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I Only Tame Dragons

“Come not between the Dragon and his Wrath.” — William Shakespeare The year was 2140, and Earth was nothing but a distant memory. Humanity now drifted through the galaxies aboard colossal ARKs, massive skyships that served as the last bastions of civilization. Yet, these ARKs were more than just floating cities; they were humanity’s last containers, preserving what remained of their species. A century before Earth's final collapse, humanity discovered a gateway to a realm known as Eternia — a fantastical world straight out of myth and legend. Reaching this realm required more than just advanced technology; it demanded a complete departure from the physical body and entry into a mysterious process known as the Dream Weave. In the present day, Cloud lived aboard ARK NO. 427, where he had been training from a young age to step into the Dream Weave. He was a standout among his peers, excelling in every tasks that came his way. Everything seemed to be on track for him — until the pivotal day of the Class Selection process.

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Clash of Iron and Skill    

It was Veilborne.

 

As soon as Horizon saw the mocking sneers on their faces, he knew trouble was coming.

 

Ironfist, their vice leader, stepped forward, his smirk wide and condescending.

 

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the low-rank group fetching meals from the beggars' hall," he said laughing, eyeing the containers of food in Horizon and Von's hands with disdain.

 

Von clenched his jaw, but Horizon raised a hand, stopping him. He knew better than to rise to the bait.

 

If trouble broke out within these walls, they might be disqualified this time around.

 

Nightshade and his crew were looking for a fight, but Horizon had no intention of giving them one—at least, not tonight.

 

"You and that ragtag crew can't even afford a decent meal?" Stormcaller sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "And you had the nerve to challenge us before?"