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🕑 Added 2024-10-09 06:44:53 +0000 UTCEncased and Enthroned.
By KinkSaber
CW for this chapter: Mentions of Gore & Death, Mild Body Horror, Modular, Transformation into inanimate objects.
“Look at you now, Lavaetein. Former king of the fire dragons. I’ll have revenge for my son!”
Boulderbreaker, the victorious earth dragon king, boomed his voice in the underground volcano cavern throne room, where Lavaetein, the fire dragon king, and the subjects who worshiped him once called his territory. The buffed, muscle-bulged red dragon was shacked three times around his wrist and his ankles; his body laiden with chains immodestly as the rest of his body revealed through the cold black metal, rags, and some small pieces of jewelry not yet looted by the earth dragon’s footmen. Lavaetein was dragged from the prisons to be sentenced for his crimes, and even with six guards surrounded him his aura of intimidation did not calm. The only thing that gave the earth dragons any peace of mind was the enchanted shackles that drained the fire dragon king’s powers, and reduced the battleworn warrior to little more than the strength of a helpless babe.
It was a long and hard war between the two clans, and until Boulderbreaker obtained some mystical tears of pearls from Coralscale, the water dragon king, the fire and earth nations were at a complete standstill. Windrider, the emperor of the skies, stayed out of the conflict based on his nonviolent principles, and so with the power of two dragons against one, Lavaetein was eventually defeated by a war of attrition. There were many sacrifices, but none so humiliated as the earth clan’s very own prince, who was stripped of his armor on the battlefield, used as a sex slave by the very same Lavaetein, and then discarded for the soldiers to abuse until he was finally released by the touch of death itself. If that wasn’t enough, the cruel Lavaetein had the poor earth dragon prince taxidermied and posed with his legs spread and his hole revealed before the corpse was sent back to Boulderbreaker. The earth dragons mourned for three days and three nights, and rage grew in their hearts for the blatant desecration of their beloved prince.
The fire dragon king, of course, never imagined that very act would have ignited the spark that led to the fall of his kingdom. Those soldiers who had surrendered were executed, and those who did not were captured and thrown into the prisons under Lavaetein’s castle to rot. Inside the volcano, though, even fire dragons couldn’t stand the intensity of the planet, and as more and more rebels were captured and thrown into the miles-deep cells, the heat of the earth slowly roasted them until their life, too, became part of the molten planetary core.
That was considered a kind gesture for what was in store for Lavaetein.
With the magical artifact borrowed from Coralscale, Boulderbreaker pointed the staff of the deep at the former king of the fire dragons, and jets of harsh, blue water blasted away at the powerless prisoner until he was naked. Most of the metal chains around his body were washed away by the pressured water, but no matter – they were for show, anyway. The only thing that mattered was the shackles around Lavaetein’s wrists, and those couldn’t be so easily dispelled or removed.
“Your son?” Lavaetein sneered. “You mean the pup who orgasmed as he cried for his father to save him? The very same pup who was then trained to service all of my men? That son? I sent him back, didn’t I? In better condition than when he arrived!”
The earth dragons pointed their spears at the fire dragon, and when he stood twice as tall as the average footmen, it merely caused him to laugh at their pathetic stature.
“It’s your swansong, Lavaetein!” Boulderbreaker gritted his teeth. The provocation was clear, but he could not fall for such cheap bait. Not now. “All of you. Leave us. I will personally deal with him.”
“But, your majesty!” His elite squad of guards protested to no avail. Boulderbreaker waved them away.
“All of you. Empty the halls. I will not have my revenge interrupted nor sullied by anyone – even my own people!”
“Yes, yes. Send them away, and they can watch from the shadows as I rip your throat out the moment they leave.” Lavaetein chuckled. “You think some enchanted chains will hold me? I am the very fire of the world – as you are the earth; as Coralscale is the water, and as Windrider the air. My flames will burn and melt these metals and the spells scripted on them – and then you will be nothing but charcoal when my fire is done with you.”
