Neth transmigrated to another world and obtained his own planet in another dimension. In his planet, he breeds the strongest beast in the continents - Dragons.


He raise dragons of every kind on his own planet in a gamelike manner. And using some of his dragon's abilities to enhance himself.

Because of the existence of his own planet, the originally trashy third prince became the idol of countless number of young girls. The once called trash became the renown genius of all time.

Note: I'm completely new at this.

Kim Ning is highly pure spirit born in the human world.She has power obtain from the spiritual stone that helps some people and devil to rule the words. 

She is the school student . She went to trekking where she met with an accident and fallen into the river where she got that spiritual stone and one dragon kept following her.

kim Ning : Who are you go away ?
Dragon : Master I am your servant . I will be with you whereever you go

kim Ning got anger and went away . The dragon followed her like a lost puppy.

Kim Ning : ? How can I see a ghost ?
Dragon: Master Because of the spiritual stone you can see , talk and help them if they need said while wailing its tail.

Garbeel, the head of nemphilim and Lucifer ,the head of devil fought each other to see whose side Kim Ning choose to stand up with ??

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"Arcane?" The Book asked.

"Yes, please." Naga smiled and answered.

"How about Dragon Arts, master? You will be granted a portion of Dragon Mana to start your training aside from knowledge?" The Book offered this instead.

"Sorry?" Naga was surprised. This is out of his expectation.

"Master, you can do more with Dragon Arts. You can learn Dragon Magic and Dragon Form. There's a chance of becoming one of the Dragon Kings too!" The Book answered with excitement. 

"..." Naga doesn't know what to say. The soft voice turned into an exciting one. Surprising indeed.

"Master?" The Book asked again after a while.

"How about Chaos Magic?" The Book asked. It's soft and gentle voice is back.

"Oh sorry... I appreciate your kindness. However, Arcane Magic and Arts will do. I apologize for being a disappointment." Naga honestly replied and he answered hurriedly since his afraid that another offer will be given.

"I am sorry master. I did step out of line." The Book answered with a shy voice.

"It's Fine." Naga smiled. He now believes that he can talk to this book since it has its own consciousness.

"Thank you." The Book was happy. "Master, knowledge about Arcane will be available in the book. The runes and scriptures turned into knowledge. This includes ancient and secret history. There are wisdom from great sages of the past too."

Naga listened carefully, he will wait until the Book finish explaining everything to him.

"The book will not grant you all knowledge and wisdom automatically. You will need to study, learn and practice it. This need dedication and time." The Book stopped after that. 

"Got it." Naga nodded. "With the name of the orb alone, it is already what l'm expecting. Supreme Guiding Orb is really special." He was thankful with what he received.

"Master, you are gifted of 3 arcane techniques that you can use right away ." There are runes and golden lights that entered Naga's body after the Book mentioned it.

"Hohh. Great. Thanks!" Naga was greatly surpised. This will save some time. He felt a warm and pure essence entered his body. His mind is processing great detail about the 3 techniques now. His eyes are exuding golden lights while he's floating in the air.

"Master... Hmm... You're gifted the portion of Dragon Mana too. It is however up to you, how to get information and arts." After saying this the Book's voice vanish totally.

"Eh? Excuse me?" Naga was shocked and caught off guard. He fell to the ground. 'Argh!'

At around this time, Old Drun is in a discussion with the head blacksmith in the city's weaponry. Old Drun went here to check the condition of the weaponry and talk to the head blacksmith.

"Your master wanted to open an item shop that will sell weapon and armors too?" The head blacksmith asked.

The head blacksmith is a tall mascular man. He is bald but he has an intimidating beard. He has a huge scar on his right arm and he's right leg is also artificial. It is made of metal. A previous soldier. This is a war veteran indeed.

"Yes and we wanted partnership with the City Lord mansion." Old Drun answered.

Their group learned that there are only a few blacksmith in the City Lord mansion. They don't craft their own weapons and armors too. Technically, these blacksmiths are here only for repair and checking the quality of the goods that the merchants will sell to them. There are only two weapon shops in the city, one owned by Crimson Earth and the other one by a local gang. Old Samuel and Oscar created this plan. 

"Why?" The head blacksmith asked. This is confusing. The Profound Sky is not the same great city of the past. It is now a third rate city at best.

"Our young lord is not your ordinary merchant. He's dream is big. He wants to make his name big. If he can help in making this city great again, that would be an amazing deed." Old Drun anwered again. He drank the beer on his huge wooded mug.

"You're right about that. What an amazing lord." The head blacksmith contemplated then asked "What's your plan?"

"We want partnership. You can provide us the material and we will create weapons and armors for you. This way, you can save too since the raw material will be coming from your mansion." Old Drun said.

The blacksmith was surprised. This is a great offer. This man is not aware that actually, there's no way for this old orc's group to produce or buy material to start making items.

"Also, you can send blacksmith or workers to me. They will receive weekly sallary too. At least 3 for now. Choose your talented ones." Old Drun smiled.

This head blacksmith was greatly surprised now. This is only the start so if this is going to be successful then this will help the employment rate too. He is thinking of the possible future too.

"I'm sure that you are aware that I am a magic blacksmith so there's a chance that one or all of those 3 will become magic blacksmith too." Old Drun Drank another mug of beer. 'Gulp.'

The head blacksmith now is now in great mood.

"Yes, I can see that you are a great magic blacksmith! I am really thankful! Your young lord is with the City Lord now and I hope that everything will go according to your plan! Hahaha" This head blacksmith is really happy.

'According to our plan, huh? This act is uncontrollable now.' Old Drun is thinking. He asked for another beer barrel.

A former General reincarnated to a fantasy world. He wants his life to be different this time. 

For a change, a gangster perhaps?

This is a story of a man who will become a big boss in a fantasy world.


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This is my first story and I hope you like it.

Any feedback is appreciated too.

Thanks,
Yowazzaap

Once Mathew finished warning Nick about the things one should avoid while cultivating, he started heading towards a series of boulders that were lined up in front of them.

"Now young master, sit on this boulder cross legged." Mathew commanded as he pointed at a certain boulder.

Nick just did as he was told and sat down cross-legged, but as soon as he did he found that everything went dark around the boulder. He couldn't see Mathew or the training ground, it was like his senses were cut off from the outside world.

This didn't stay long though as he returned to his senses.

"I'm sorry about that young master, it took me longer than I expected to deactivate the formation on the boulder, this formation is used to cut off your senses from the outside world so that one doesn't loose their concentration."

