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Guild Wars

Draco had risen to the top of the world through his exploits in the legendary FIVR game, Boundless. After years of intense conflicts between his guild, Hellscape, and the guild of his former infidel lover, Darkrow, things came to a head when Draco conquered all. Now, nothing stood in his way of total conquest within the highly acclaimed second world of mankind, as he intended to fortify his new empire. Unfortunately, a timely assassination sent him back into the wheel of time for reincarnation, but not even the Gods gave him peace of death. Thrust into the past, Draco realized he'd been given a second chance at life to start from scratch, with all the knowledge of over fifteen years of almost absolute power in Boundless. Now, his path to glory will be far shorter and filled with more bloodshed than Hades could handle. ___________________________________________________________________________ WARNING: If you're the type to be triggered easily, please do not read.

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Dragon Form

Draco felt a wave building in his chest, and suddenly a thick wad of blood came out. After spitting this mouthful of black blood, he felt like his arteries were less congested and his blood flow was now smoother. 

This was a rare heart affliction called the Shockinus Terriblus, where after suffering too many consecutive shocks, the rate of blood flow would stifle and choke the artery closest to the heart. 

A normal person would have died from surprise after this much, but Draco's strong body and great vitality allowed him to cough out the offensive blood instead, leading to the current scene. 

This was a legitimate medical disease, not something cooked up by a handsome, dashing, and manly fellow who is the greatest gift to this earth. Sigh, if only such a fellow could donate 0.0001% of his greatness to the world, the human race would jump to the interstellar age. (Editor's Note: The fellow in question seems to have lost his grasp on reality...)