Boulderbreaker stayed silent until his subjects reluctantly vacated, and from his pouch he produced more enchanted rings, which he held from his palm.
“Trinkets and toys.” Lavaetein spat. “Go on. Have your vengeance for the failed excuse you called a son. That is, if you think the earth could split fire – no, no. You could never. You’re not strong enough.”
“That much is true, for the time being.” The earth dragon conceded. “Your scales are forged in hellfire; and mine in the bosoms of mother Gaia. It’d be foolish for me to even try.”
“Then release these petulant shackles and I will grant you a quick, dignified death.” Lavaetein said with ego. “It is but a matter of time. These shackles will not hold, and you and I both know this. You are merely prolonging your own demise – and who knows what my wrath will demand of you then?”
“I agree. Who knows what your wrath will demand, then – ah, my bad.” Boulderbreaker quickly corrected himself. “If.”
“I fear your hearing has left you, along with your sanity, runt.”
“Those shackles will, indeed, not hold you, heretic to all life.” Boulderbreaker continued with as much calm as he could muster. It was a strange sense of calm that the fire dragon had not anticipated. He had expected more from the usually emotionally charged earth dragon; as vivid as flowers and lashes out as the vines against the great oak tree. He was eerily composed, despite all of the taunts thrown his way. “But there exists a magic in the world that will.”
“No such magic exists.” Lavaetein quickly interjected. If such a power did surface, he would have gotten it for himself. For his conquest.
“In the very core of the world. A black metal that not even hellfire can melt. The ingots of Gaia.”
“Myths and legends, you old fool.” The fire dragon cackled. The flames within him burned brighter now. His blessed elemental powers were returning one drop at a time, but given how easily metal absorbed heat, it truly was only a matter of time. He had been working secretly all this time imprisoned, and he needed only to stall the earth dragon for a few more minutes, and then the enchantments would burn away like ash in the wind.
“And yet, I’ve found it. Deep under the ocean, under the unfathomable weight of Coralscale. Deeper there, compressed under the ocean floor, turned harder than steel or mythril. Further still, beneath the great sea-lakes of molten magma. Thanks to the borrowed powers of Windrider and Coralscale combined, Lavaetein, I’ve found it.”
“Ah, ever the trickster. Pact of non-aggression. Lies, as I figured.” The fire dragon accused his brethren in the air.
“He would not lead his air dancers to battle, but his power is mine to use for excavation.” Boulderbreaker finished. “And with the essences of all four dragon kings enchanted into the ring made of the powers of Planet-Mother Gaia herself, It will be enough to hold you permanently.”
“..You do not have my essence!” Lavaetein roared. “My power is still my own!”
“I only needed a single drop. Given or stolen, it matters not!” Boulderbreaker pulled at the chain around his neck, which now revealed a dim ring black as night, but shined with the light of the stars. A small, hidden trinket, but now that its presence had been revealed, both dragons basked in its power. It was potent, almost as much as the wave of Gaia’s very own hand. It was under the earth dragon’s complete and total command. Fear took root in Lavaetein’s heart and embraced it tightly. The fire dragon felt as though he could not breathe from the great pressure exerted by the small trinket.
There he felt it. Boulderbreaker spoke the truth. A drop of essence from the dragon kings of air, water, earth, and yes – fire. It was only a single drop, and if he wasn’t aware of this he would have never realized the power radiated through it. Now that he knew, however, he couldn’t snap away from its influence.
“What’s that in the air now, Lavaetein? Is it the smell of fear? Anxiety? Are you feeling.. Nervous?”
“You’re a jester.” The fire dragon felt the scales on the back of his neck stand up. He needed to break free now, or he’ll never be freed. He collected all of the powers that still remained inside him and focused the flare of hellfire around his wrists and ankles. Break, break, break. Lavaetein smelled the way the iron in the shackles burned. A welcomed aroma. He was seconds from freedom now.
