I Made a Game Featuring Constellations-Chapter 97

The Dark Dragon Beidos...

Late at night.

Burner lay awake in the tent, nestled against Latis, who was fast asleep in his embrace.

In the distant past, during the mythical era, Beidos was a dragon of evil, a monster so fearsome that it took the combined might of countless gods and dragons to seal him away. And now, they said that vile being had returned. The creature that had been sealed at the cost of countless lives thousands of years ago was now stirring once more.

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“So, the enemy in this story is that accursed dragon,” Burner thought to himself.

Listening to Latis’s story, it all started to make sense, like pieces of a long-unfinished puzzle finally falling into place.

If Beidos, sealed for so long, had spent eons scheming and manipulating to free himself, everything that had happened up until now could be explained. Like a wicked god tempting mortals, Beidos could have been creating pacts akin to demonic contracts, amassing followers to serve his purpose. The strange obsession of his empire with executing the innocent, the use of necromancy to dispose of the bodies—everything pointed to rituals and sacrifices meant to resurrect the dark dragon.

He had hidden his true identity as an evil dragon, masquerading as a divine being, and bent an entire empire to his will. All this while still bound by his seal. The mere thought of it chilled Burner. What a terrifying entity.

And that wasn’t all.

Beidos’s influence extended far beyond the empire of humans. He had corrupted dragons across the continent with his malevolent energy, breaking their minds and reducing them to mindless beasts. Among the victims were those who had raised Latis, driving her to take their lives herself in a cruel twist of fate.

Now Burner understood why this story required more than one hero. The adversaries he’d faced so far, whether the Abyssal entities or the Research Director, had been formidable, but this enemy’s scale was completely different. A being born as a dragon, ascending to a dragon god, and seeking to conquer dimensions—it was an unimaginable monster. Burner’s opponent was not one to be underestimated.

“...But I will stop him.”

History had already recorded the fall of the Beidos Empire. Surely it had been Latis and the other heroes who had made that possible through their sacrifices. That path of struggle and triumph was the one Burner would walk with her.

“Latis...”

Burner thought back to the expression Latis had when she brought peace to the green dragon Luft. He recalled her trembling emotions when she recounted the tale of how Beidos’s corruption had spread, ensnaring and destroying other dragons.

Their time together hadn’t been long, but he wanted to fight for her. To see her truly happy. For the one who, despite her stern exterior, could still smile so warmly.

Thump.

Burner moved his tail to wrap around Latis’s waist. His tail, now as large as a grown dog, was big enough to hold her gently.

“Mm... Yonyong...” she murmured in her sleep.

What dream was she having? When Burner wrapped his tail around her, she mumbled again.

“Say hello, Yonyong...”

Was she dreaming of introducing him to the dragons who had raised her? Perhaps his own mother would have been among them.

“...”

Burner’s expression hardened. Those dragons had already been consumed by Beidos’s corruption, their minds shattered beyond repair. Saving them or returning them to who they once were was impossible.

“Latis, I can’t fulfill that dream of yours.”

But...

“I’ll be your shelter instead.”

Wriggling, Burner pushed his head further into Latis’s warm embrace. Even if this journey came to an end, even if he didn’t survive it in one piece, he would protect her, no matter what.

The soft warmth of her body and her faint scent filled his senses. Comforted by it, he slowly closed his eyes and let sleep take him.

***

Boom!

The massive blue dragon collapsed slowly, its body radiating a faint azure light.

“Rest in peace, Hrus.”

Latis, just as she had done with the golden dragon before, carefully tended to the dragon’s remains, preparing a solemn funeral. Kneeling in silence for what felt like an eternity, she allowed herself to grieve before rising to her feet. Without a word, she walked out of the dragon’s lair.

Trailing quietly behind her was a small boy, patiently waiting. Half a year had passed since their journey began together. Burner, who had grown significantly as a hatchling, now stood nearly as large as a full-grown dragon. Using polymorph magic, he had taken the form of a human boy to accompany her on her journey.

Normally, a hatchling under a century old wouldn’t be capable of such advanced magic, but the system’s unique properties had made it possible.

As usual, the two set up camp, preparing for another night under the stars. Once inside their tent, they lay down to rest. Burner, as naturally as ever, nestled into Latis’s arms.

When he first transformed into a human and sought comfort in her embrace, Latis had teased him mercilessly, calling him a “clingy little thing.” Now, it had become an unspoken nightly routine.

Crackle, crackle.

The sound of the campfire gently burning was the only noise in the quiet night.

“Yonyong,” Latis called, holding Burner close.

“What is it?”

“...I’m going to set everything right.”

For the past six months, Burner had accompanied Latis, helping her bring peace to dragons corrupted by the dark dragon’s influence—a mercy euthanasia for those whose minds and souls had been irreparably tainted. Although the game’s system allowed them to skip travel time, Burner had never used it. He had promised to stay by her side every step of the way and didn’t want to miss a single moment with her.

