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“I ask thee—what is the meaning of strength?”

At the zenith of Múspellgiarv, Artosh, the God of War, spoke.

—He is the manifestation of the concept that is “war.” The embodiment of the cycle that competes with life and death to polish the soul, undoubtedly the pinnacle of the world. He’s a warrior without equal in the world, however the one whom he asked that question is, also—

“Thou shalt never know.”

In response to the God of War’s query, Hartyrave, the Armageddon, answered languidly.

—He is one of three Dragonian “kings” that scour the sky. Born from the remains of a god, he is the oldest of the Dragonia. The immortal soul and body of the solitary Dragon King who glares at the world from Múspellgiarv. He can’t hurt anything, and even the gods are frustrated by his words—undoubtedly the pinnacle of the world. God and Dragon. The strongest of the strongest. Their conflict began—with but a question and answer.

“—Why?”

“For thou art the strongest.”

The God of War repeated his inquiry, and the Dragon King answered immediately.

“—Then how about the strongest?”

“I cannot answer. I, too, am revered the strongest.”

“—If it be true thou art the strongest, can thee not knoweth the strongest?”

“Indeed. ‘Tis always the weakest who understand and defineth the strongest.”

“—Then how may we prove we are the strongest?”

“We do not, for it is impossible. It’s as if the truth could not proveth itself. It’s as if the cup that is full can no longer be poured. An endless victory only illustrates the past. Nothing can competeth, nothing can be achieved, and said query leads to an unbound cycleth.”