plainly. "You killed me Rael". Rael only gulped and looked at him, he took hold of that body and hugged him close before bursting in tears. "Now you are back!!" He couldn't handle it. He had done it, what his god had never done. He had defeated death itself!

Koron wished to be understanding, but he couldn't. Raelisforos stopped in silence as a claw punched his chest and Koron's lips said "You fool". Rael pulled back and looked at him. Koron looked at him still "Why did you bring me back! I didn't want to come back!" Koron yelled, his voice serious. It was frightening, a ghost coming to life and Rael could feel a shiver run his spine when he realized that Koron was indeed a ghost. The white lithe lizard soften his look and clinged on his chest "Say it, my lord" he whispered and closed his eyes smiling.

Rael knew what he meant and hugged him back. "I am so sorry my sweet little Koron" the dragon whispered. He felt so good to finally say it, for Koron to hear. Koron giggled and licked his king's chest rolling circles at some scales next to him. "I don't even know what you might be talking about my prince". Truth was, Koron wanted to be by his side more than anything in the world. However, his death was for a purpose, it meant alot. He felt a false pride though for what his prince had achieved. His body wasn't perfect, his insides were still a chaos of flesh and he still had problems breathing. He called some strengh on his muscles though and hugged Rael close sitting on his lap.

"There's something I wanted to do for a long time now" Rael whispered in his ear-hole, before licking it passionately and moving his tongue to all down on his neck causing Koron to gasp in desire and bliss. Soon his tongue was licking in front of the monk's lips which parted in submission to him. Their kiss was something Rael literaly could kill for. It was all he wanted to feel, his little sweet white monk in his arms.

Their kiss was tender, the king didn't want to harm his servant. He could taste blood in his mouth, even his teeth didn't exist completely. Before he hunted another kiss Koron looked in shock at him. "Rael" he cried and the dragon almost pounced from his spot. "What... what happened here" the monk moaned when he noticed the bodies. He could see the burned clothings of his people, he noticed the murdered magicians. He understood they were all meant sacrifises. "They were the toll I had to pay, in order to bring you back" the dragon stated and stared at him. Koron pressed his head on his king's pectorials and whined softly. His king loved him so much. In a strange brutal and blood covered way, it was an example of ultimate affection. He even noticed the royal marking of the high priest, his lover's sister. However he didn't mention it. Rael must have been suffering from her loss without showing anything to him.

"Koron... I love you" his dragon whispered and took him in his arms. He could only smile sheepishly at him. "Look Koron, my country is proof of my victory. I will break them all Koron" the dragon said in triumph and allowed his monk to see the landscape from the embrasures.

The lizard felt his heart breaking in tiny pieces. He hadn't noticed the sky yet but what he saw was a massacre. His land was not a wealthy one, it was a dessert. However all of the inhabitants of the villages around the temple he was living in seemed to have a happy life. It was not easy, but it was good. Their prays were giving them strength and their wasteland prison seemed like a jewel after some time, with oasises and their cultivations. Now the sky was dark, the few trees were haunted and had lost all their leaves. Everything was ruined, even the shadows of the villagers seemed like haunted ghouls moving under the moon.

"Rael... what happened" Koron asked in despair. All he cherished were ruined. Even his god of a lover was no longer a kid with ambitions and dreams. He was an obsessed maniac. "It's just the sacrifise that must happen before I get what I want" the dragon chuckled "In fact only one thing remains until my so much wanted immortality" Koron looked up at him and waited for him to continue "What is it?" he asked in a trempling voice. "To kill God!" he stated.

"You cannot kill a god my king" the lizard stated. "I can if he doesn't exist! Look what I have from other gods Koron! I am young and I have you and Soekith didn't grand me anything else" he yelled. "The gods that don't exist have a way to die" Koron looked at him in disbelief and confusion. He couldn't stand it, could he?? "Right now Koron, there only exist 9 monks and apostles of Soekith. And they will all die. The temples are all demolished and people were denied their artifacts of affection to him!" Koron looked in shock at him, his lover only grinning down at him.

