Kareliad is a character in the Karsearin: Adventures of a Red Dragon and The Creature.
Information
In 314 AC, he's one of the 14 dragon eggs that were in the dimensional rift. [1]
Apperance
Kareliad is a Red Dragon hatchling.
History
Karsearin: Adventures of a Red Dragon
The Creature
In 1304 AC, Arin, who was walking along the corridor with his clothes fluttering in the wind, suddenly turned his head, squeaking at the sound of a faint voice. Across the corridor, a group of children with extremely colorful hair colors such as red, yellow, black, and silver were pouring out. The children rushed toward Arin at a frightening speed and began to circle around Arin, chattering noisily. He said please Mr. Karsearin bring him some humans, he played with the ones he gave him before and killed them all. Arin said he did already kill all the humans who gave him already because he thought someone might say he's not a Red Clan, wait a minute, he'll give them to him again when he finished his work. Arin panted huff, puff, huff... With his long, soft red hair hanging on the floor, Arin smiled beautifully (and tried to catch his breath) and coaxed the children. But if they listen to Arin nicely, they're no longer children. The children's determination was truly firm, as if they were expressing their identity. Arin said oh his... If only Arin had his way, he could have just said something sharp and gone him own way. The problem was that scolding him was really uncomfortable, from Arin's perspective. Arin already has a brilliant record of destroying his entire clan because of him. It's not like the pot calls the kettle black, and Arin was not destined to scold the children right now. Arin thought he has to coax them somehow... Arin said with a charming (?) smile on his beautiful face. Arin said no, he's very busy right now, there's someone waiting for him. In the end, Arin made up his mind. Arin thought well, tell Gaster to wait a bit, okay, he'll come here on his own, how can this be for a day or two. Arin said yeah, let's go. With that, Arin was half-dragged and led by the children's hands and disappeared to the other side of the hallway. The exact opposite of the path Arin had taken. At that very moment when Arin was caught by the hands of the children and disappeared somewhere, in the center of the Hall of Creation, one of the grand halls of Glaseburg, Arin's original destination, a middle-aged mage with brown hair was stamping his feet and grumbling. The children sang snow come down~ snow come down~ snow come down from the sky~ Colorful hairs fluttered in the air between the falling snow. The children were running around excitedly, like puppies seeing snow for the first time. And behind them, a young man with long red hair sat on the steps in a corner of the backyard where the children were running around, looking at them and smiling faintly. Genevias shouted fie, take it. Whew, thud! Someone said whoops... Someone shouted whew, that's deadly, they meant throw snow, snow, don't make it into ice. Genevias said hahaha, that's the power of the White Clan. Someone asked the White Clan's power was to throw snowballs tightly. Snowballs flew through the air, mingling with the cackling voices of children. Arin quietly looked at the sight and the surroundings where he was sitting. The huge garden forming a pentagram, the glass castle, one of the many gardens of Glaseburg, was now dyed in pure white, making the surrounding greenery pale. In short, it was saying that while the rest of the neighborhood was in summer, it was the only one that was exuding a wintery atmosphere. It wasn't a large area, and only a part of the garden was ignoring the season like this? The children's singing continued. The children sang angels~ in the heaven~ spread again and again~ Of course, this incredible miracle that goes beyond the laws of nature cannot possibly be the work of the angels of heaven. It is just a very minor part of the power of the Elder Dragon Lord Karsearin. The children sang spread again and again~ a flake of white snow~ The children who had dragged Arin by force insisted that they wanted to have a snowball fight. Arin simply waved his hand in the air and satisfied their demands. Thanks to that, Arin was finally freed from the children's hands and sat on the steps of the backyard, quietly lost in thought. Looking at the descendants of the clan running around happily, Arin suddenly lowered his head. [2]
A faint red aura rose from Arin's entire body. The urge to wipe out all those insect-like creatures on the surface was unbearable for Arin. This act, which actually had the power to do so and wasn't particularly difficult, was one of the most powerful temptations for Arin. There wasn't even any particular reason why Arin should resist the temptation. Even so, humans were still thriving on the surface. It may not have been intentional, but thanks to the cute beings who stopped Arin every time. This time, the cute beings again soothed Arin's aura with their cute and adorable voices. The children who had been playing around had gathered around Arin. To Arin, the presence of these children was different from how other dragons treated hatchlings. Children were not simply beings that must