In a large mountain range which was avoided by both humans and monsters a large and powerful dragon lived in seclusion. Its grey body that resembled a rock, as it was laying on the ground had a rough and strong feel to it. Opening its golden eyes they had the feeling of ancient wisdom, but also sadness and loneliness no human could ever understand. It raised its majestic head as it looked up to the dark and cloudy sky while feeling sad, extremely sad.

  "Why do I feel like this" he thought, "I am the strongest no one in this world is my match yet I feel so empty?"

  These were his thoughts for the last thousand or so years.

  He wasn't always like this though he too used to go slaughtering for months somerimes years at a time when people, monsters or demons annoyed him. But that was tens of thousands years ago.

  "Being immortal what good is it to me who has lost his will to live?" The dragon once again sighed, "Maybe it's time?"

  He wanted to remember the time when life wasn't so grey.

  *Status* he thought

  Name: Old Dragon

  Age: 673,042          Race: Immortal Dragon Lord

  Level: 10,000 (the upper limit of Immortal Dragon Lord)    Gender: Male

  Titles: Slayer of humanity, Savior of humanity, Immortal, Slayer of monsters, Savior of monsters, The one who devours all, etc...

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  Health: 360,000 / 640,000     Mana: 970, 000 / 970, 000

  Strength: 130,000        Agility: 100,000

  Vitality: 128,000         Dexterity: 80,000

  Intelligence: 97,000        Wisdom: 112,000

  Skills

  Devour (active), Dragons Breathe (active), Dragons roar (active), Dragons will (passive), Immortal (passive),

  Lords privilege (passive)

  Warning: Host has lost the will to live, as an immortal you will slowly lose health overtime unless you regain your will to live.

  As the dragon read through his status he felt even more sadness.

  "My name? I know I had one now I have forgotten it aswell" He mumbled.

  He closed the status window. Once again he couldn't remember.

  He roared towards the heavens causing earthquakes. Then he flew to the highest mountain and did what he had prepared for the last one hundred or so years. He died. But he did not feel sad in his last moments he felt relieved he would finally be free.