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Chapter Thirty: Gaseous Byproduct

 The Waterbred Dragons, in all their simplicity and meekness, seem to be harmless and gentle, and in a sort of way, they are, truly; indeed. They belong to a mythological species known to be the kindest version of so many ravenous monsters that have been written and illustrated within the pages of a carefully bound book, no matter how old the account is, notwithstanding.

There is nothing wrong with this presumption, however. Many competent and talented poets and storytellers will agree in unison that their creative minds are somewhat interconnected by means of inspiration, and that each one of them feel the same emotions as they try to process what was changing everything around them. The pen which obeys the idealistic tendencies of a novelist, for example, is a process that is extremely complicated, yet simplistic in its approach, although done as brutally honest in their social commentaries when gentleness is never an option.

After all, it is only in this solemn way that stories with the value of true wisdom are written.


These Dragons are both ferocious beings, as well as divinely inspired in some major cultures. Numerous philosophical understandings have been written about them: in mythology, in belief systems, in the realm of fantasy fiction, and all other thoughts that provoke the solemnity of their inevitable presence.

But, now, there is a need for an academic discussion regarding the waterbred family of the dragon kind. That while they seem to be the friendlier version in their animal kingdom class, they are, however, genetically altered enough for their present physiology to undergo a significant mythological and alchemical process that results in their release of a byproduct from their excretory system that is gaseous and quite poisonous, as well as containing within its particles a very dark matter.

Indeed, it was quite unfortunate. Every writer reading this literary discussion will all groan in agreement.

A wise person once said that the road to hell is always paved with good intentions, and in a certain manner, that quote are prophetic words that are true in all material respects. Every good thing that we receive has its own demerits that point conclusively to a negative thing, and this negativity accumulates to a certain alchemic gas that characterizes the friction of life (like, the competing expections versus reality) while taking its own course. After awhile, as a result of this, the gas is carefully formed and then released into the air.

This is not the exact biological reasoning behind this gaseous waste byproduct, but it is somewhat parallel to what happens in all writings that contain the rogue spirits and the liaising of a definite context. That while the Waterbred Dragons feed on greed, the corresponding metabolical process that goes inside the organic system of the dragons in question, are far more dangerous than what was initially thought to be tolerable.

And because greed requires an agent (or host as some mythological experts will refer to them), the gaseous matter seeks a creature that will ultimately provide a favorable environment to the said byproducts, and then live there.

This is how the Vampires originally came to be. The other writings that say otherwise is a well-orchestrated cover up.

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