Primordial Dragon: Traveling the Omniverse

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The moment Kaelthar awakened, something shifted. Not just in one world or one timeline, but across everything. A hum echoed through the bones of creation, and those who lurked in the dark—those called Beasts, monsters, gods, and worse—felt it.

In the Depths Where Beasts Linger – Fate

Goetia, floating deep in his domain, opened his eyes.

It wasn't fear.

It was a foreign sensation he hadn't felt since the Age of Origins—resistance. As if something beyond logic and flame was anchoring the spiral of decay he had spent so long spreading.

"…What is this?"

He looked outward. There was no name, no form.

Just balance.

Kama, lounging in a haze of charm and lust, stiffened.

The desire in the air—it trembled. Like prey sensing a predator it couldn't see.

"Who dares interfere?" she hissed. But there was no enemy.

Only something purifying her rot without touching her.

And then there was Tiamat.

Deep in her sea, unmoving, forgotten. She opened her glowing eyes slowly. No confusion. No rage.

Only memory.

"…He's back."

Unlike the others, she didn't ask who.

She knew.

She remembered his wings that blanketed dying stars, the voice that echoed like the first heartbeat of the world. He didn't fear her. He pitied her.

"He's returned to walk again."

The others stirred. But only she smiled.

At Chaldea

Romani stood in the hallway, the usual tiredness gone. He stared out at the snow beyond the glass.

He felt it.

Not as Romani, the doctor. But as the one behind the curtain.

As Solomon.

"…Impossible," he whispered.

The last time he felt that kind of shift, he wasn't even alive. It was ancient. Older than the Throne.

Down in the combat hall, Quetzalcoatl stopped mid-practice. Her spear dropped.

"That presence… it's not divine. It's something else. Something bigger."

Ishtar spilled her drink. "The hell was that?" she said. "I've met gods. That wasn't a god. That was—hell, I don't even know."

Karna opened his eyes. He didn't say anything. He just closed his hands and lowered his head like a soldier honoring a returning king.

Even Gilgamesh in his vault paused.

"…He really woke up?" he muttered. "Tch. This age isn't ready for that monster."

But there was no scorn in his voice.

Only respect.

Back in Kyoto – Morning

The morning sun brushed the room with soft gold. A warm breeze blew through the cracks of the old mountain shrine.

Yasaka sat up slowly. Her body ached in all the right ways.

The warmth between her thighs, the burn in her hips. She groaned, stretching her arms and blinking.

"…What the hell did I do last night?"

She pulled the blanket up to her chest, glancing to her side.

He was still there.

Kaelthar.

Lying still, eyes half-lidded, calm. Like a living constellation in human form.

And it all came back.

The conversation.

The pull.

The way her body didn't just want him—it needed him.

No tricks. No illusions.

Just raw, ancient connection.

She didn't do that. She never did that.

She was the leader of the Youkai Faction. She didn't jump strangers in mountain shrines.

But last night?

She wasn't Yasaka the politician.

She was Yasaka the woman.

"…We need to talk," she muttered.

Kaelthar turned his head toward her. "We can."

She sighed. "I don't know what happened. That wasn't me. I mean, it was, but… gods, I was a mess. I've had heats before, but nothing like that."

He nodded slowly. "You weren't alone. The universe called out through you. You responded."

"That's not an explanation," she said, rubbing her temples.

He leaned forward, resting his arms over his knees.

"You didn't just feel attraction. You felt what you are. You're a being of balance too, Yasaka. The order in your blood recognized me."

She swallowed hard.

"Okay. So who are you?"

He met her gaze without blinking.

"Kaelthar. The last Primordial. Guardian of the Multiverse. The Embodiment of Order."

She blinked. Slowly.

"…Well, shit."

There was a long silence.

Finally, she held out her hand. "Yasaka. Youkai Queen. Woman who might've jumped a multiversal deity without realizing it."

He smiled. Not wide. Just enough.

He took her hand. "Pleased to meet you, Yasaka."

She leaned her head back with a sigh. "Gods, how am I supposed to explain this to Kunou?"

Kaelthar said nothing. He simply sat with her, sharing the quiet.

Outside, somewhere far away, the chaos was watching.

But the center of the storm was calm.

And Order had returned.

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