“I don’t think so, Lavaetein.” Boulderbreaker laughed, yanked the chain from his neck, and slipped the ring on his finger. The simple act of equipment activated the enchantments in the ring, as did the essences of the four dragon kings. The world fell silent for a split second, then Lavaetein was overwhelmed by the absolute aura of the authority of Gaia. The fire dragon froze in his place, and there he abandoned the thought of escape. It was too late.
“Don’t think I missed your attempted escape” Boulderbreaker growled. He pointed at the fire dragon, and drained him of every molecule of vital, magical energy. Not only was he back to step one, Lavaetein was completely empty. The flames he painstakingly gathered inside him died, and left not even a half ember to keep himself warm. A chill ran down Lavaetein’s spine, but he wasn’t entirely certain whether that was the fire inside him being snuffed, or if his blood ran cold because he was in fear. His hands trembled and shook for the first time in many ages.
“..Curse you!”
“Not as much as you will curse me when my wrath has been unleashed on you!”
The earth dragon’s eyes glowed an eerie green as his cautiously controlled rage spilled from his chest, which crept over his breath as ivy vines up an age-old tree. It choked him, and the earth dragon fought to keep his anger contained. No. He still needed his sanity, his rationality for his vengeance. He commanded the power of the heavens and earth and all four lineages of dragon kings. There was enough juice in that ring to remake the world in his image, but he cared not for ruling – he only wanted one thing, which was for Lavaetein to suffer without end.
A million possibilities ran through the earth dragon’s mind in an instant. He could easily condemn Lavaetein to burn for all eternity, but death was much too fast, much too easy, much too merciful for what Boulderbreaker wanted. No. He wanted – needed – Lavaetein to be conscious, and to suffer, and to deeply regret what had transpired. No. He can’t be dead. Death is much, much too kind.
A flick of his pointed finger and the shackles around Lavaetein’s wrists and ankles shattered into pieces of coal. The fire dragon knew even if he bolted for the door, he would never again escape the power of Boulderbreaker. He stood there and expected his end, and when the claws of the earth dragon wrapped around his neck, Lavaetein closed his eyes and felt the large, powerful hand tighten around his esophagus. He felt the life choked out of him, the air escaped his lungs – and then his entire being was filled with a malicious energy, a dark magic. He opened his eyes to see – and hear – his body slumped to the ground from his detached head. Lavaetein gasped. Everything below his neck felt lifeless and dulled, but distinctly there. Detached and unmaneuverable to the point that he couldn’t curl a single finger. The fire dragon was in shock, but not so the earth dragon.
“Can’t have you dying on me now, can I?” The voice of the proud warrior became hollow, and Boulderbreaker spoke with a malevolence that was akin to nails on chalkboard. “A curse of immortality to begin – even I don’t know if you can withstand the power of the ring, and I don’t want to accidentally let you off the hook, Lavaetein..!”
“My.. my body!” Lavaetein’s voice rasped. He was still in shock. He had accepted death, but death would not have him. He had never felt so naked as the slight breeze in the room continued to remind him there was nothing below his neck. His body fell where he stood, like a pile of useless flesh and bone. “MY BODY!! MY BODY!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BODY?!”
“Justice.” Boulderbreaker asserted. It was too late to turn back now. The earth dragon’s heart pounded loudly in his chest. This was why he sent the others away – the power he had obtained was meant to be a force for good, a force to protect and defend; and just as easily as the complex nature of conflict that very same power was defiled and darkened with desires of revenge. This will be his secret to keep.
“HYPOCRITE! A CURSE OF IMMORTALITY – A CURSE! WOVEN FROM THE POWERS OF GAIA HERSELF!” Lavaetein growled. “SYCOPHANT! MIMOCRAT! YOU SANCTIMONIOUS BASTARD! YOU WIELD THE DARKEST MAGIC!”
“Such big words for a muscle-brained buffoon!” Boulderbreaker chuckled with shaky breath. Adrenaline filled his veins. He knew Lavaetein was right, but being bad felt so good. He was to get his revenge. “What’s that you used to say, Lavaetein? All’s fair in love and war, huh?”