Raelisforos moved Koron inside of the castle. The white lizard was thinking way too much, he was lost in his fears and tried to understand his reality. So absorbed he was, that he didn't notice that all servants in the castle were from other lands, nor did he notice that the gigantic erection of his king was proudly bobbing in the air.

Koron noticed in awe the miracles happening on his body. Whatever witchcraft his king had used, his body seemed like it never died, as if it never aged. His snow white scales were covering his body once more, his teeth all had been recreated, he could feel his muscles factioning once more. And without him even understanding it he was soon layed on a king sized bed, pillows and sheets of golden thread decorating the huge matress. Koron looked up at his huge king, the strange flame he was feeling while waiting inside his little room sparking again. He felt that same need to feel his prince hold him and secure him. His body demanded this, his mind puzzling over it.

"Rael..." the lizard began, only to find a finger rubbing lovingly his lips, asking him to stop. "I love you Koron, as much I loved you years ago". The smaller lizard didn't respond for a moment. He knew something was wrong, but his heart felt like beating only for his king. Closing his eyes and nodding, the dragon lord only crawled next to his side, kissing him tenderly.

Nothing ever felt like that. Raelisforos had so much time to feel that emotion, love. He felt his chest warming up and suddenly his life of no importance felt like it existed for a reason. His dream might have been everything to him, his obsession, but Koron was his little lizard, a person that fully trusted him, someone for him to protect. He felt more than complete, he could feel more than perfect, squeezing his little mate's sides and looking at those uncertain eyes looking at him, waiting for him to make his move.

Rael looked at his lover and embrassed him tightly, holding him against his body. "My prince... Take me" Koron whispered in impatience. He couldn't be denied that anymore. His body was promised to his king, his mind knew he couldn't love anyone more than his dragon. He was dead by his hand, yet that seemed so old now. Little hands made their way on the strong muscled chest reaching in eagerness that massive draconic erection. Moving lower Koron left his lover looking at him, before he tended to his proud member. His own erection began to stiff in its full size as he brought his muzzle closer to his king's shaft, kissing the huge bulbus head as if it had feelings of respect towards it.

Koron moaned eagerly and soon his lover guided his head to his groin, pressing it on his scales, allowing him to smell his familiar musk. Rael only grinned as his little monk was licking his scales before getting back on serving his royal lovehood with his tongue and maw. Soft lips parting and his rod sliding inside its warm wet tunnel, teeth rubbing softly on the huge cock.

Koron moaned on top of that shaft and gagged on it in his silly efforts to serve his king. He had shivers running on his back and hands rubbing his body. His grown up prince felt exactly the same as he was ten years ago. Intoxicating, amazing and loving. Koron began to suck on the huge cockhead, being the only thing he could fill in his mouth without streching his jaw painfully and Rael growled in pride at his pitiful attentions to please him. The white lizard felt overjoyed to be there again, in his lover's attention's. He had begged his god ten years before for a single chance to live with that male as lovers, even if it was for only some moments. And now he had it again.

Hot pre was leaking out of Rael's dragonhood, making the lizard feel his insides warming up. He couldn't help but feel the exact same love and need, the same as he did so many years ago. Even thinking about it made the lizard cry, a fact that didn't pass unnoticed by his beloved prince. His tears were both of joy and sorrow. He felt that intruder in his mouth retreat and hands taking a strong hold of him. But it still was his murderer that loved him, it still was Rael that sacrifised him in the name of his dream... He felt betrayed but still he felt love. Emotions mixing up, reality becoming a sadistic madness. What was it that he felt... why was he back?

Rael could see the uncertainty in his little male's welled up eyes. "If you don't want this anymore, I understand" he whispered and kept his lizard pressed on his chest, in a locked embrace. Koron though didn't reply. He only looked at him with empty eyes, as if he could see a hidden truth. Rael layed back on the matress and allowed his lover to understand he was free to choose. He couldn't just force him in loving him. He felt guilty for killing him and he understood completely the mistake in it. If that lizard could choose someone else over him, then whatever would follow he would let it be.

