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Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System

A young man's life takes an unexpected turn when he meets an untimely demise, buried beneath an avalanche. As he breathes his last, he hears the echoes of mechanical voices resonating in his head, granting him a multitude of wishes in the form of Skills, Fortunes, and a new Body. Reborn as an Ice Dragon, Drake finds himself thrust into a fantastical realm reminiscent of Norse Mythology known as Yggdrasil. This world, however, holds more surprises than he could have ever imagined. It is not only a realm of fantasy but also a Cultivation World, blending two seemingly disparate concepts into one. Join him on his journey as he explores this enchanting world, navigating its treacherous landscapes and encountering deadly monsters along the way. As he fights for survival, he seeks to find his place in this new existence and discover the purpose that drives him forward. Yet, he soon realizes that he is not alone in this reincarnated state. Others have been granted wishes as well, and the collision of their desires threatens to plunge the world into utter chaos. This is a tale of rebirth and transformation—a man's evolution from a humble Dragon Pup to the indomitable Strongest Dragon King. Along his path, he will forge new alliances, face formidable foes, and gradually establish a place he can truly call home.

PancakesWitch · Fantasy
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1948 Chs

The Blue Ocean Tear

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"Here, make yourselves at home. It has been a millennia since I've had guests." She said. "Fishmen! Where are you? We have guests!"

And as she called for them, they came. While mermen were people with fish-like features, Fishmen were fishes with human-like legs and hands.

"These are Fishmen, my Homunculi. I created them to be my servants. They might be dumb and clueless, but they're cute, aren't they?" She giggled, giving one a head pat and getting her hand all slimy.

"Uhhh… Sure." I said.

"Guop! Guests!"

"We have guests, guop!"

"Welcome, welcome!"

"Here, handkerchief!"

Suddenly, a red-colored fishman offered me a slimy handkerchief for some reason.

"No thanks."

"G-Guop…"

He suddenly seemed to be about to cry.

"Ah, fine…"