THE ETERNAL DRAGON
PROLOGUES

If time could be turned back

I'm not going to dock there

I will endure the hunger at that time

My life and her life will probably be different at this time.

This fight is making me tired

Tired of living my long life

Tired of facing reality

The only family I have is my enemy

The palm of Araga's left hand hit Khaga's right hand, which sent him bouncing backwards. Then the two of them staggered back.

Turning backwards, Khaga released two knives that shot towards Araga at lightning speed leaving a roaring wind sound.

In a difficult position, Araga saw two flashes of blade light towards him, then reflexively he swung the spear in his hand to fend off the two blades.

Trang! Trang!

The two blades were reflected onto the moist ground by the pool of blood. Araga's hand felt a tingling numbness due to the impact of the spear with the knife.

Araga again staggered back and almost fell but still had time to prop up his body with a spear to the ground to keep his body from falling. Her chest feels tight. Araga tried to take a prepared breath in case of the next attack.

His entire body was covered in wounds that were still draining fresh blood. His feet trembled from exhaustion doing this endless battle.

While Khaga is seen trying to stand up taking a breath. A splash of blood gushed from the new wound on Khaga's right arm hit the incision of Araga's spear that hit him.

When the dust around the battle began to fade, it was seen that around them were thousands of piles of bloodied corpses that had begun to dry up. Various weapons of spears, swords, knives, axes, shields stuck in, scattered around him mixed with dust and blood.

Bumm!

The next minute there was an explosion accompanied by strong winds that swept in all directions. Khaga blew up his aura preparing to strike back. Then he moved quickly towards Araga.

Trang! Trang! Trang! Trang! The tring!

Only a flash of sword light clashing against the spear was visible from the fight. I don't know how much has passed.

The set!  Sets !  Jem!  Dudez!

Their movements stopped. As the dust of the battle began to fade, it appeared that two of their figures with Araga's spear pierced through Khaga's chest, while Khaga's sword pierced Araga's throat.

For a few seconds of silence, the eyes of the two of them began to darken, the smell of death in the place.

Then the next second their eyes brightened again, they began to regain consciousness. Araga then kicked Khaga which pushed him back causing Khaga's sword to slip from Araga's throat, as well as Araga's spear being plucked from Khaga's chest.

The two of them staggered backwards, almost falling together yet they were still swiftly supporting the body with their respective weapons.

Their eyes looked at each other while breathing back in gasps. Their wounds began to bleed.

Eternal life does not mean they cannot be hurt. They also felt pain from the wounds. But immortality makes the wound begin to close again, but it takes time during the healing process.

Silent.

The wind was blown again, this was not the first time for them, it might have been hundreds of times that they had fought in various places in this part of the world. The pain felt by Araga was always imprinted in his heart. The outer wounds could be healed, but the wounds of his heart would never heal.

Not felt the day began to twilight, the sound of moans around it was no longer heard, the smell of blood rancid began to smell exhaled by the wind made the atmosphere of the battlefield even more gripping.

Only the two of them were still standing on this battlefield.

Ordinary humans would not be able to survive the battle for days without eating and drinking. If not for their internal strength, it might have already collapsed by the second day.

Khaga tried again to gather his spirit and strengthen his aura, but from his mouth spurted fresh blood. Holding his chest, Khaga said “Sports, I will still offer you to join for the sake of our childhood”.

“Not” replied Araga briefly while taking a breath to gather the remnants of strength.

“I don't approve of your plan. Humans have the right to decide their own choices, we cannot manage them as we wish” continued Araga

“Man?”

Khaga laughed then grimaced while holding his chest with his left hand.

“Mortal beings named humans have long been broken. They can do arbitrarily to do everything even cruel things even for their personal interests. Are those the ones you defend?” khaga asked.

“What is the difference with you doing this for your own sake” said Araga.

“That's different.” Khaga's lever

“I did this to establish a new order of peaceful human life in this world” Khaga said next with justification for his actions.

“See your surroundings. Is this what you call peace?” ask Araga back.

“To form a new one, sometimes we have to destroy the existing one because it has been damaged” replied Khaga with his justification again in a high tone.

Hearing Khaga's reply, Araga's heart grew stifling. Many of his friends, friends and relatives have been killed as a result of the conflict.

“You are no longer the Khaga I know. You are a human-shaped Devil” said Araga further restraining his anger.

“See you, Araga.”

“If I am a Devil, do you feel yourself an angel obligated to save mankind?” look at Khaga while scorning.

“What you do is no different from me. We are the same. You and I are different existences than you. We were born to change the world” Khaga continued

Araga let out a long sigh listening to Khaga's words. He did not approve of Khaga's plan. Araga prefers not to interfere in other human affairs. And Araga believes humans can improve themselves as the journey of human life itself.

“You already know my stance that will never approve of your plan. Now what will you decide?”  ask Araga

“Are we going to continue this endless battle?” araga asked back as she prepared to grip her spear tightly.

Khaga who also felt exhausted sighed then shook her head.

“We are both exhausted. For the sake of the past, we stop fighting today.” Khaga said.

“But I'll be back looking for you in the future. At that time I will kill you with my own hands.” he continued with a sharp look like a knife that pierced towards Araga.

Araga's heart again felt sliced at Khaga's words, as the only family he had planned to kill him. How ironic.

Araga never intended to kill Khaga. He had several times restrained his strength in order not to kill his only family. Araga hopes that one day Khaga will come to her senses and return to being the brother she knows.

“Let's make a deal. We choose each other's path without intersecting with each other.” invite Araga to make peace so there is no need to fight again in the future.

Khaga looked around, then turned her body and replied “Alright.”

“We agreed to choose each other's path. If you block my path in the future. This deal's over. Never again appear in front of me or I will kill you” continued Khaga with a burst of aura from his body that makes a powerful sweep of the wind around him.

Then Khaga disappeared into the darkness of the night.

“Oh Lord, until when does this feud end” muttered Araga while looking towards Khaga's departure.