I Am the Hell Dragon King

After an unknown amount of time, the River Styx changed course, and the Sea of Blood receded. On the muddy seabed, steeped in depravity, sin, and filth, lay blood-red eggs, each as large as a wagon wheel and crystal clear. Suddenly, purple veins sprouted from the eggs and spread outward. As they writhed, they drew in every bit of nourishment around them to feed the eggs. Without warning, a pair of scaly, five-fingered beast claws tore open the largest demon egg from within. A creature crawled out. It looked like a lizard, covered in scales, but it had a pair of drooping bat wings, bony spurs on its knees and elbows, and curling ram's horns atop its head. Blood and disgusting slime coated its entire body. Its violet-red, vertical-pupiled eyes stared blankly at everything around it. “Augustus, Tanar'i, Aslna, Zaki, Rogefel, Tartarus... Kungustin, Li Wei!” A cryptic, profound language, filled with blasphemy and depravity, spilled from the newly born demon's mouth... No! From the mouth of this Hell Dragon hatchling. In pure Abyssal, he was proclaiming his true name to the world. He was a Hell Dragon destined to walk the path of destruction and slaughter!