"Now this manual is the corner stone of our family legacy and the thing that has kept our family as a top tier power for all these years." Mathew said as he took out a book out of his spatial ring.

"This book can't be copied, so it the only one in the family and only the direct descendants of your ancestor have the right to learn it." As Mathew spoke he kept caressing the golden cover of the book gently and kept making faces that one would make when holding a baby.

"This manual is called 'Star Devouring Dragon Manual' it's a technique that your ancestors found in a cave of a dead Dragon. This Dragon's origin, type and powers remain a mystery till this day."

"The weird thing about that though, was that the moment the book was in the hands of your ancestor, the  corpse of the Dragon dissolved and assimilated into the book."

"But before we start cultivating, try using your senses to see inside your dantain, do you see it, do you feel the energy, young master."

Nick again did as he was told and started looking into his dantain and although the previous Nick was uselessly lazy, he still new how to do this as well, as it was a universal knowledge here.

"Yes, I feel it Mathew."

"Very good young master, your brothers have already reached the Profound realm since they started cultivating this book, now it's your turn. There are Nine level in every realm so in order for you catch up to them you need to work extra hard." Finished saying his peace Mathew carefully handed Nick the book.

Taking the book from Mathew, he gently opened the cover and started reading the first page, it was a poem written in bold letter and it read.

'THE STARS ARE FILLED WITH POWER AND MIGHT

AND IT IS THIS POWER THAT FEULS THEIR LIGHT

TOWERING ABOVE ALL THAT WAS IN SIGHT

THEY ARE CREATIONS WEAPON THAT ONE CAN'T FIGHT

EVERY NIGHT THEY SHOW THEIR BEAUTY AND GRACE

YET HIDING THEIR FRIGHTNING POWER THAT COULD BEND TIME AND SPACE

 BUT THE DRAGON RACE COULD DEVOUR ANYTHING INCLUDING THE STARS THAT FELL

 THEN MAYBE WITH THE HELP OF THIS MANUAL, MAYBE WE COULD, AS WELL.'

Those words that looked no different than any other, seemed to process a will and might of their own as they kept reverberating through out his mind like a never ending echo only to stop after he went to the next page.

But before he could even read what was in this page, the golden orb in his body reacted. It flew out of his body and started revolving around the manual before a golden beam shot out of the orb and entered the book as golden light started encompassing the manual whole.

And even though he wasn't sure what the golden orb's intentions were, he got the feeling that it wanted to devour this manual. But before the whole book could be covered by that light who knew that the book would actually fight back, as suddenly a purple scaled dragon materialised from the book and started attacking the orb.

The orb seeing the manual fighting back, spoke "HMPH, HOW DARE YOU TRY TO FIGHT BACK, YOU SILLY LITTLE REAPTILE!!!!"

The orb's words seemed to carry the weight of the world as it actually pressured the dragon into bowing it's head before dispersing and assimilating back into the book.

Finally the light encompassing the book faded and the golden orb flew back into Nick's body.

The book on the other hand started burning as a dragon that was much bigger and scarier than the one earlier started to materialise, it stood in front of Nick in all it's majesty and opened it's huge jaws and started growling at the stars before turning into a purple beam and shot into his body like the orb did.

The only difference being that he couldn't see the orb, but he could see the dragon in his dantain, it was glowing brightly and absorbing the energy around Nick. And not just any energy but the energy that was radiating from the SUN!!!.

A group of thugs ended Nick's first life.

Now, in a foreign world where Immortality and godhood were achievable, he shall strive to reach the Peak of Cultivation!

But wait, he also has the Emperor's System that gives him multiple missions with corresponding rewards. Some missions were difficult, some were easy, and some were...weird.

Ding! Sudden mission from the System's guide, poison the entire royal family with laxatives!

The System was determined to clog all the toilets in the royal palace!

Link to discord:-https://discord.gg/5ahnWTK

"Ye Yong!????" 

Yama was shocked to hear this name because this is the name of the ancestor of the Ye Clan where the original soul of his previous body is from.

Yama then thought about how Ye Yong was only at the Heaven Extinction realm when he passed away so it might have been just a person with the same name, Yama doesn't believe that his Judgement Book will be wrong when it comes to reading someone's lifetime history.

The dragon looked at Yama who was lost in thought, he wondered if this brat even knew of Ye Yong after seeing Yama's reaction.

"This Ye Yong, where is he from and what was his cultivation level?" 

Yama couldn't help but ask just to make sure that it wasn't the same person, he didn't see any Dragon from the replay of the life history of Ye Yong from the Judgement Book.

"Young man, Ye Yong my master, is someone who is powerful across the universe, he was a force that stood up looking down at everyone."

"You mean that Ye Yong isn't from this world?" 

"Young man! My master is originally from this world, hence why he put his legacy in this Ghostfort, do you think the Ghostfort just came randomly, it was created by my master."

Yama was shocked when he heard that this person with the same name as the ancestor of the Ye clan was from the same world, he didn't understand how someone who was at the fifth stage of the Heaven Extinction realm was able to create a Ghostfort like this, so he thought it was definitely a different person bust just in case he couldn't help but want to confirm.

" I don't know if this person is the same as the ancestor of the Ye Clan from this world?"

The dragon looked at Yama with a surprised expression before saying

"Correct, my master is the ancestor of the Ye clan"

"That's impossible Ye Yong was only the fifth stage of the Heaven Extinction realm! How can he be powerfull across the universe?"

When Yama heard the confirmation from the dragon he couldn't help but shout out since his Judgement Book has never been wrong, so how could important information like this be missed out on Ye Yong's history.

"Oh! It seems like you know a lot about my master. What's your name brat?!"

The dragon was surprised, he didn't expect this young brat in front of him to recognise Ye Yong, he only remembers his master putting him in this ghostfort when he came back and making him stay here obediently trying to find a successor for his legacy.

"I am from the Ye Clan, Ye Xiang's son." 

Yama calmy replied wanting to see the dragon's reaction.

"What impossible!  Your meridians should have been shattered since birth because of your identity!"

The dragon was shocked when he heard that this brat in front of him was his master's descendant especially the one whos meridians has been shattered.

"Alright, Dragon tell me what do you know? Why are you building up Ye Yong's image when he is not even that strong?"

Yama couldn't help but feel like punching this dragon, he couldn't help but look at this boastful dragon that was boasting about Ye Yong, he even wondered whether he could trust any of this dragon's words.

However, Yama was surprised that the dragon has recognised him and what happened to his meridians, so he wanted to know what he knows.