Rael giggled and smiled like a silly child when he felt soft fingers exploring his bulky body. As if he never knew Raelisforos before, the lizard began exploring his muscled body, admiring and worshiping his worked out flesh. As if he was not Koron, but someone else. And he felt with his hands as much as he could, eyes widening in shock, mouth opening in fear. His king only smiled and tried to enjoy is treatment. Koron relaxed as if he was a machine and hugged his king.

"Rael... I love you... right?" he asked, pleading to hear his lover's voice, feeling a warm snout nuzzling on his forehead. "If that's what you feel Koron, then yes you do" The dragon said fondly. He turned around and pressed his back on Rael, closing his eyes and whispering loving words. Rael only giggled as he moved and pressed his body next to his, his hot rod poking eagerly on Koron's buttcheeks.

Koron moaned and Rael licked his lips in anticipation. Soon, Rael's strong hands had their grip on the lizard's sides, pulling him up on his staff before pushing him down on it. Koron squirmed again, like he did before. It felt the same, so tight, so hot, so mind melting. He couldn't help but ignore his little mate for a while, pushing himself halfway in the tight passage.

Koron felt warm. It was impossible to calculate how much of the thick dragon rod was inside of him. It was stretching him painfully, but he could handle it. His king had stopped from hilting himself like the last time... He was letting him adjust to its massive side, he was trying not to break that new coming hole he received to stuff his cock in. Koron looked behind him, his prince was looking at him, smiling. He knew his king wasn't a good person, but that smile... so full of innocence and joy and understanding. His prince had a soft side like always and it was a side that existed only for his little white monk. He could turn the world upside down if Koron asked him too.

White lizard nodding and black drake pushing forward, the meaty length pushed harder on the small hole, stretching it, opening it in half. All had to be in. All WOULD be in. Rael wanted this, so bad. He was sweating from the effort of keeping his reflexes from pounding his mate hard and without mercy, but looking down to him, his lizard was panting heavily, crying softly, sweating and gleaming in the soft light of the room. Those actions were like oil for his fire of love. But that fire had a sake and for it he had to keep back. Koron wasn't to be hurt again, not by him. So he just stood there, with a smaller male impaled on his royal cock. He was wondering when one of the guards would actually enter the room to see if one of them was still alive.

Koron wiggled and nodded. "I am ready Rael... please, let me be your mate once more" was all the little monk could ask for and the reply was a pityful laughter. "Silly Koron... You are mine and I am yours. And I will make sure that once you are seeded and bond with me, all the kingdom will know that this king has a mate". Koron blushed and inhaled deeply as the huge dragon hilted himself inside of him. His body clamped on it, as if it was pleading for it not to ever leave. With each thrust the dragon would do, Koron felt his orifice being pulled out and back in. It felt so raw, so brilliant. He liked it, in a strange twisted way. He didn't understand what depths that organ had reached but he wanted more.

Squeezing his anal muscles once more was the lizard's way to explain that he loved Raelisforos. He could only moan like a primal part of him was interrupting him from speaking. He could feel how much Rael liked it, he groaned and roared in triump and dominance. His lover was back with him, listen to your king's cries of pleasure and understand that he now has a mate. It was so loud, Koron came from the feeling, as if the power of his mate was shown with his growls. Rael began flooding the little ass he was fucking when it gripped on his cock with the strength of a champion of an arena. "I am cumming Koron" he said and pushed his lover's ass harder on his groins.

They were both left there, panting, speechless, kissing. Their hearts were racing to cover up the blood needed on their muscles. Rael pulled out of his lover and got on his knees pulling the lizard's legs up and bringing his tongue on the abused tailhole. Koron moaned defencelessly, his brute king licking lovingly his anal ring, tasting the very seed that had marked him.