“You’d defile even Gaia herself? Just to lord this victory over me?!” The venom continued to seep between Lavaetin’s teeth. “I shall see you in hell, Boulderbreaker – for neither of us will attend the feast of Valhalla. Not after this.”
“You’re right and wrong. You’re not going to Valhalla, but you’re also not going to hell.” Boulderbreaker sucked in a lungful of that vile, sulfurous volcanic air. It was enough talk, enough delay. “For what you’ve done to my son, I will return the favor a thousand fold!”
Boulderbreaker forced himself a violent kiss upon the lips of Lavaetein’s severed head, and blew into the fire dragon a noxious, rotted power he drew from the ring. The elements of fire, water, earth, and air combined in alchemic harmony. The fire dragon would have bit and ripped the lips off the earth dragon, but there was no strength in his jaws – nor any other part of him, for that matter. Lavaetein helplessly existed as the dark, corrupted magic flowed into him and corroded his soul.
And then the headless, naked body pushed itself off the ground and stood as a person did, controlled by the earth dragon’s spell and mind. Lavaetein looked in horror as he felt his muscles and joints betray him. The sensations slowly returned, but every last fiber of his flesh was defiant.
“Just as you killed my son and desecrated his corpse, so shall I desecrate you..!”
The cartilages cracked and unjoined themselves in the same fashion as Lavaetein’s head separated from his body – unceremoniously and without pain. The fire dragon screamed as he saw his body come apart, like a roasted chicken being dismantled. His proud skin and scale slouched off the flesh of his torso as his arms and legs, which once had mastery over circular locomotion, became singular segments that proved impossible to move on its own. His hands and feet separated from the wrist and ankles and paired with its twin on the ground, as did the fire dragon’s reproductive organs. The sheath and testicles laid silently, limp and weak, as spongy meat against the dark stained floor, each piece still alive and well. Thereafter the flesh peeled from his bones, laid out on the floor as if he had been vivisected into a living diagram. His organs – lungs, liver, and his still-beating heart – laid next to the scrap flesh and skin, scale and bones. A flowing orb collected Lavaetein’s blood, putrid, thick and black as tar, as it swished in the air, held up by a magical force that kept every last drop suspended. His spine popped, each vertebrate disengaged as his rib bones twisted, freed from the cage that protected his most vital points. Each piece was alive as his head, and each piece pulsated with the rhythm of his heart beat, as a fish flopped on dry land.
“PUT ME BACK TOGETHER!!” Lavaetein screamed in horror. He felt everything, from the expansion of his lungs with every breath to the pieces of shrapnel on the ground with every twitch of his muscles. Though his body came apart, the wretched curse kept him alive, as if nothing had changed. “Mercy! Mercy! Boulderbreaker! Mercy, please!”
It felt good to hear the once proud warrior beg, but that alone wasn’t enough to mend the earth dragon’s heartbreak. There was a split second where Boulderbreaker questioned what he had done, and perhaps the terror he had inflicted upon Lavaetein was enough – he was about to stop, but it was the fire dragon’s next words that convinced him otherwise.
“Take my sons! Take my throne! Take what you want as compensation, but please – PLEASE! Mercy!”
“..And where was mercy for my son when you disrobed and dishonored him?!” The earth dragon’s voice roared. The ground shook with intensity as the rage of the earth boiled over. “Your sons?! Your throne?! COMPENSATION?! YOU DO NOT CHANGE, LAVAETEIN, AND YOU NEVER WILL – WELL, IF YOU WON’T, THEN I’LL CHANGE YOU!”
“NO, NO!”
“Come, O’ bones.” The earth dragon whispered and called upon the power of the ring. He lifted his hand and directed Lavaetein’s white, pristine bones to lift along with it. The floating marrow mimicked the motion of the earth dragon’s hand and bent to his will. “Become the new foundation of the fire dragon’s kingdom. You are strong. You will withstand everything. You will uphold everything.”