"Brat! Mind your words! He is your ancestor talk with respect!"

"What respect? You dare boast about him being powerful across the universe when he is only at the fifth stage of the Heaven Extinction Realm"

The dragon looked at him surprisingly, he didn't understand how this brat knew a lot about what happened to Ye Yong.

"Brat how do you know that he died at the fifth stage of the Heaven Extinction realm? Your father wouldn't have told you about this at all and most importantly how did your meridians get fixed?"

Yama chose to ignore the Dragons question and counter with him something else.

"Since you knew something happened to my meridians, why didn't you stop it from happening!"

"Brat! How do you know that something happened to your meridians?"

The dragon looked at Yama even more surprisingly, he simply didn't understand how Yama knew a lot of stuff.

"Dragon! am I stupid? I couldn't have been born with a broken meridian obviously it was artificially done."

"This... brat! Is not that I didn't want to stop them from doing it, but I am just an avatar here and I have been confined to this place until I find a successor."

"Ok forget that, tell me why are you saying Ye Yong is powerfull across the universe when he is only at the fifth stage of the Heaven extinction realm."

"Brat what do you know if it wasn't for the church and the Chen clan bastards, my master wouldn't have to go through all of this..."

The dragon spoke furiously when the thought about what happened to his master.

"Oh Chen Clan? What happened"

"Brat! How do you know the Chen clan!? Your dad would have never told you anything about this!"

This time the dragon got furious with Yama, he could take the fact that he knew about Ye Yong's cultivation and stuff but in no way would any of the elders of the clan would have mentioned about the Chen clan.

"Dragon! You don't need to worry about how I know and don't worry about the Chen clan I will clean those sinful fellows from this world!"

As Yama said this word, the dragon could feel the amount of murderous intent that Yama was given off, it was something that he didn't expect to see from a little kid.

"Big talk brat! Do you really think that the Chen clan is from this world?"

"Oh, they are not... then where are they from?"

The dragon chose to stay quiet and not answer Yama's question before Yama spoke again.

"Dragon, I think you have been bullshitting to me all this time especially about Ye Yong, now send me out of here."

"Brat! Your ancestor was a powerful person across the universe if you really want to know more about him, then get his legacy and I will tell you all about what happened to my master that made him lose his cultivation and his life"

Yama was shocked to hear this, he firmly believed that nothing escapes from his Judgement book and to hear from the Dragon that the ancestor has actually lost his cultivation and he was in a different world, it makes Yama wonder why none of that was recorded on the Judgement Book.

Yama wondered if the Judgement book only records events that happened in this world only and not from every other world, if that was the case then how could his Judgement be carried out and regardless of what world they have come from, at the end of their death the Judgement has to be carried out by seeing every single past they have been through no matter what world they have come from.

Yama knew nothing could be answered at the moment unless he went to a different world or met people from a different world to see if he can get any answers, but if the legacy of Ye Yong can give him some answers then he might as well take it so he replied back to the Dragon.

"So what do I have to do to get his legacy?"

The dragon was delighted to hear what Yama said, he would like it if someone from his master's clan gets the legacy instead of an outsider.

"You will have to go through three trials, the first test is about your will and character, the other two are random and even I can't tell what trial my master has set for you, I will only know once you enter the portal"

The dragon said as he opened a portal, signalling Yama to enter.

Lord of hell YAMA has transmigrated to an unknown world.

Why has he transmigrated?...
What was his purpose?...

All these mysteries have to be solved but before that, he has to solve an even bigger problem. Which is surviving in this unknown world! where cultivators are around everywhere.

Arcflame assured Maggai. "I'll prove your innocence."
"Look Book of Dreams, just because a monk created you, you may think you know a thing or two about people. In my world, the humans worshipped me. You could say I know more about humans than your monk."
"Master, please. The more you talk, the more you sound like a fool. The woman is a liar through and through." The book replied.
"We will see who is a fool! This is a spell I frequently used in my home world to examine trouble makers. Unruly and sloppy things that do not pay attention to their crafts. Just pay attention, and you will learn not to judge people again."
Maggai bodies started moving in reverse. She walked backward.
What's happening?. Maggai thought to herself.
"You will see it's an honest mistake. Let the lesson be learnt that those who judge others are often wrong."
The book sighed. "This should be interesting. Let's follow her."
Maggai walked backward. It was as if time reversed only for her. Her movements were in reverse. She repeated what she said earlier.
"Why would I ever lie to you? What is there to gain from it? I picked the wrong book, that's all there is to it. Let me return and get the right one."
"Forgive me. I didn't know about your reading disability."
"It is meant for the person being interviewed. It's our protocol. It's not meant for me to read it. I'll say this…this book will help you advertise your academy."
Maggai retraced her steps. Arcflame and the book-creature followed her.
Arcflame yawned. "Let me speed this up. It's too slow.".
Maggai walked backward faster at double the speed. After she was outside of the building, she started flying.
She landed on a poorly lit back alley between two houses, as Arcflame and the Book of Dreams followed her.
She motioned her hand, as if putting on a mask then removing it. She summoned a sword and swung it.
"Why is she swinging a sword here — " The book asked.
Arcflame interrupted him. "She could be practicing her sword, or maybe she met a thief. Let's not judge her so soon." He scolded the book.
Maggai whispered, eyes full of bloodlust. "I need your face, girl. Your suffering will only be short-lived."
"This is interesting for sure." The book wasn't surprised.
"This proves nothing." Arcflame responded.
The book walked toward the corner of one of the houses. He saw a corpse.
"Look, master. There's a dead woman laying here." The book examined her face. "She looks exactly like her. Even the face is the same."
Arcflame inspected the corpse.
"Could be a sister or even a twin. Conflict between siblings can often result in death" Arcflame responded.
"She did say I need your face. Perhaps she killed this woman and stole her face?" The book gave his thought.
"What a silly idea. Why steal other people's faces?" 
"To trick others into thinking she is someone else and to hide her own identity."
"Book of Dreams, these theories are too ridiculous. No one wants to steal faces." Arcflame chuckled. "This is far simpler. A story as old as time. The woman met her sister, she didn't like her and took out a sword to kill her. When I met my sister for the first time, I thought about killing her as well. She tried to eat my mother."
"I haven't met a human who tried to eat her own mother before. Did you come from a cannibalistic tribe with unusual traditions?" 
"Not humans. My sister was a dragon, and my mother was an owl. She wasn't raised by my mother. She hatched some time much later. When they finally met, she tried to eat her." 
"A dragon? A true living dragon?" The book gasped. "The Ethereal Monk has been searching for a dragon for 400 years. Is she still alive?"
"Alive, yes. I exiled her after taking away all her power. She was far too annoying for far too long."
"Why do you have a dragon sister as a human?"
"I was asked to change my appearance to not scare off the humans" Arcflame changed back to his dragon form. "I always thought I was an owl, but my mother told me I was more of a dragon than an owl."
Arcflame's body was massive. His head touched the sky with flaming horns. He shrunk down to a smaller form to not scare off the humans. "Sometimes, I use this smaller form when I sleep. The trees can't support my normal weight."
"Master, you need to come back with me. The monks need your help. The temples have been searching for a dragon for centuries." The book begged Arcflame.
"We are not done yet! I have to prove her innocence." Arcflame looked at Maggai. 
Maggai wanted to flee, but she couldn't.
The book begged again. "You are right. She is innocent. Please just come to Wizard World with me."
"I'm not going anywhere until I find a student and grow my academy." The dragon refused.
"I will help you. Let me work with this woman here, and we will find you students. "