be reported in order to maintain the clan. The sins committed by Arin. The children were the only ones for whom Arin can atone for them. For the clan that disappeared because of Arin. Arin had been seriously contemplating the extermination of humanity just a moment ago, but the girl said he should read a fairy tale. However, Arin could not possibly turn away from those fourteen pairs of bright eyes looking at him. Arin lightly lifted the fairy tale book in his hands, his shoulders slumping. Arin said ugh, that's right... With Arin's deep sigh. Arin said he'll read it to them. At the end of the stairs, Gaster saw a red-haired young man reading a book in his hand with a bright voice. Gaster also saw fourteen children huddled together like chicks sitting next to their mother. The young man was so beautiful that Gaster couldn't believe he was human (although he wasn't actually human) and the boys and girls were so cute. It was truly a beautiful scene, like a painting. But... Gaster thought oh his... they're all gathered together... Gaster didn't seem to want to see anything beautiful. Suddenly, Gaster's gaze turned to the sky. Gaster let out a mutter in defeat. Gaster said if this happens... if she came, he'll be able to avoid trouble... hey, why she wasn't coming. Arin closed the book, concluding his words in a gentle, soft, and in some ways cute voice. Arin said ...so the hero defeated the demon king and saved the princess, and the two lived happily ever after. And Arin smiled brightly and looked at the fourteen children sitting around him. The lovely descendants of the clan who were looking at Arin with bright red cheeks and sparkling pretty eyes, saying that they didn't understand. Arin patted the children and asked them in a gentle voice. Arin asked they does have any questions. As if they had been waiting, the children began to raise their cute voices. Someone asked the two did really live happily ever after. Another asked the hero didn't cheat. The other said when the demon king locked the princess up, he must have paid a lot of attention to her beauty. A dragon said usually, a princess would look terrible after being tied up for three days... Another dragon said and there was also the bathroom issue. The other dragon said maybe the hero had a strange taste. A hatchling said the hero might have fallen in love with the princess' appearance while she was chained up. Another hatchling said later, when the princess got older, the hero will definitely cheat. The other hatchling said men were supposed to be attracted to chicks. Arin's smile disappeared. After a while, Arin forced himself to smile again. It was hard to tell if it was Arin's smile or his distorted facial lines. When he thought he had managed to form a smile, Arin frowned and asked. Arin asked who... taught them that. The children answered in unison as if they were singing a song. The children answered it's Mr. Gaster. Arin said Gaster taught the kids something good. Gaster blinked and looked at Arin. Gaster asked good, him. Arin suppressed his anger at the sight of Gaster. At least, Arin should have told Gaster why he had to get beaten up. Arin's voice rang out clearly over the quiet snowfield. Arin said what did the kids just say... Gaster thought there was also an experience where he showed a strange picture to the kids before and his lower body was completely blown away by Arin. The children shouted wow, it's Mr. Gaster. The kids all cheered and ran towards Gaster. Arin, who had suddenly become a fifth wheel, muttered as he looked at the kids, slightly disappointed and slightly surprised. Arin asked the children do like Gaster that much. The children answered of course. The children's response was firm. Someone said Gaster will quickly heal even if he stab him with a knife. Another said Gaster will quickly come back to life even if he cook him with fire. The other said Gaster will melt with acid and after a while, he'll return to his original state, squishy. A dragon said Gaster ws really amazing. Another dragon said how fun it would be if he played with Gaster. Arin said oh, that, that's right... Arin's gaze moved to Gaster. There, Arin saw a pitiful middle-aged man trying to force a smile on his distorted expression. It was the moment when all of Arin's murderous look disappeared. Arin said ...okay, let's talk about work. How would Gaster feel to receive a gaze full of the meaning of 'Oh, poor human...' from the being that just a moment ago tried to kill him? Gaster muttered, his shoulders slumping. Gaster said ...let's do that. Surrounded by children, Arin looked at Gaster and made a silent gesture. Gaster asked Eorin, she still hasn't come. Arin answered that irresponsible auntie who leaves all the kids to him and went out to play without him knowing should not come here. The children lined up around Arin all bowed their heads. The children said ah, hello... Where they did disappear from the sight of them clinging to the strongest being on earth and teasing each other, the children's attitudes were truly polite. The children looked at each other's faces, bowed their heads slightly, and then hid behind Arin. Eorin smiled brightly and opened her mouth. Eorin asked how have they been, children. [3]