"I love you Rael" the white monk whispered once the king allowed him to lay on the bed. He shivered as fingers began caressing his sides, and his King looking down on him with eyes filled love and comfort. "I love you too my sweet, little Koron" he whispered and kissed his cheek. The lizard blushed and smiled, fulfilling his purpose. It was said that everyone is half of a person. Another being was holding their other half and Koron knew he had found it. He gazed off for a few moments and then said plainly "Last time, after those words... I died".

Raelisforos didn't reply... he only laid next to his lover and held in a strong embrace, supressing his tears. "Nothing will ever happen again. I promise you Koron". he whispered. Koron smiled and kissed him before going to sleep. He was for once more, alive.

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Rael looked outside his window. His little monk was sleeping on the giant bed. His god had to fall. Rael looked outside his window. There it stood proud and sorrowful, the great temple of Soekith, God of Rights. He looked outside his window. There existed his final targets. There existed the final artifacts that served for his worshipment. There existed his last agents: Priests, monks. It would soon fall. And then, he would claim it. Immortality for himself and the person that had started it all. He wanted Koron to be immortal, with him.

He looked behind him, the little lizard was sleeping. He opened the door and picked a sword from it's sheathe. Tonight people would die. His sister died, the greatest priestess that had ever lived. Noone existed to stop him. Noone would. That was his happy ending, his goal, his dream. Noone should interfere. He left the castle, bathed in the moonlight, looking back at his window, which was facing the temple. 'I will live happily ever after with you' he said and disappeared in the middle of the night.

Koron opened his eyes. He was sleeping? He saw Rael leaving. He felt... wrong. Looking around him he saw a mirror hanging by the wall. Walking slowly he looked at himself. "I look so... fake" he said and felt his face with his hand.

"What's this?" "I am so sorry Koron" "I should be dead" "Nothing wil ever happen again" "I promise you Koron" "I love you Koron" "I love you Koron, as much as I loved you years ago" "You who entered this holy place. You who are about to break one holy taboo" "End your declaration Koron" "Will you violate a holy taboo?"

"I will"

The mirror broke into tiny shattered pieces. Koron screamed but nothing was heard. It was wrong, he was dead. Why was he back?. He looked with shock and fear down at his tail. It began fading away. Like sand it was falling. From skin to flesh and then to bones. "This body... this body is dying" He said plainly. "Raaaaael" he pleaded. His king was nowhere to be found. He fell on the floor and screamed, he couldn't handle it, he was remembering his death and he was only crying in pain. He felt a knife with golden grip stabbing his heart, but no wound existed.

"Rael... Am I only worth this much to you" "My god shall send his royals to smite you"

He looked around in pain. Rael was gone... where could he have been. He kneeled there and looked up, at the dragon's window. Outside there was Soekith's great temple. Rael defeated love, society. 'God' the lizard whispered in surprise. He had to choose again. He life belonged to his king. His body belonged to his love. His heart belong to his sweet Rael. But his logic belonged to the ways of his god. Koron ran outside, picking a small sword from the King's room and leaving, heading towards the temple, the great temple of Soekith.

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"Come out, come out, wherever you are" Raelisforos said and snickered as he pushed his sword through a young girls chest, filling the air with another person's screams. "You are messengers of GOD! Come and show me what people are believing in" he said as he dragged the girl's body in front of a priest, who looked in fear at the dragon.

"Be gone" the priest cried out, before he found his end on the dragon's sword. The dragon looked satisfied from the blood that was coloring the floor. "See this Soekith?" he screamed on his own "After this day, noone will be able to prove you ever existed" he broke a door with his foot and looked inside. He needed to end this, he had to. The sooner he would the sooner he would be by his little monk's side.

The next door had an old man inside. He shared the same fate as the others. Swing after swing of a sword forged in anger and pain. Door after door, corner after corner... All had to die! All would! It was his goal, his dream, his reason for existing. He needed to kill them.