800 years ago, Arcflame terrorized the world. Millions of monsters lived in fear, as they were forced to grow trees. One day, he was practicing a spell to speed up the growth of trees and was lost in a time hole.

800 years later he returned to find humans running the entire world. Some monsters were battling humans while other monsters were worshipped as gods.

The trees have disappeared. The era of trees growing must return.

Dustin awoke to find Kim trying to wake him up again. He rolled over to face the wall and pulled his covers over his head.
"Go away, Kim. It's to early for me." Dustin said in a sleepy voice. 

"Not until you hear what I got to say." She answered him.

"What?"

"Hazel had family problems so we don't have training today. So what do you want to do today?"

"Do you want to go to class and learn more about the Dragon King?"

"Sounds fun."

"Then let's go."

Both Kim and Dustin ran to Mr. Nation's classroom. They walked in to find no one in the classroom. They walked around. 

"What are y'all doing in my classroom." Mr. Nation said from behind.

"We came here to learn more about the Dragon King." Kim responded.

"Well okay. That's fine with me. I actually have some books on him. Would you like to check them out?"

"That sounds great!" Dustin said to Mr. Nation.

"May I take some with me to my cabin?" Kim asked as she went to the book shelf.

"Sure. Just don't let the other kids know that I let you take them. I really don't want lessons today."

"Yes sir." Kim said while looking to see where the books were on the book shelf.

Dustin went over to Kim. He spotted one. The picture on the front of the book showed a picture of his father. He went to Mr. Nation.

"Why is my dad's picture on the front of this book? My dad passed away before I was born."

" You still haven't figured it out yet have you?" Mr. Nation asked him.

"Figured what out?" 

"Dustin even I know that your father was the Dragon King." Kim said in the back.

"Wait that means..."

"Yes. Dustin, you are the next Dragon King." 

"Wait your telling me I have no choice but to unlock my power because if I don't then there will be no protector of the spirit animals?"

"That is exactly what I was saying." Mr. Nation said to Dustin.

"But what if I failed to unlock my powers. I need to train harder than before now. Kim let's go and see if Hazel is back." 

"Okay." Kim said.

"Is she back yet?" Dustin asked while running out of the classroom. 

"I think she is. I'm not entirely sure though." Mr. Nation called out to them.

"Okay. Thanks."

Dustin and Kim ran into someone but kept running. They ran into the Master. The Master made them stop before they could run off.

"Where are you going running like your running away from a war" The Master asked.

"Master I'm sorry we ran into you, but we are in a hurry. Maybe you could help us with something please." Kim responded.

"Well tell me what it is and maybe I could help you."

"Well someone in our camp found out that they are the next Dragon King and we have to go to find Hazel..."

"So, Dustin, you finally found out, huh?"

"Wait you knew, too?" Dustin looked surprised to hear the Master say that.

"Well, yes, indeed I already knew. I'm the Master. Of course I knew. There is one part that you don't know about though. And that is that this Kim is your Dragon Queen."

"Wait what..." They both said this insync.

"Yes, young children." 

"So that means my mom also was a Dragon Queen?"

"Yes young King. Not everyone knew that though. Unlike the rest, your mother had difficulties in war. She hated wars. She had no choice but to help your father though. She is actually my daughter."

"Wait so your telling me that your my grandfather?"

"Yes. That means that your children will be the next in line for the throne."

"Wait. So that means that me and Dustin are like soulmates?" 

"Yes, my Kim. Is that a problem?" 

"No... I just think we barely know each other."

"Well take today as a date. Talk to each other about what you like to do or whatever a date is to you young people."

"Is that a good or bad response?" Dustin asked.

"I don't know." Kim said while trying not to laugh.

"Children if you don't understand your destiny then come talk to me or you can talk to me right now."

"Well. I do have one question. So if I'm meant to be with Dustin my whole life does that mean I Weill live forever, too?"

"It depends on your strength."

"Like do I have to be strong?"

"You have to be able to deal with his random transformations until he gets his powers unlocked."

"Speaking of that." Dustin said. "How do I unlock my powers?"

"You will need to train with Kim, and I."

"Well when do we start?"

"How about tomorrow? I'll talk to Hazel and tell her I'm going to train y'all from now on. How does that sound Dustin?"

"I'm all in. How about you Kim?"

"Of course! Sounds great!"

"Then it's settled. See you tomorrow my children. What time is best to train my king?" 

"Please do not call me king."

"You can call me Queen for sure though." Kim and Dustin started laughing really hard.

"Well. I'll see you both tomorrow at the river. Did you find out what kind of dragon you got yet or no?" Kim asked.

"Actually scene Dustin's dad was the first Dragon King then he still has all of the types of dragon powers. But your children will not. The girls will have one or two and the boys will have at least one is not less. Scene both were men the next will be a Dragon Queen."

"That's so cool!" Kim said.









NITICE

I'm so sorry I haven't posted is a while but I've been really busy with exams. Well I had to cut this chapter short because I couldn't finish it because I go sick. I love you all. Thanks for reading my book. Well it's time to reveal my age. If you don't like how old I am can you please not come at me. Also if you stop reading my book because I'm so young really. That's just wrong. I'm actually only 14 years old. But everyone days that I'm doing good so I guess that I'm going to keep going with this book. Thank you and love you all.♥️♥️

Big thanks to @Crazyapes

Next chapter is available on P4tre0n

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Heroism, mainly a form of reverence towards an individual who is celebrated by people for a sort of achievement that extends between military conquests, saving lives, and living by a personal code of honor. Such people would be much appreciated in a time of mayhem and disaster such as the current times in Hammerfell. The rise of the Order of the Black Worm was an opportunity for such heroes to start appearing and bring about peace and order.

