MIR, the sentient Wyvern.

Lies

The trumpets sounded and a mass of hundreds of thousands of refugees arrived, the first ones safe and sound and the stragglers with various burns to sometimes lethal levels.

Chlorophylle and Xayda didn't speak to each other, but helped as best they could to save what could be saved. It was desolation.

Not everyone could be accommodated in the city, and makeshift tent camps were set up.

Then I arrived madly in my throne room with my generals and immediately summoned Vidocq and Taller.

Pages and goblins stumbled in panic as they saw a monstrous black thing full of teeth roar and growl orders that nobody understood.

Zalar arrived, followed by Sacha and Maxime, out of breath.

"Majesty, Mir, being a hero, I propose to find out what happened. Why a nuclear warhead exploded.

Vecna the Lich approached me and whispered: "I smell the poison of the living dead in the celestial staff. Young heroes don't 'stink'.

I waved my paw in thanks to Vecna the Lich, who went off into a corner to join the other undeads who were serving me.

Balor, the demon lord and imp asked me what my next objectives would be, given that I was the last demon lord, the demon king Mir.

"Everything went very fast. But we're facing other threats. The humans here are our wards and we are now the rightful owners of Alpha. We're going to subdue the other states and empires and merge the demonic empires into a single draconic empire."

Balor "What about the threat from above?"

"We'll see, for now we fear nothing."

The devas or my servant generals and representatives of the various demonic races attended my official councils and recognized me as their leader and emperor... until now.

What they didn't know was that I didn't give a damn about the empire anymore, and even less about Alpha.

I was just waiting for the evening to go fuck my wyverns, the Empress, and I also wanted to bang Etincelle with Xayda at the same time then hug my little brother and knock up my whole tribe. I fantasized about being surrounded by pregnant dragons with eggs all over the place and playing until I couldn't play anymore with my little ones. Playing the fool, then lounging on a rock with my basically exhausted females and sleeping like that until the next day, then starting all over again in a never-ending party of laughter, joy and squeaks.

Sacha screamed at me. I was drooling and still absent-minded.

"Mir...you disgust me!"

GRRR. "I swear, Sacha, one of these days...you and Kraa! You'll see!"

Zalar rolled on the floor laughing.

The girl was as red as a tomato.

Then she cried

"But Mir... Kroa, he's a friend...a wyvern...we can't!"

"OF COURSE WE CAN! Besides, when things calm down, we'll celebrate your engagement."

Sasha, whimpering, "Sire... Mir.."

I looked at the human sternly. "My little brother adores and protects you. You'll learn to love him! You're young"

"Majes.."

"SUFFIT! GGGGRRRRR my orders are absolute... "

Sasha sank to his knees...

"Mir... I'm afraid of the commander. Something's not right."

Then Blanche arrived as a giantess and resumed a small horse's size and went to settle down next to me, opposite Chlorophylle.