In a matter of hours the last man standing in the building was the dragon. But there was also a girl, a fox pulled by her hair and dragged to the main altar. "You are the last of them" The dragon claimed and she only cried, not wanting to realise the sad truth. "You are but a monster" she yelled. He threw her with rage on the cold stone and yelled "I am a monster?". "I am nothing, but a soul that seeks to be a god. I am a king that wants to rule forever. I am nothing but a person that wants to be something more. I am not perfect. I am mortal" he said and took his sword in front of her, pointing the tip between her eyes.

She looked up at him, with the eyes of a grown up man facing death. And she smiled. But her eyes were full of anger, seeking revenge, yet facing the truth that this was her final moment. "Be the last to my begining, Oh priestess of Soekith" the dragon yelled and pushed a bit further.

"No Rael". The dragon stopped at hearing that sweet voice. Rael looked behind him in shock. His little lizard was there, at the door looking at him, with a sword he could barely raise on his hand, panting heavily. The lizard looked up at the king and raised his sword. "I am too, a friar of Soekith, God of Rights." He announced with pride and tears falling his from his eyes. "I can't let you do this Rael..." he shook his head and ran forward, getting his sword in range to the crazed king. No experience in battle would make the kill harder, he was an easy target, but he had to. He had to kill him.

This was wrong.

Rael simply took the sword in one hand and threw it down, then pushed the lizard next to it and looked angrily at him. "Stay there Koron. You do not belong here" he said and turned around aiming for the fox again. She was making her way crawling out of the temple. The king though, fell on his knees. He looked plainly the floor as blood shed from his legs. "Why, Koron?" he uttered. He cried like a child, the child he really was. The monk had slashed the back oh his knees, he couldn't move easily anymore. "Why ?" he cried.

"This... this is wrong. I am nothing but... dead" the lizard said and hugged his king. "This body... is dying. I don't belong here" he said and rubbed his king's face with a boned hand. "I love you Koron. We are close. We ... we can live forever, together" the king cried and begged for him to let him kill her. The last member of Soekith's visions, Soekith's secrets. Just one! He was so close. He couldn't lose now.

"Kill me"

Raelisforos looked at his little white monk begging him to die. "If you need all monks of Soekith dead, then I am one too" the lizard pleaded. "So kill me! and live forever after... alone" he said. Rael froze. He couldn't decide in those two... The dream, or the love? Which was stronger, which was more important. No...

Rael took his sword and Koron closed his eyes. 'He did once, he can do it again' the monk thought and smiled proudly for his king. He loved that in him. Rael was so strong... he never was.

"I will die too then" Rael said and turned the sword's tip on himself. "Rael..."Your body is dying... I can't live alone anymore. Not without you. I lived that hell. I can't go through it again" He said "... I... I really lo-" he looked at the little monk smiling at him... he felt cold. He looked down. He was stabbed. With a knife, with golden grip. He looked into the monks eyes and smiled.

"I love you too... my king" his little lizard whispered. He hugged him and waited. A long time passed: one hour, two. It was their ends. They had to be together. That's what both of them wished for. 'Even if this is the decision of a god' Koron muttered "I would only wish to die like this" He said and turned into dust, little by little, he was dying. But the king couldn't cry. The dragon's couldn't even see. He was dead, long before he had the chance to say... to say those words. That was his punishment, for his greedy ambitions, his crazed dream. He couldn't say them, in the end.

"I love you my sweet little Koron" was heard in the temple that day. That was what the wind was heard to say and everyone who was nearby heard the winds whispering. The whole kingdom knew, that the king had a mate.

THE END

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I hope that anyone that reads this enjoys it. Those two... are like my most proud creations. I love everything about them and I am shivering when I think of them. I had to end their tale. They are both happy about their story to be told. I hope you had a nice time. I hope spelling mistakes didn't blow up the fun of it.

I plan on making a cover like picture one day for them. They deserve it. I hope I can get some free time and draw it. If anyone has any idea about it, feel free to tell me.

Lizeron