Earlier this morning, Governor Kareem gathered a thousand Warrior in the garden of his palace and spoke of what lies in front of him. He gathered them in his garden, offered them food and drink, invited every bard and muse in the isle, and stood on a balcony overlooking the island with Faten beside him and a tall mage in and Ebony plate standing behind him.

"O men, it has been two days since we ended the bitter siege. With your struggle we persisted, and to your honor we drink. Thanks to Master Mage Krilon, who came to us in the hour of need, we lived to see another day.

Thanks to that, I spared no effort and pushed forward for a hasty but satisfying wedding. While I was acting the groom, the good news reached me that you rooted out all the Necromancers in Stros M'kai with Master Krilon.

You are victorious, you deserve the rewards and the rest… but you haven't achieved much. Our trials have just begun."

Kareem picked the sword on his hip and rested it on the baluster of the balcony.

{You are taking the right choice.} The voice of his family's guardian, Prince A'tor, echoed in his head.

Kareem looked forward and saw the men staring at him with wills of steel. He assured himself and proudly spoke.

"Our duty is not over! Stros M'kai may have survived but other places are still fighting. A thousand Hunding Chargers may not be enough to save every part in Hammerfell but let's be a welcome change for the good, for the better, and victory over the dread lords.

If we won and the whole Hammerfell was swallowed by the dead, we achieved no victory. Under that grim pale sky, we achieved no victory.

O men, remember the words of our brightest ancestor, Frandar Hunding; 'Be resolute, fear no sacrifice and surmount every difficulty to win victory'. And this is the way we fight.

Our ships are strong, our arrows are swift, are blades are sharp, our steeds are fast; and as a blessing from Hunding, the [Soul Sword] of Prince A'tor returned to us, we even have a Master Wizard on our side… what more do we need? Tell me what more do we need?"

Kareem spoke to them and every warrior howled raising their swords and shouting with him. Among his chargers, this young Governor was surely popular. For one final motivation, Kareem drew the [Soul Sword] lifting it up.

"Raise our banner high! The times of noble deeds are upon us!"

And the banner of Stros M'kai was raised. It was a sword pointing down and a crown over it all on a circle of swords. This sword is a reference to the [Soul Sword], the crown is a reference to the Crowns faction, and the circle of swords is a reference to the [Book of Circles] written by Frandar Hunding, the most accomplished Sword Master in History.

Jon watched from behind Kareem until he was satisfied with the reaction of the warriors, he felt like going back to Winterhold and going on a few marches and training sessions with his Dare Troopers. Those rascals must be growing fat now that he has been away for almost a year.

Jon walked away and arrived at the corner of the garden where his group was gathered. Beth, previously called little Boethiah, was telling some sort of a story to the others grasping their attention.

"What are you babbling about?" Jon asked.

"She is telling us the story of how you got the name Dare." Mirren said.

"Ah! The good old times." Jon smiled.

Jon was about to join the gathering but he was called.

"Master Krilon." 

Looking back, it was Kareem and Faten.

"Governor! Lady Faten! How can I help you?" Jon stood up.

"We would like to thank you again for assisting us three times already. We are looking forward to our cooperation in the next campaign." Faten said.

"You are welcome, my lady." Jon thanked her.

Jon has helped Stros M'kai three times indeed, first with the Siege, then with rooting out the Necromancers, then with getting rid of the gigantic corpse of the Flesh Atronach earlier this morning. He even gifted a suit of armor to Kareem as a gift for his wedding, one of the best joint works between Wulfur's smithing and Jon's enchanting.

"We do not have anything to reward you with Master Krilon so please, accept this gift from my household." Kareem said as four servants came while carrying a large object.

It was a large book gilded cover and a fancy texture with a title saying [The Book of Circles by Frandar Hunding].

"The is the full version of the Book of Circles that was owned by my family's line of Governors since the ages of Tiber Septim and ancestors Cyrus and Iszara. I have heard that Master Krilon is not just a Mage but also a swordsman so I am gifting this hoping it would be of use." Kareem said.

Jon and his group got their eyes open wide after seeing the book, not for its gilded cover of a catchy name but for its true value. For Jon as a collector, he surely has a version of the book of circles but to get the full version. That's a one in a lifetime opportunity.

The Book of Circles was written by Frandar Hunding in order to pass on his life long insights and knowledge. For Redguards, it is an enormous part of their culture and everyday life. Each household in Hammerfell has an alcove by its hearth just big enough to hold a copy of the Book of Circles in honor of Hunding.

Here is the fun part. The book is regarded as the encyclopedia of Swordsmanship as it contains thirty-eight grips, seven hundred and fifty offensive and eighteen hundred defensive positions, and nearly nine thousand moves essential to sword mastery.

Jon walked over to the book and smiled not waiting to carry it.

"This version was copied by Cyrus himself among many other copies. One of them was gifted to Tiber Septim and another was kept here. It was a tradition that every Governor who rules Stros M'kai would make a copy by his own hand to prove the willpower of leadership." Kareem said.

"It is priceless." Jon said.

"Well, it is supposed to be priceless but no one really was able to open it…" Kareem started explaining something but Jon paid no heed.

He was excited for such a rare thing to be added in his collection so he extended his hands about to touch the cover but as soon as he did, everything around him darkened.

It was pitch-black, cold and bone shivering.

Jon looked around him as he felt an unfathomable presence gaze down at him.

He felt weak… weak like an insect.

It was all too sudden, Jon Dare who never knew fear felt his soul shaking and his cold sweat making everything on him wet.

It was dark but all of a sudden… fire! Fire was everywhere.

The whole darkness was burning and he felt more fear than before as if this flame will consume him Firemane or not.

His throat became dry from the heat of the fires but his sweat was still cold.

Then it appeared. It showed its face to him. From the darkness, a colossal creature emerged swaggering in its red scales, in its strong body, in its overbearing aura.

A Dragon.

The Dragon looked down on Jon. Jon felt weak for the first time in years. Helpless, fearful, pressured… but he didn't panic.

He looked up at the dragon eye to eye and as if the latter was saying "How Dare you look at me?", Jon became blinded with anger. It was then when he let loose of his frightening Tyrannical Aura.

*Shatter*

And the whole darkness shattered.

