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#A/N - "Finally!! Finally!! I can write a Real Reunion in this Book!!"

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The moment Taufik set foot on Draco, the entire Dragon Race felt it.

Across the vast continents of this world, from the towering forests of the Green Dragons to the burning infernos of the Red Dragons, a ripple of energy spread like an unspoken call. Every dragon, no matter their strength or status, froze as an instinctual shiver ran through their very core.

Taufik, The Defiant of Fate, A God, and an Aboriginal Being, his mare presence alone could stir the fabric of the world. But he was not alone. On his shoulder, Lembuswana perched, a being as ancient as the planet itself. Together, their arrival sent a silent warning across Draco, a signal that none could ignore.

In the Desert Continent, beneath the blistering sun, the Golden Dragons lifted their heads. Their golden scales gleamed as they exchanged wary glances. The eldest among them, who had seen empires rise and fall, whispered:

"... He has returned"

Deep in the heart of the Ice Continent, where eternal blizzards raged, the towering Frozen Mountain housed a kingdom of Eternal ice. Within its crystalline halls, the Blue Dragons stirred as the storm outside, a storm that had never ceased was momentarily calmed. A rare occurrence. They blinked in unison, knowing only one thing could cause such a phenomenon.

In the heart of the Forest Continent, the Green Dragons listened as the very trees whispered in excitement. Ancient vines twisted, and roots pulsed with energy, carrying the message from the land itself: The one who once united them had returned.

And in the Inferno Continent, where the Red Dragons still bore the scars of their past defeat, the flames flickered wildly, responding to the unseen force. Even in their bitterness, they could not deny what they felt.

"D'Archy..."

One of them growled, their voice laced with an old grudge. Memories of the battle that shattered their dominance resurfaced, reminding them of the one who had changed their fate forever.

But it wasn't just the dragons who felt it.

Ancient ruins trembled. Forgotten temples pulsed with latent energy. The very soul of Draco stirred.

The planet itself recognized their return.

And at the center of it all, Taufik stood, unaware that his mere presence had sent a message to every corner of the world.

A message that would change everything.

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As Taufik stepped through the Portal, the world of Draco responded to his presence. But he was not alone. One by one, his family followed.

First came Maharani, The Once-Queen of the Golden Dragons. Her golden eyes gleamed with nostalgia as she inhaled the air of her homeland. Once a ruler, once a warrior... Now, she returned as something far more.

Next was Anugerah, Princess of the Blue Dragons. The eternal storms of the Ice Continent had long whispered her name, but now, she stood beneath Draco's sky once more, her presence a beacon to her kind.

Then came Kaela, the Half-Blood Green Dragon, her feet touching the soil of the Forest Continent. The land welcomed her like a long-lost child, the very air thick with the scent of life and magic.

As they breathed in the essence of Draco, a profound contentment settled over them. This was home.

And then, Aksara, beside him, Gaia, once burdened, once broken. Now, she stood... Walked, a testament to the impossible, made possible by Taufik's intervention.

Then Jenn and Tina, their steps hesitant but certain, followed by the rest of Taufik's children, their gazes filled with awe at the world before them.

More figures emerged from the portal.

Shasha, The Android-Maid, her hair catching the Draco sunlight. Erelythe, the Titaness of Death, her very presence warping the air with silent inevitability.

Linda, Marzuki, and Amanda, each carrying their own ties to Taufik's life.

And then, The (former) Queen.

Taufik's grandmother.

A woman of stature, of quiet power, who had witnessed history unfold time and time again. As she stepped onto Draco, even the world itself seemed to acknowledge the charisma that She possessed.

A hush fell over the land.

The Dragons, the soil, the sky, everything listened.

Something had changed. Something had begun.

And as the winds carried their presence across Draco, the world prepared itself.

For their arrival was not just a return.

It was the beginning of something... Something Unknown to the Ever Change Planet Draco.

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In the heart of the Forest Continent, where the Kingdom of the Green Dragons is located, a palace stands majestically, emitting the aura of nature itself.

Towering ancient trees formed its walls, their roots intertwining to create bridges, halls, and spiraling towers of living wood. The air pulsed with life, carrying whispers of the wind and the songs of unseen creatures.