“STOP! BOULDERBREAKER, STOP!! DON’T DO IT!!” Lavaetein bellowed, stricken with panic. He felt his bones become malleable as gold, as each piece twisted and folded on itself to increase its strength. He felt the shapes change as Boulderbreaker touched his index finger and thumbs together and pulled an invisible string between them. The earth dragon’s hands turned, and the fire dragon’s bone contorted like clay, shaped by the potter’s will. Boulderbreaker continued.
“Come, O’ flesh!” The earth dragon’s voice became demonkin. Deep and cavernous, with echoes that reached the far depths of the earth. “Become metal stronger than steel and titanium! You are tough. You will endure everything. You will bind everything.”
The pieces of flesh writhed unto itself as red muscles were stained with black and silver. Each and every last strand of muscle gathered together to form a gelatinous biomass, and as Boulderbreaker weaved his fingers, so too did the flesh spool into metallic wires stronger than steel and titanium. The cables bound themselves around the bones as the structure took shape. It was a throne, much more elaborate and grander than the current one of volcanic stone.
Lavaetein was at a loss for words at the speed that this transpired. His jaw dropped as he helplessly watched his body warp and morph. It was not done yet, no. The earth dragon continued to cast his unholy magic.
“Come, O’ skin and scales! Become the dress of your new form! You are resilient and unyielding! You will adorn everything. You will embellish everything! Come, O’ blood! Become the color of royalty! You are majestic and resplendent! You will permeate everything. You will saturate everything! Come, O’ organs–!”
The earth dragon coughed uncontrollably and spat blood from his throat. The dark red ichor sizzled as it splattered against the ground, just as the blood-turned-paint absorbed into the metal and dyed it red. The magic had taken a toll on his physical form, just as much as it changed and damaged Lavaetein.
“STOP, BOULDERBREAKER!” Lavaetein begged one final time. “Cease this already! You will die if you complete the spell! It is not in our nature to wield such unholy magic! Undo it all! Undo it and lift the curse from your own soul!”
“If I am dead, then there will be no one left to undo it!” Boulderbreaker cackled with resignation. “Come, O’ organs! Become jewels, bound on display! You are glamorous! You will ornate everything. You will anoint everything!”
Everything from the kidneys to the intestines to the liver and lungs melted into a mass of flesh that pulsated, throbbed, and squelched with wetness. From the viscera sphere exploded diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and precious stones of all colors, shapes, and sizes. The stones shot towards the throne and embedded each piece into the armrest and the trims until the piece glittered from the fire-glow.
“C-come! O’ heart! Become the crown of the new kingdom! Come! O’ hands! Become the scepter of the new kingdom! You are authority! You will witness everything. Y-you will be.. Everlasting!”
Ba-bum. Ba-bum. Ba-bum.
Lavaetein’s heart beat one final time as it transformed into a glorious crown of gold and gems, as did his hands. The fire dragon’s fingers twisted and weaved into a long staff that stood taller than Lavaetein ever did. Though they shimmered of gold, the magic that bound it made it indestructible and inseparable from the throne.
“Revoke it! REVOKE THE SPELL! I SURRENDER! I SURRENDER!”
Lavaetein’s voice would no longer reach the earth dragon’s deafened ears. Boulderbreaker fell to his knees. When his eyes met with Lavaetein’s, the fire dragon saw an aged dragon – hundreds and thousands of years drained from his body to enact the spell. The light was fading fast from Boulderbreaker.
“REVOKE THE SPELL!! I BEG YOU!!”
“You will be everlasting!” Boulderbreaker repeated with his final breath. Words have power, these words sealed Lavaetein to his fate. “You will be everlasting. You will be everlasting. You will be.. Everlasting..!”
With the very last drop of his strength, the earth dragon crushed his own hand, and shattered the ring that circled his finger; along with it any hopes of Lavaetein’s freedom.
=To be continued=