There was no darkness, no fires, no dragon.

It was just Jon in the Garden of the Palace with everything around him as it was. The only difference is, he was the center of all attention for some reason.

He looked around as the others were eyeing him with strange eyes but not exactly him, it was his direction. But no one is around him.

"Wow, did you feel that?" Faten was the first to speak.

"Yes." Kareem nodded, "For a second, it felt like we were back at the final hour of the siege all over again."

Jon looked around him and felt the strange phenomenon, all were speaking about something as if they were back in some sort of a fight or something.

It took them a few seconds after they realized it was just their imagination.

"Anyway, I was saying that no one could open this book. They say its cover was crafted from the scales of the Dragon that Cyrus slew under this very palace…" 

"Nafaalilargus." Jon muttered.

"Yes, that's the name of the Dragon. The important thing is…" Kareem tried to continue his fervent speech but Faten cut in.

"Kareem."

"Yes."

"Look."

She pointed towards Jon's hand where he was touching the book. Both Jon and Kareem, as well as the ones around, looked to see that Jon has already opened the cover which was known that no one has ever opened it.

Kareem's jaw dropped.

For eight centuries, this book was never opened and those who tried to open it were all left with trauma for days until they forgot about it. It was a treasure and an item of legacy but it also was foretold that the ones who open that book are the ones who are acknowledged by it.

It was a shock for Kareem as his ancestors had already given up about the book and considered it something akin to a sword stuck in stone but no one actually did it… until someone did it.

Jon, on the other hand, was taken aback by the book itself. Its cover was made of the scales of Nafaalilargus, the Imperial Dragon of Tiber Septim.

Nafaalilargus, whose real name is Nahfahlaar, was was a red dragon who often allied with mortals for his own protection such as King Casimir II, the Dragonguard on two different occasions, and lastly Emperor Tiber Septim when Nafaalilargus started working as a mercenary dragon in the employ of Tiber Septim during the conquest of Tamriel.

Nafaalilargus was a proud soldier and a loyal vassal, causing him to be considered "a jewel of the Imperial crown". He is the very same dragon that is decorating the symbol of the mightiest Empire in the World.

Nafaalilargus was killed by Cyrus eight centuries ago but as no Dragonborn was its slayer, Nafaalilargus is not really dead.

Jon felt like his second (technically third) visit to Hammerfell was becoming more thrilling than he had ever thought. A book of Swordsmanship covered by the scales of a Dragon, now that manly book felt like something that can buff anyone with Testosterone to the point where Mirren may actually grow chest hair.

Jon accepted the gift knowing this will add some more fun twists to his Fate.

***

Later that day, the ships of Port Hunding were packed with a thousand charger and their horses.

Jon was on the Flagship of the Governor of Stros M'kai reading from the first pages of [Cyrus' Book of Circles]. Enthralled by the refined text and the original insights of Frandar Hunding while feeling the texture of the Dragonscale over the cover, Jon felt like reading the best book ever.

This book was big. Not just in size but its content was written in a very small text to just to fit the whole insights in. It is said that the Way of the Sword, the Art of Sword-Singing was lost after the Redguard abandoned this book. It returned back overtime but Jon wasn't interested in the concept of the Sword-Singing in general but rather the Archetype of the Swordsman.

He read and read without realizing the time. He also didn't realize that his hunger for power grew another fold.

Lately, Jon was stuck in the Early Flame Dragon Heart Stage in his training ever since he left Morrowind. After coming face to face with the remnants of the Dragon Soul stuck in the cover of the book, Jon regained his feeling of being weak once again and he started meditating without realizing. He was breaking free from the bottleneck.

Meanwhile, Beth was sleeping not too far away from him. She shut her eyes tightly and saw a dream.

A Spear, Three Swords, a Ship with Red Sails. She saw two men fighting in the desert each was on the brink of falling apart. One was carrying a spear with the shape of a cobra to its blade and his limbs were all broken, the other was carrying a sickle sword and protecting someone. It didn't feel like Hammerfell but the man with the spear was definitely Zain judging by his [Serpent Spear], the other man looked out of place.

She saw the demise of Zain on the hands of a complete stranger.

