Weak

His surroundings changed again and again. Every consciousness was completely different from the last. Some were endless oceans, others were ruined cities, frozen wastelands, or worlds filled with unfamiliar stars. Yet every single one of them shared one thing in common.

Death.

The dragon barely had enough time to observe one world before the black fog swallowed it again and dragged him into another. It happened over and over, one consciousness after another, one forgotten life after another.

He was being dragged through countless consciousnesses, each one seemingly belonging to a different life, while the black fog continued erasing them one by one.

After being dragged through countless consciousnesses, the dragon gradually lost all sense of time. He no longer knew how many worlds he had seen or how many lives had been erased before his eyes.

Then, everything suddenly stopped.

The dragon found himself inside another consciousness.