Now, after half a year, their grim mission was finally complete. With the death of the blue dragon Hrus, the last of the corrupted dragons had been laid to rest. All that remained was to confront the source of this tragedy—the dark dragon Beidos. Their goal was to defeat him and free the souls he had enslaved.

“As I told you before, this won’t be easy,” Latis said, her voice heavy with resolve.

They were up against a dragon who had once ascended beyond even the gods of dragons, a being who had conquered the continent’s greatest empire. Facing him would not only be difficult but life-threatening.

“We might die. And if we die by his hands, death won’t be a peaceful rest.”

Even though Beidos was currently sealed, he was still a formidable enemy. Not even Latis, the renowned Dragon Slayer, could be certain of their chances against him. This would be the hardest journey they had ever faced.

“So, you don’t have to—”

“Latis,” Burner interrupted, his voice steady. “I already told you before.”

His answer was unwavering.

“I will always be with you, no matter what stands in your way.”

Burner rested his chin on Latis’s chest, meeting her gaze with unwavering determination.

“Pfft...” Latis let out a laugh.

“When did my little one, who couldn’t even walk straight, grow up like this?”

“W-Wait! Latis! Hold on!”

Before he could react, Latis scooped up Burner’s face and nuzzled him against her chest, rubbing his cheeks affectionately. It was almost suffocating.

But it felt wonderful.

***

Half a year later.

Screeeeech.

Latis, clad in her full armor, activated the mechanisms and pushed open the heavy doors of the underground facility. Next to her, Burner, his focus sharp, finished casting a spell and opened his eyes.

"I’ve disabled all the alarm spells in the vicinity and cast Silence. We’re good to go."

"As expected from my Yonyong," Latis said with a faint smile.

The two cautiously stepped through the doorway into the facility.

It had been six months since they began their pursuit of the dark dragon Beidos. During that time, Burner had uncovered vital information about Beidos by hunting down his minions and dismantling their operations. One lead had led to another, eventually bringing them to this place—a gruesome underground facility reminiscent of the corpse disposal site from the story of McGuy Zaborg.

“The air here is... thick with malevolence,” Latis muttered, tension radiating from her as she stepped forward. Burner, too, could feel the oppressive darkness suffusing the area. Unlike when he had been a mere mortal, his current dragon form made him acutely aware of the traces of black magic saturating the surroundings.

It was unmistakable: this place was a hub for gathering power through the bodies of the wrongfully slain, fueling rituals for Beidos’s resurrection. They were closer to the heart of the corruption than ever before.

Hallways and staircases stretched endlessly before them. Though the guards were vigilant, Latis’s raw strength and Burner’s magic allowed them to slip through unnoticed. Together, they advanced deeper and deeper into the facility.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally reached a massive chamber. At its center stood an enormous furnace surrounded by smaller incinerators used to burn bodies.

“This is it,” Latis said solemnly.

“...No doubt about it,” Burner confirmed.

From within the furnace, countless souls and lingering spirits swirled violently. Even though they were long dead, their screams echoed so loudly that they could be heard outside the chamber. The sight was unlike anything they had ever encountered.

So many lives... all sacrificed for the resurrection of a single being.

Burner felt his stomach churn, struggling to hold back the urge to retch.

“Are you ready, Latis?”

“Of course.”

“Then I’ll begin.”

“Please, Yonyong.”

Burner summoned dozens of intricate magic circles that unfolded around him. His consciousness pierced through the longest tether connected to the furnace, unraveling the threads of its power. As the spell activated, the world shifted.

A brilliant flash of light.

When they opened their eyes again, Latis and Burner found themselves standing in a massive cavern, so vast its edges were impossible to discern. The darkness was suffocatingly deep, and the air hung heavy with an overwhelming presence.

“Ugh!” Burner groaned, his knees trembling.

The cavern was suffused with an oppressive aura. Burner felt an almost instinctive urge to kneel and worship whatever existed here, as though defiance was not an option. The presence enveloped his entire being, demanding reverence.

[To think you made it this far...]

A deep, resonant voice echoed through their very souls, vibrating with power. The energy in the air warned Burner not to look up, as if doing so would mean certain doom.

But Burner clenched his teeth.

If he were the type to cower at this, he wouldn’t have made it this far. Gritting his teeth so hard it felt like they might break, he fought against the oppressive voice that reverberated within him and raised his head.

And there he saw it.

A massive, black dragon bound in chains, its entire body wrapped in iron. Its eyes gleamed with malice as it grinned, baring rows of jagged teeth.

[For mere mortals, you’ve done well to get this far.]

The dragon’s grotesque smile sent chills down Burner’s spine.