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Happy was both happy and sad!
During the critical moment, he came to understand the constellation chart within the exquisite Go game. He actually come to see a series of continuous attacks from the black dragon's actions of devouring the tiger. 
When he thought about it repeatedly and ran through multiple simulations in his head, the styles used by the black dragon to devour the tiger became even clearer. In the end, he even formed a simulation of a martial art that could be used by people. 
He watched the illusory constellation chart with rapt attention when it suddenly shattered around him! Happy shuddered, and under the clear sound from the system, he opened his eyes and returned to the quiet room in the temple. Before he could even calm down, notification after notification ran through his ears. 
"Congratulations! You successfully solved Master Xuan Kong's exquisite Go game!
"You saw through the Ten True Dragon Styles, which were personally created by Master Xuan Kong.
"Since your qi realm is low right now, you can only use is the first style of the Ten True Dragon Styles—Dragon Capture!
"You understood Dragon Capture!
"With each qi realm you gain, you will automatically learn the next ultimate style of the Ten True Dragon Styles. You will need to reach Mystical Realm for the next style.
"Successfully solved Master Xuan Kong's exquisite Go game. Your Comprehension has increased by three points."
The continuous stream of system notifications reported multiple benefits. Happy was so happy that he was all smiles, and he could not stop himself from grinning even after a long time had passed. He even wanted to seize the gentle and kind Master Xuan Kong before him and kiss him.
'So that's how it is!'
There was no need to truly solve the exquisite Go game, and there was no way to win it either. Master Xuan Kong had been waiting for someone to last until the tenth move, and then with a calm heart, to understand the Ten True Dragon Styles he had created through the board. Hence, the more the players were immersed in gaining victory in the game, the harder it was for them to remove themselves from the thought of winning and calm down. 
Happy had known that he would not be able to win the exquisite Go game right from the start, and he had come in with the thought of stalling for time, but instead, he unintentionally solved the mystery contained within the exquisite Go game!
"I, Happy, am but an untalented person, but thank you for helping me, master!" Happy was beside himself with happiness. He stood up, wrapped his fist in his palm, and bowed deeply. 
It was an ultimate technique!
In his previous life, Happy had spent a total of three years but still never managed to get any ultimate martial arts. He did not expect that by sheer coincidence and a fortuitous chance, he would get one unintentionally, and it was an ultimate technique that was at the same level as the one obtained by Carefree Sect's Wu Yazi and Shaolin Temple's Sweeping Monk. 
"Amitabha!" 
There was a tiny smile on Master Xuan Kong's kind face. He knew that Happy had come to understand the Ten True Dragon Styles he had fused into the exquisite Go game during their game. 
He cried out the name of Buddha with incredible satisfaction before he said, "Patron, you have a calm heart, and your comprehension is astonishing. You are also a person fated with Buddha. It is only natural that you would come to understand my martial art. But a pity…"
He paused for a moment before smiling in resignation and saying, "It is a pity that I have been exiled from Shaolin Temple many years ago and have sworn an oath to not take in any disciples, or else I might do something that would make me feel guilty toward the Murong Clan—I would fight against the master of the Murong Clan for such a talented jewel as you."
"Master, you praise me too much." Happy could not suppress his emotions after he got an ultimate technique. However, he still retained the humility he always had on his face. 
"Not bad." Master Xuan Kong looked at Happy with a praising look while nodding repeatedly. "I drew from the essence of all the martial arts I had learned in my life to create Ten True Dragon Styles. Even though my original intention was to teach this to a Shaolin Disciple and do what little I can to add to the archive of Shaolin martial arts in the world, I have no regrets with a young man like you. The decades I have spent staying in Mount Song have not been in vain."
As he spoke, Xuan Kong slowly got up. 
"I have fulfilled my greatest wish. Naturally, I no longer have any need to stay here."
While speaking, he swept a glance at the narrow space that was filled with martial art manuals around him with a look that said he was reluctant to part with them. "But the requirement for qi for Ten True Dragon Styles are incredibly high. As of now, it is probably very difficult for you to use them. Happy, you can choose a martial art manual from this room."
"Understood!"
With respect and gratitude toward Master Xuan Kong, Happy began to peruse the manuals in the book shelves. 
There were plenty of high-tier martial art manuals that plenty of martial artists dreamed of obtaining. There were also martial art manuals that had spread out from Shaolin Temple into the world of martial artists and formed the basis of the martial arts of various clans and sects, along with quite a number of martial art manuals that were created personally by grandmasters. If Master Xuan Kong had not acknowledged the fact that he had been exiled by Shaolin Temple, Happy would have really began to wonder whether Master Xuan Kong was a book merchant who resold martial art manuals in the game. 
Happy looked at each book, and his heart trembled violently, even though he had returned to the past with three years of experience in the game!
The book collection was just too vast!
Aside from ultimate martial arts like Six Pulses Divine Sword, Wave-like Subtle Steps, Northern Obscure Divine Sword, Nine Yin Divine Manual, and Nine Yang Divine Manual, there were also some unique martial art manuals. There were also high-tier martial art manuals from various sects that were placed in sequence. In fact, Shaolin Temple's Seventy-two Ultimate Techniques were also included among them. The manuals were all treasures that could not be bought with gold even in his previous life. 
"So? Did you find anything you like?"
Master Xuan Kong seemed to be incredibly confident in his book collection. When he saw Happy look around repeatedly, having a hard time making a decision, he could not help but laugh. 
Happy looked embarrassed. 
In truth, he had an urge to use his quickest speed to put all of the manuals into his Universe Bag, but when he thought about Master Xuan Kong's monstrous qi cultivation and qi realm, he got rid of that evil thought with great difficulty. He sucked in a deep breath, and his gaze once more swept over the really famous martial art manuals in his past life. In the end, his eyes landed on a manual with a dark yellow cover. 
He walked over and brought the book in front of Xuan Kong. 
"Master, I've made my choice." Happy handed over the manual in his hand. 
Xuan Kong said nothing. He took the book in his hands and cast a glance at the familiar manual. He could not help the smile that stretched across his face and cast Happy a few glances. "Young patron, you are indeed fated with Buddha.
"Shaolin places an emphasis on Zen martial arts when we practice martial arts. We train with strengthening our physical bodies and cultivating moral conduct as our priority. If it was not because you had mixed forms of qi cultivation and such an elegant bearing, I would have truly thought that you were a disciple of Shaolin Temple."
"I'm actually really a disciple of Shaolin Temple." Those were words Happy would naturally not say.
When he heard Master Xuan Kong's words, he answered with a small smile. "I have always admired Shaolin Temple and been very fond of the Zen martial arts it advocates."
"Good, very good." Xuan Kong smiled in gratification. "I hope that one day, I can see you use the martial arts you understood from me to wander about the land."
He returned the manual with the dark yellow cover to Happy's hand. 
The system immediately gave him a notification.
"Master Xuan Kong has granted you a high-tier body fortification technique manual—Golden Bell Cocoon."
"Thank you for your gift, master."
Happy put away the manual and promised solemnly, "I swear by my life that I will not let down the martial arts I received from you and Shaolin Temple."
Xuan Kong nodded in gratification. Then, he sighed sentimentally. 
"The exquisite Go game has been solved. There is no longer any need for me to continue staying in this place. Patron, please leave."
"Understood!"
Happy wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed. 
However, right when he said those words, he was filled with regret. 
He suddenly remembered that he was still in the temple. If he ended the quest, Master Xuan Kong and Monk Zhi Heng would leave. Once they were gone, wouldn't it mean that there was no longer anyone to help him block the players outside the temple?!
'No!'
"Wait! WAIT!!"
But it was too late.
A light breeze blew past him. 
The air trembled slightly, and Master Xuan Kong vanished from Happy's sight. When Happy returned to his senses, the bookshelves around him rotted away and crumbled. 
Boom!
Dust filled the air. 
"Damn it!"
Happy cursed quietly and quickly moved out of the inner room, which now had dust flying all over. 
When he came out, he found that the oil lamps in the temple had already been extinguished, and the hall was dark. The door was shut tight. 
'Ha, thank goodness.'
Happy sucked in a deep breath and tried his best to calm his nerves. 
The only thing that he could be thankful for was that Master Xuan Kong had not leveled the temple to the ground. And the players, who were hidden nearby, did not seem to have noticed any changes. 
When Happy remembered that he had lost Monk Zhi Heng's protection, upon which relied his original plan, he became incredibly depressed. 
As expected, everything was preordained. When one obtains something, they lose something else, and it was all determined by the heavens. 
Right then, he had unexpectedly obtained the Ten True Dragon Styles, but immediately after, he lost the protection he had for his brocade box. Happy shook his head repeatedly with a bitter smile. When he remembered the fact that he was about to face the endless stream players who coveted the tribute, he sucked in a deep breath, calmed his heart, and brought out his Hundred-battle Saber. 　　