The kids in front of Eorin were nervous the whole time. Someone said yes, she has been doing well, Ms. Eorin. Another said they've been good. Arin was an Elder Dragon Lord, but Eorin was strangely different from the easygoing him. The black-haired woman in front of Arin, the sole survivor of the Black Clan, had a majesty that the kids couldn't dare approach. However, Arin seemed to have a slightly different opinion about Eorin. Arin said Eorin, please cover up in front of the kids... That's right. Eorin's outfit was definitely enough to make the average kids feel extremely uncomfortable. Let's skip the miscellaneous description and get to the point. It's a 'Femdom's outfit'! Well, it might receive fanatic support from some enthusiasts. The aura blooming faintly from Eorin's entire body. A huge presence that can't be felt without intention. It's the appearance of the true Elder Dragon, the descendant of the Elemental Titans. That put considerable pressure on children. Furthermore, since there weren't adult dragons around like hatchlings in the past, these children were especially immune. Arin just kept glaring at Eorin with displeasure. Arin asked why on earth Eorin do wear such clothes. It's not an exaggeration to call Arin a proper living dragon. It's a tearful effort to somehow exclude harmful media from the youth of Arin's precious clan. It seems that Arin didn't think about how human clothing could be harmful media to a dragon. In the end, the nonsense about the three-way battle involving Gaster developed into a discussion aimed at profoundly examining the compatibility of pretty boys and full-body tights. Thanks to this, the kids were able to continue their staring contests and play without paying attention... Someone said here they go again. Another said leave them alone, they say they don't change when they become an adult. The other said adults were really scary. It was a conclusion that was easily drawn, to the point where the time spent talking was meaningless. Accordingly, Arin and Eorin called out to the young hatchlings who were running around the snow-covered garden, and together they slowly walked along a corridor inside the palace, following Gaster. Arin said Eorin was going too far, the chandelier made for kids to play in, so don't compare it to his size. In any case, Arin and his group were walking leisurely. Arin and his group could go anywhere with just a flick of their hands, but they were still going crazy. Arin said there's no need to rush, no need to rush. Those were Arin's leisurely words. Arin and his group had been walking for a while. Suddenly, Gaster stopped in front of an ordinary door in the hallway. And Gaster gestured toward the children as if he were a tour guide. Gaster said welcome, cute little gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the room of foresight. The children asked the room of foresight. The children all looked at Gaster with their eyes sparkling brightly. Gaster smiled and continued, perhaps satisfied with the response. Gaster said his-style video transmission crystal ball 'Wild Vision', and it's an Eyemax version, then enjoy it. The door opened wide. The children rushed in, leaving behind only the man and woman muttering a few words. Someone said they can't stand seeing a thousand-year-old (?) middle-aged man acting cute. Another said it sounds like a comment they've heard before. The inside of the door was a dark space blocked on all sides by black velvet. On one wall of the space, a huge rectangular crystal ball filled the field of vision, emitting a soft glow. Gaster, who moved to one corner of the room, placed his hand on one of the round crystal balls embedded in the wall. The crystal emitted a stronger light, brightening up the dark room. Gaster said do they see the sofa over there, sit down, sit down. Everyone quietly laid down on the three-row sofa in the middle of the room. Then they waited with excitement for what would happen. Soon, the crystal began to shine. Gaster asked it would be more realistic than reading a book. Eorin said she saw, it's really interesting, she bet the kids would like it if she showed them. That was the moment. Suddenly, something flashed through Eorin's mind. There was something Eorin hadn't thought of. Eorin called Arin, her voice low. Eorin asked this was okay, Arin. Arin asked what. Eorin said if they show the children something like this, they'll be like them... Eorin was reminded of her past. After all, Eorin had sinned, so there was no way she wouldn't feel guilty. Arin shook his head. Arin said the children wouldn't do that. Arin laughed as he recalled the kids' impressions of the storybooks he had read to them. How could the kids, who draw such conclusions from such stories, be so foolishly moved? Arin said a dragon that stupid wasn't common in dragon history, except for a serious idiot named Karsearin. And that wasn't the only reason Arin was confident. Arin said it'll be fine. A deep sense of depth was cast over the face of the beautiful red-haired young man. Arin said this wasn't one of those ridiculously decorated heroic adventure stories he has read. Arin finished his words with a bitter smile. Arin said it's about reflecting the truth. [4]