'I once looked up to you' [Dragons!]

Mo was wondering when he should stop, and let the world rebuild itself. He'd removed the threat of Sun children, although they remained, they were slowly dying, without a home to shelter themselves in. Angels were still an issue, that Mo was having trouble thinking of dealing with. They were her first creation, which meant Angels were offspring of the Sun Goddess, just like Sun children were. But, the Dragon didn't know if he could bring himself to destroy them as well. They'd done many great things, and Tenshi was amongst them. Their race, just like the Demon race, had been abused by her powers, which led Mo to believe she no longer saw Angels as her children. It was a reason to spare Aura from attack, at least not attacks that would render them gone forever. Humans were the biggest threat, the Sun Goddess made them with the purpose of ending the world with their thirst for power, unlike Angels who were made simply to live as a part of nature. Plus their deaths meant more lands for Angels and Demons to retake, once their populations increased once more. Human souls were still going to Angels and Demons, despite Mo's attack on the Goddess that allowed such a thing. But, no matter. Once there were no more Humans left to kill off, Angels and Demons would have the chance to realise how Mo had saved their races, granted them the fundamental ability to create their own once more, now that the being preventing that was gone. 

His job was almost done, Mo could rest soon. He flew for now, forgetting when the last time he'd slept was, thinking on his next attack, or rather, waiting for it to come to him. As it did, and Mo smirked as he sensed the flames come towards him, dodging them easily, grinning to the one who sent them. His successor, or rather, the one Mo had used to distract his own race from his ulterior motives. Rurushu had served as a great distraction, and he'd continue to be a great King, but... Mo had a feeling he'd have to end the King now, before he became a problem. The Dragon turned, hovering in the air, waiting for the boy to finish. "I am protecting it, and to do so, I must destroy it. Though unlike the beings of destruction that have come before me, my motives are clear, and for an ultimate good." Mo explained. "Let them look at me in fear, for now, I accept the hatred of others. In time they will all learn what I have done for them. How I've protected them from a doom they would have faced, if not for my interference. I've saved the world from oppression from the Sun above us, now it must recover... once I remove any markings she's left on these lands."

Mo sighed, moving slightly closer, although making no moves yet. "The world will be beautiful at last... I only wish you could see it, my boy. I had hoped you'd continue to lead our race into this new time... but, if you aim to stop me... then your fate will differ from what I'd hoped it to be."

Rurushu was like the others, perhaps Mo had hoped the Demon King would be willing to see things a little differently, but he only saw Mo's sins as something selfish. None of them understood, and Mo didn't know if they ever would, but they'd see the results of his actions in time. That was what Mo worked towards, he didn't care if no one understood his actions, it wasn't going to stop him. So Mo smiled, showing little signs of aggression yet. "Then like the others, you are blind to what this world has become... or rather, what it would have become." Mo replied, before sighing. "But this is alright, I did not put all of my expectations into hoping you'd understand me." He added. 

"I don't expect to be followed, I don't expect to be understood, to be loved... in fact the only thing I know expect from this world is it's hatred. But, I've found solace in knowing that. It is dangerous for a true God to be loved, it is far better to be hated, when one becomes as strong as I." Mo said, pausing, then grinning. "I can tell you don't quite follow me, allow me to explain..." Mo flapped his wings, still hovering in a passive manner. "In your life time, there have been many conflicts, rising from those like me who try to take rather than share. But, in those instances, there has been a growth, a union amongst the races that set aside differences- for a time- in order to work together to solve a universal problem. In those instances, there has been a spark of this 'beautiful' world you speak of, however, it has always been short lived. As a conflict dies, so does the need to work together, and we set ourselves back into the idea of being different from one another. From there, only more conflict arises, and the cycle continues itself, indefinitely, unless something is done to change that." Mo paused, glancing to the bi-coloured skies, now blending together thanks to his actions. "That is what I plan to do... what I have already done. You are correct, as the races grow, the world will become a better version of itself. But, there is... or there was, a being out there who didn't want this growth. She feared it, and thus prevented us from growing to our potential, only allowing Humans that benefit, for the sake of continuing this cycle of conflict she's feasted on for so long. In removing her, I have made sure the suppression on our races is gone, we can make our own paths now, and grow, as you hope we shall. Humans are an issue though, I conflict with myself on whether to allow them to remain, or remove them for their likelihood of greed and need for violence."

Mo sighed once more, then chuckled, "Perhaps they deserve to live, once all this is over, as greedy as they might seem, they've shown promise from time to time. It's only their power I fear, the kind of power I now wield." 

"And you are mistaken, my boy. I have already won. You can see the difference, people coming together, seeing me as the ultimate threat, a reason to cast their hatred of each other aside in order to face me. And one day they will face me, and one day, they will defeat me. I have no doubt about that. I only hope to cure this world before then, so that it may be forever beautiful, even though I won't ever get to see it that way."

Mo didn't know what else he could say. No one would listen, but he wasn't out to make everyone agree with him. In fact, it would be best if they all decided against him, the more passionately they fought for their home, the more likely they'd continue to protect it when Mo was gone. So he let Ru run his mouth about why Mo was wrong, that he'd lose in the end, it only made the old Demon smile. He laughed, a loud laugh from his belly. "They were created for those purposes. But, I see they might be better than what she'd designed them to be. If Angels could become better, perhaps Humans can have that chance too. I'm willing to grant them the chance... should they fail... well, the generations to come can deal with the consequences." Mo replied, before grinning again. "Yes, yes I have." He repeated, incapable of seeing this as a loss. "I am playing my part, my boy. A reason for this broken world to fight back and reform into something better."

Mo sighed, looking down to his large claws, a form that was possibly twice the size of Ru's, simply by the age difference. "I am old, living an immortal life I had no choice in receiving. To die, would be a gift." He explained, and sighed again. "She has done more to this world than you care to realise, my boy. I've uncovered truths, read the ancient histories of her creation... I know what she is. Destroyed or not, her influence over this fine world has gone, perhaps in due time, as the world recovers, you'll see for yourself how much she's suppressed this world." Mo flapped his wings, pushing back a bit. 
"And I hope you see it, so please Rurushu, don't try to stop me now, not until my work is done." Mo added, aiming to take his leave, almost mentally begging Ru not to start something Mo would be forced to finish.