When he returned to the World of Martial Arts, the game was filled with blood and battles! Chen Kaixin had chased after the footsteps of the one emperor, two empresses, three princes, seven dukes, and thirteen aces for three years, but during the eve of the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua, he was ambushed by evil bastards, and was killed so much that his level dropped to that of a newbie. He completely lost the chance to join the ranks of the powerful players in the game! In great disappointment, Kaixin quit the game and got drunk so that he could forget his sadness, but during that stormy night, Chen Kaixin found that he had actually dreamed for a total of three years, because when he woke up again, he woke up to three years ago, when he was still a student. 

Astrid tried to walk into the forest but realized that there wasn't something before him that didn't let him move anywhere else besides down the stairs. He had no choice, but to go to the deep depths of wherever this staircase would take him.

He took every step slowly and with extreme caution, he didn't want the scene with the ogre to happen again. Surprisingly he didn't get traumatized from it, it was like there was something preventing him from losing his mind over all the blood and life-changing events that he been happening around him.

When he got to the end of the stairs he was in a tiny little room with skeleton heads all over the floor. He saw someone sitting on top of all the skeletons in the center.

"Hello," Astrid said quietly afraid something would happen to him. The person who had been sitting on the skeleton's head popped up and what Astrid saw horrified him. The eyes were entirely white and it wasn't a person at all, it was someone's skeleton.

The skeletal figure looked straight at Astrid and started standing up holding a sword that was pure dark. Astrid could see a status frame above the skeletal figure showing a ??? for the level and all of its stats.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO FIGHT THE DUNGEON MASTER?
[Y][N]

Astrid didn't have any clue what was happening and he definitely didn't want to fight anyone at the moment so he chose no. His surroundings dematerialized into pixels and then rematerialized into a different surroundings.

He wasn't in a dungeon room anymore he was in a craggy cave with stalactite and rocks everywhere. He looked behind him and only saw a wall. Seeing that there wasn't any other choice besides to go forward he advanced forward.

There were a lot of monsters before him that looked weak, but he knew better than to underestimate anything anymore. Astrid took slow steps always on guard and alert as he got closer and closer to the beasts. 

They looked a little bit like ghosts, mostly transparent and they were also floating around though they were walking. 

When Astrid got close enough for them to notice him he charged and put full force behind his first slash. He swung at empty air and tripped straight through the ghost he had been trying to hit. All of them were watching him soundlessly there weren't any sounds at all.

Astrid felt embarrassed about he had thought that they were corporeal and tried to hit them. He continued walking until he came upon actual material monsters. The creatures that he had encountered were much easier than he had expected. Their levels were really low from level 5 ranging to level 15. Astrid easily dispatched these enemies without any major problems or injuries.

YOU HAVE LEVELED UP TO LEVEL 16

Stamina.

These monsters had dropped loot when all the others that he had fought hadn't dropped anything except those in the forest. They were mostly just copper coins, health potions, stamina potions, and many other miscellaneous items.

There was something valuable that had caught his eyes that was strangely out of place. One of the drops from the strangely weak creatures was a book.

BOOK OF CULTIVATION: PROFOUND RED BLADE SKILL

Astrid knew that he had defeated the monsters that inhabited the part of the cave he was currently in so he started studying the book. The book was a cultivation technique that harnessed the powers of the blood of others. Stage one would allow him to be able to merge the blood of others on his weapon powering it up until eventually the bloods molecular structure breaks.

He started practicing and matching the instructions that the book had given him, but wasn't successful at the end.

Astrid continued down the cave killing any monsters that he had come across until he had reached a different environment.

YOU HAVE LEVELED UP TO LEVEL 20

Dexterity.

DARK SPHERE SPELL

SUMMONS A DARK SPHERE THAT DOES DARK ELEMENT DAMAGE.

Apparently the book that contained skills were relatively rare. Even after he had probably killed hundreds of enemies he had only the one book he had gotten at the beginning. 

He had gone through an iron lined door into another dungeon room. There was a large dragon in the center of the room. It had shiny dark scales, large black wings that covered a fifth of the room. The dragon breathed a dark essence at him and Astrid ducked out of the way. He didn't want to find out what would happen to him if he was to be hit. 

Astrid advanced to the dragon but was forced to retreat when the dragon let out another breath of essence. He couldn't see the enemy's status besides the level which was 47. Astrid shot a dark sphere at the dragon causing some damage. It seemed that the dragon had mostly blocked it. 

By now Astrid was no longer the fighting and blood fearing person he was when he had started this journey he had become a little more hardened.

He broke out into a full run towards the dragon and swung his sword, but was blocked by the claws of the dragon. He activated his strong claws skill and did a little spin stabbing the sword into the talons of the dragon. 

Letting out a small grunt the dragon blew Astrid back with his wings. Astrid used another dark sphere giving him a moment to stand back up and advance back to the enemy. When it swung its wings at him he was ready for it and jumped over it stabbing his sword into the soft flesh. 

Black blood spurted out as Astrid stabbed the wings in different places slowly walking up its wings. The dragon flapped its wings moving upwards, leaving Astrid clinging onto his sword which had been stabbed into the wings of the dragon. 

It was rising at a weird angle causing an imbalance which made it fall quickly and crash to the floor. Astrid took the chance to head towards the dragon's head as it was recovering from its fall and stabbed Excaliber through the head killing the dragon.

YOU  HAVE LEVELED UP TO LEVEL 21

Dexterity.

YOU HAVE OBTAINED A DARK DRAGONS SCALE

SOUGHT BY MANY DARK TYPE WARRIORS WHO WANT IT FOR THEIR CULTIVATION. EXPLOSIVELY INCREASES ABILITY OF DARK TYPE WARRIORS.

Astrid slid back against a wall when he got off the dragon. The fight had drained most of his stamina and he was taking some time to recover his strength. Astrid believed that he was in a dungeon that he couldn't leave until he had defeated the dungeon master. Astrid didn't know how strong the dungeon master was though. He definitely wouldn't be defeat whatever the master was.

Astrid is an online maniac who hasn’t accomplished anything in life. All his needs have been provided for him since his birth. Even in such a modern society Astrid hasn’t worked for even a single penny that he owns. Suddenly one day the world changes either for the better or for the worse. This allows Astrid to live the life of his dreams. Astrid must overcome challenge and trials to reach the apex of a many worlds that are foreign to him. His journey will be long and arduous without an easy way to accomplish it. Follow him as he reaches the highest point of his life. 



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