A throne stood, not carved but shaped by nature itself. Vines curled around its base, glowing faintly with magic, their radiance pulsing in rhythm with the heartbeat of the world.

And upon that throne lay a Green Dragon.

Massive and majestic, its emerald scales shimmered like polished jade, reflecting the filtered sunlight that seeped through the great canopy above. Despite its enormous frame, the dragon rested with an air of deep serenity, as if it had been one with the forest since time immemorial.

But as the winds shifted, carrying an unspoken message across the land.

The dragon's green eyes snapped open.

A tremor ran through the roots of the palace. Leaves shuddered, vines coiled, and flowers bloomed in response to its awakening.

"... This"

Its voice, deep and ancient, rumbled through the air like a distant storm.

And far beyond the palace, every Green Dragon across the continent felt it.

Then...

A brilliant green light erupted from the massive dragon's body, and the entire palace trembled, responding to the surge of energy. Leaves rustled, vines pulsed with magic, and the ancient roots coiled with anticipation.

Then, as the light faded, the towering dragon was gone.

In its place stood a young man, tall and majestic, his long green hair cascading like flowing vines. His dark brown dragon horns curved elegantly from his head, a sign of his royal lineage, while his emerald-scaled tail swayed gently behind him. His green eyes, sharp and filled with a mixture of shock and hope, widened as he sensed the unmistakable presence that had awakened him.

"This presence... There's no mistake... This... This is Big Brother's Presence"

His voice was barely a whisper, but the very air carried his words throughout the forest. The trees leaned closer, the flowers bloomed brighter, and the creatures of the land stirred.

He was Arman, the current King of the Green Dragons.

A ruler, a guardian… And once, a loyal companion of Taufik.

Memories surfaced, journeys across distant continents, of battles fought side by side, of moments spent with Kaela as they ventured into unknown lands together.

And now, he had returned.

The realization sent a shiver through his spine.

With a single step forward, he spoke again, this time with certainty.

"Big Brother... Has come back"

As Arman stepped down from his throne, determination shining in his green eyes, he strode toward the palace doors. But before he could leave, two towering figures blocked his path.

His father, Dagraha, and his mother, Shemon, the former rulers of the Green Dragons, stood before him.

Their presence alone carried an air of authority, their humanoid forms blending seamlessly with their draconic features.

Even before Arman spoke, they already knew because they had felt it too. The presence of someone that they all miss.

But Arman couldn't contain his excitement. His voice was filled with both disbelief and joy as he called out:

"Mother, Father! Big Brother... Big Brother is back!"

For a moment, there was silence. Then, a gentle but firm voice broke it.

"Arman, watch your attitude"

Shemon reprimanded her son, her expression stern yet warm. Then continued.

"Remember, you are the King now"

Despite her reprimand, a soft smile played on her lips, betraying the joy she felt inside.

Beside her, Dagraha, the former King and someone who had once stood beside Taufik when Taufik lost in this land chuckled deeply.

"...Let him be, Shemon"

He said, his powerful voice carrying both relief and nostalgia.

"My friend, Taufik, has finally returned after so long. We should be happy, shouldn't we?"

Shemon let out a small sigh, shaking her head.

"You two... Father and son, you're exactly the same"

But even as she said this, her eyes shimmered with warmth.

Because deep down, she too, had been waiting.

And now, at long last, Taufik had come back, which meant Kaela also had come home.

"...What are you waiting for? Let's go meet them!"

Arman's voice rang with excitement, and before anyone could respond, he had already turned and rushed out of the palace.

Dagraha and Shemon watched him go, then exchanged knowing glances. They understood his enthusiasm.

Dagraha let out a deep chuckle, shaking his head slightly.

"That boy..."

Shemon sighed, but there was no real disapproval in her eyes.

"He hasn't changed at all..."

They both knew. Taufik wasn't just an old friend or a former ally. He was the one who had changed everything.

For Arman, Taufik was more than just that. He was a brother, a mentor, and the reason Arman had become who he was today.

Dagraha turned to his wife, a knowing smirk on his lips.

"Well then, shall we?"

Shemon let out a small, amused sigh before nodding.

"Yes. It would be rude to keep an old friend waiting"

And with that, the former rulers of the Green Dragons followed after their son toward the long-awaited reunion.

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