At that moment, the Devourer's gaze sharpened. Piercing. Searching.
Somewhere far below. Beyond countless layers of existence. Beyond realms deemed insignificant.
a Devourer Dragon had awakened.
And its blood…was not merely strong.
It was absolute.
At that same moment. across the Galaxy of Devourer Dragons. the stillness shattered.
In distant palaces forged from voidstone and bone, figures paused mid motion. On floating continents where ancient clans resided, conversations ceased abruptly. Within the endless void, where colossal draconic forms drifted like silent gods, massive eyes opened one after another.
Golden. Crimson. Obsidian.
Each pair ignited with awareness.
They had all felt it. The same pulse.
The same impossible signal.
It spread through their blood like a call that could not be ignored, resonating with something deeply buried within their very existence.
A return. No. something beyond return. Something… superior.
